Post by laika dogface on Aug 8, 2015 0:55:47 GMT
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stormé"[The officer] then yelled, 'I said, move along, faggot.' I think he thought I was a boy. When I refused, he raised his nightstick and clubbed me in the face." It was then that the crowd surged and started attacking the police with whatever they could find, she said.
I asked my last question hesitantly. "Have you heard of the Stonewall Lesbian? The woman who was clubbed outside the bar but was never identified?" DeLarverie nodded, rubbing her chin in the place where she received 14 stitches after the beating. "Yes," she said quietly. "They were talking about me."
And then, almost as an afterthought, I asked, "Why did you never come forward to take credit for what you did?"
She thought for a couple of seconds before she answered, "Because it was never anybody’s business."
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I asked my last question hesitantly. "Have you heard of the Stonewall Lesbian? The woman who was clubbed outside the bar but was never identified?" DeLarverie nodded, rubbing her chin in the place where she received 14 stitches after the beating. "Yes," she said quietly. "They were talking about me."
And then, almost as an afterthought, I asked, "Why did you never come forward to take credit for what you did?"
She thought for a couple of seconds before she answered, "Because it was never anybody’s business."