Am from sunny California and am moving to Boston soon.

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Originally Posted by bronsin

I have another "Camden Story" for you!

I had a friend at work named John. One day I noticed scars on his neck. I had just had a laminectomy which is a repair of a ruptured disk that is performed from behind. Some operations for the problem (called fusions) are done from the front. I asked him

"John did you have a fusion operation done on your neck?"

(oh I forgot to mention John grew up in Camden)

He said

"No. One night when I was a teenager I was walking home. Four black guys jumped me before I got there. (um...he did not use the words "black guys" he used something else which is unprintable)They thought I was somebody else they had a problem with. Three of them held me down while the fourth cut my throat. The left me for dead but I managed to get to my house and was taken to Lday of Lourdes where they sewed me up. They missed the juguler."

I shit you not!

I believe you. My dad had a much less severe incident happen to him. He was jumped from behind by two "black guys" (to use the phrasing from your post) in San Francisco on a sidewalk. He carried them on his back for most of the block (trying to shake them off...no joke - a female witness on the other side of the street confirmed this) before they got him down and got his wallet. He had a severely sprained ankle, one of the worst the treating physician said he had ever seen. Unfortunately, my dad used the same language your friend likely did. Fortunately, I take cues related to this from the women in my family, and not my dad and some of the other men in my family.