The life and Times of Ohio Fox

I Am Ohio Fox
My name is Ohio Fox and I’m 43 years old, but I don’t look a day over 29! I’m 5 foot 9, I weigh about 140 pounds, I’m slender build, I have freckles, green eyes, and many-colored curly red hair. It’s all natural colored. When I was a kid it look like a big red bush. I was a freckly faced kid with a red bush. I look like I’m Irish I think. I wear sparkles and my favorite sparkle color is gold.

My mom is white, fair skinned, short and redheaded. She is 5 foot 2. She’s very beautiful, but since my brother took a crowbar to her face she’s not as beautiful as she used to be. But that’s a different story. I definitely get my height from my dad.

My dad’s smart, intelligent, tall. He’s a very good man, a hard worker, and he takes a lot more than I would; his patient. He’s a private person, he’s a very nice guy but just don’t make him mad. He’s not a bad person when he’s mad, but if he’s mad and he knows he’s right, he’s not going to stop until he gets pretty much his way. And not that he’s being mean or bullying, he’s just gonna show you that you’re not gonna walk all over him. My dad sticks up for me, he might say “if you’re taking her for granted, you’re taking me for granted, and were not doing this”. He is someone that you don’t want to confront if he’s right and you know he’s right. And I can see sometimes that’s where I also get my temper I’d have to say from my dad. But I should handle it better but I don’t know, like I was so mad yesterday I throwed my little fit and I was cussin’, but then I had to tell God I was sorry and that was it. Oh, and one more thing – my dad is black.

So I want to tell you a story that happened to me n’ my uncle. Just so you understand where I’m coming from. I was driving by and I seen my uncle’s car was parked outside this bar. So I went in there and seen him. He was sitting at the bar. He was the only guy in there that was black. So he was sitting there and I sat down beside him. And we’re laughing and talking and being sociable. Well the bar is a little redneck bar, I always felt like it was a redneck bar. Here we are talking, laughing having a good time, me and my uncle. No one knows it’s my uncle because he’s black. They think that maybe were having a date, a white girl and this black man, or I don’t know what they’re thinking. Hell I don’t care. I didn’t come in there to talk to them people. So we was laughing and having a good time and drinking something, I don’t know what we was drinking, whiskey or something. And it maked other people mad for no reason; why would they go and get mad? Ignorance? Prejudice? You get tired of people’s ignorance after a while.

Well there was this girl I knowed at the other end of the bar. I went to school with her but this was after I was out of high school. I don’t think we actually had a class together, we were just the same age. She was humongous, she was fat and she was about 6 foot. And in her conversation it just blurted out there “Niger lover”. And then I knew it was on. She called me a Niger lover. So I says “I’ll show you Niger lover – let’s go outside!” I don’t think she realized until the end after it was all over that she was talking about my uncle. It wasn’t a man and a woman relationship, this was my family.

And as the fights going down my uncle looks at me and says “I’m going to the car and gettin’ my gun.” He was just like “no one else is going to jump in this fight, Ohio”. Because he could feel the pressure, because when things start happening they can progress real fast and it was a prejudice bar. You know how ugly it can get real quick. We’ll take your money and your time and we don’t care what color you are, but if you get in a fight black and white, this is a white place.

So she was willing to just go outside with me n’ fight – it was a challenge of people’s ego now. Because I challenged her when she call that out “Niger lover”. And the girl she was with stayed inside, she wasn’t gonna go outside with her. I think she thought her friend was gonna come out and back her up but she wasn’t. So it was just me n’ her and my uncle that went outside, and my uncle was going to the car to get his gun. Because if the other woman had come out, and him being the only man, him get in a fight with only women and him cuss another woman – that would be bad. And he didn’t want to cuss no one.
I was outside first. I think I was just so psyched out; I wasn’t talking. I was meaning what I said. She only said a few words when we stepped out. I don’t think she thought I was gonna fight. I think she just thought I was going to run my mouth, like a lot of girls do, just run each other’s mouths. But I was done of people’s ignorance. And all I was trying to do is have a good time with my uncle. She made it inta something much bigger than it was. So when we stepped out of the bar I just laid into her. Somehow my shirt got ripped up. I was just hitting her. I got pretty big hands and I just laid into her in the face. And I just didn’t stop, I just kept hitting her. I think I did it so fast that she didn’t want any of it. She didn’t see that coming. I think she thought I was just going to argue with her. That’s what a lot of girls do when they fight. And I’m like “uh uh”. You stepped out here so you’re getting a piece of it. She just backed away and went back into the bar. And by the time my uncle come back with his gun the fight was already over. I think she wasn’t so big anymore. I think she just expected that I wasn’t gonna call her out on it. I think you run over people so long and they don’t do anything, then you don’t expect the next person to do anything either. She didn’t know me though.

I have seen her again after that, but not no talking or anything like that. If anything I think it showed her not to try to pissed me off. That I was not the person that was going to just sit there and argue with you. That I was going to do what I said. And not that I’m a really badass, it’s just that sometimes you get enough. You’re just done.