"Madam, the opportunity never presented itself!"

Not only was my grandfather tall and extremely good looking, he was brilliant. "Man does not do what is right, he does what is convenient."

It is true, people follow blindly, hate freely, lie habitually, bully consciously and subconsciously.  Born at the turn of the century he was a very old man before he was permitted to register to vote in Fayetteville, North Carolina.  While my grandfather was extremely intelligent and self educated he was forbidden the right to vote.  He always passed the Literacy Test, but was still denied the right to vote.  My grandfather was told to memorize the Constitution, which he did.  Some say he could recite it backwards.  I'm not sure about that "fact". The evil racists still would not let him vote.  Claimed his black and Indian blood reduced him to something undesirable , a plague on society.

One favorite question imposed by the racist registers was the "Bubble" question.  Given the size and dimension of a particular bucket, with x amount of water and a bar of soap, the question was; "How many bubbles this bar of soap make?"  A professor at Fayetteville State Teachers College answered the question but still was prohibited from voting.

My grandfather was elderly when he was finally permitted to register.  The old racist register made a snide remark; "You kin'na old to be registering to vote …ain't you "Rome?!"   The old dried up white shrew remarked half mocking, half sneering at  my grandfather.

I was so proud.  My quick witted intelligent grandfather simply quipped; " Madame!  I  assure you, the opportunity never presented itself!"  Then did an about face pirouette on his cane and "pimped" out of that  register's office .

Talk about drop the mic!  Go granddaddy!

Praise the LORD!