Author’s note: The exact date and time of the following events are not known. They have had to be approximated in order to post the content.
I recall waking up one night and seeing this red and blue illunination inside our house. I ran into our mother’s room but she was not there.
I looked outside through the window adn I saw a police car parked outside. Its lights were on and there was a police officer standing on our front porch.
He was having words with our parents. I heard him ask our mother if she wished to proceed with the prosecution. She told the officer she just wanted him to tell her husband not to touch her or her son again.
The officer told her he could not protect her unless she proceeded with a prosecution. Our mother declined to prosecute and the officer proceeded to leave.
As he left our father peppered him with racial and bigoted abuse. The officer warned the drunken man that he would prosecute him if he continued.
He became quit and the officer left.
I later learned that our mother had called the police because she had been arguing with our drunken father, who became physically abusive.
Baby Leslie witnessed his mother’s plight and tried to come to her rescue. The baby ran onto the porch and slapped his father with whatever force a baby can muster.
According to our mom, our father then struck the little baby boy with all his strength, the baby squealed out and became unconscious.
She then proceeded to call the police. Leslie was always a hero for his mother.