My Dad represented, as Lawyer, to many of these folks, "pro bono"
... so weird, like I was in the movie "To Kill a Mockingbird" ... my dad drives up to the black family's home, me in the back of the Buck. Dad went to help a woman who was being domestically abused .... and HE FUCKING stopped it by presenting a strong physical presence to the fucker. God bless, Dad.
For many years now there have been stories of a degenerate race of people who live an isolated existence removed from the civilized world in New Jersey’s Ramapo Mountains. As far back as the revolutionary war New Jerseyans have heard, and told, tales of a motley group of social outcasts who had taken refuge in the northeastern hills of the state and inbred to the point of mutation. The group, which has been alleged to be comprised of a mongrel hybrid of renegade Indians, escaped slaves, Hessian mercenary deserters, and West Indian prostitutes, have come to be known as the Jackson Whites.
https://weirdnj.com/stories/fabled-people-and-places/jackson-whites/
