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On April 5 in 1968, the day after MLK’s assasination looting and riots had become ubiquitous in DC. On this day, my grandfather, Ernest David McIntyre was on his way to get milk for his 1 year old daughter (my mom), and never made it home. He was 20 years old, here’s the story.
My grandfather was 20 years old, employed by the Naval Research Labatory as a custodian and also worked pt at Al’s Liquor Store on South Carolina Street in DC. The evening of April 5th, my grandfather left home to get milk, while on his way out his supervisor called from Al’s...
The supervisor asked for my grandfather to go check on the liquor store as news of the riots was spreading. He was told to ensure it was ok and locked properly, that’s what he did. However, as finished locking the door ( with a KEY in his hand) he was approached by an officer..
