By Frederick Su For Northwest Asian Weekly It’s 1:30 in the morning. My wife, asleep on the couch, saw headlights stream through the drapes. She looked out and saw someone near her car. “Fred,” she called out, “there’s somebody in our yard!” I rolled out of bed and grabbed the bag where my 9mm pistol […]
As an Asian American growing up in the 1960s in the middle of the white American West (Nevada), I was subjected to racial insults and the immediate threat of bodily harm. I was a scrawny 14-year-old picked on by brawnier upperclassmen or a gang of young white men.