Age 4. Flying a kite in downtown Flint in the middle of the street with a small black neighbor boy. My step-grandfather was a racist prick and 33rd degree Mason (Shriner)/ pedophile who enjoyed dropping N-Bombs for all to hear in his all-black neighborhood. I would later sneak that little boy into my grandpedos’ pool at night just to spite him and because that little boy was cool as hell. Thanks for the memories Flint!