In 1968, my father was nine years old living in Whitehaven in Memphis, Tennessee. Life for my father was very nice and quiet living in Whitehaven. Most of the families living in his neighborhood were very close knit and mostly knew everyone in the neighborhood. Crime was low and as children, my father was able to play outside and ride their bikes anywhere without having to worry about crime. During his childhood, my father attended a private school and also played sports. My father remembers eating dinner with his family and hearing the TV in the background that MLK had been assassinated. So they stopped eating and went to listen to the TV. My father's parents had to explain to him who MLK was and what it meant to be assassinated. His family was affected dramatically, but his father the next morning was more aware of his surroundings going to work. My father had very little knowledge of who MLK was and why he was in Memphis because he was only nine years old. My father's life didn't change much since he lived in a primarily white neighborhood and predominantly white private school, but he became more aware of the racial tensions thought out the city.