As a Black man in his late thirties, this is one of the most difficult things for me to accept. I'm from Dayton, OH. I grew up on the west side of Dayton, which

As a Black man in his late thirties, this is one of the most difficult things for me to accept. I'm from Dayton, OH. I grew up on the west side of Dayton, which is the side of town where most Black people in the city lived. My bitterness at seeing the way things are being handled now compared to the crack epidemic that swept through African American communities in the 80s has made me very spiteful. It's even more of a slap in the face because a large number of addicts (who are almost always white) come to the West side of Dayton to use their drugs. As a child, I hardly ever saw White people on the West side. Now, when I come back to visit, and I see a White person on the West side, I have a pretty good idea why they are where they are. It is a very difficult thing to come to terms with. My resentment over this situation has gotten to the point where I have decided not to offer help (other than a call to 911) to an addict who may have overdosed. edited to correct grammar