The following was written by a great and gifted close family friend,Uncle Marvin Butler, in immediate response to the passing of the person who actually inspired this comic strip, my maternal grandfather the late great Arthur 'Soldier Boy Grip' Taylor Sr. (June 20, 1923 - August 12, 2005)...This is also dedicated to 'The Darker Band Of Brothers' of 'The Greatest Generation":
The Ballad Of Soldier Boy Grip
By Marvin Butler
Let me tell you the story of Soldier Boy “Grip”
What happens to him is really a Trip
Young Black Buck straight of Missipp
He was in the Second World War
Thinking of his sweetheart back home
And his sons and daughters not yet ever born
And if he had killed a 1,000 Germans when he pulled the trigger
Would the only name they call him would it still be Hey Nigger!
But, he had to endure the shame
And it didn’t matter if they knew his name
Because he was helping to pave the way
So that his children could have a better day
And the pain of Soldier Boy “Grip”
Having his Commanding Bars stripped
All because they said he broke some laws
But, as time went by come to find out all it was all a lie
Time has pressed on 40 years have come and gone
And it took until his children started to groan
About the misjustice their father had to face
Just because of his skin color and race
So they petitioned about their father’s condition
The
And distinguished medals were finally sent to Soldier Boy Grip’s home.
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