Mercenia Tucker… My Grandmother a Strong Lady

My mom and dad split up when I was around 3 – 4 years old.  It was a good thing as my father was not the best of men.

That is a whole different story that I will probably go into sometime in the future.

But today’s story is on my Dad’s Mother… My Grandmother, Mercenia Tucker.

When I visited my Dad in Los Angeles, often times he would drop me off at my grandmothers house and go about his business for the day.  I became fairly close to my grandmother during these visits, however, when my mom and dad seperated, the distance between my grandmother “Tucker” and myself and the lack of my dad being a real dad ended up keeping me away from my Grandmother after I was about 10 – 11 years old.

I was fortunate enough to be able to go visit her 4 years ago in Compton, California at the same house that she has lived in all of these years.  It’s a house about 2 blocks away from where Venus and Serena Williams Sister was murdered.  There are neighborhood gangs and shootouts that pretty much are common occurrences as I was growing up.

About 5 years ago, I was trying to find my grandmother online so that I could let her know that I would be visiting her.

I was stunned to read the following:

“A Child-Suicide in Foster Care”

I’m very relieved that the courts found my grandmother innocent in this case.

It was very touching to hear her talk about the case when I went to visit her 4 years ago.

I was stunned to learn that Kerrys death was the youngest child suicide in Los Angeles history…

And it happened in the closet where I used to play hide and seek.

Mercenia Tucker… I love you!

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