It was a typical day on my way home from work. I took the bus like how I usually did. When I got home I was cooking dinner and tending to the needs of my 3 year old child, when all of a sudden the news popped up and I just found out the Martin Luther King Jr. had been shot and killed. My husband came home and that was that. But the next day we heard that their were tons of rioters burning down businesses and stealing money. So after I got home my husband went down to 1 of the 2 businesses that he owned and stayed there all night protecting it from rioters. We were scared for his life at home and for our lives since he was not here to protect us but luckily no one was injured or hurt that we were close to.