Yesterday I bought some pants at the Goodwill. They were too long and I was taking them to Kevin's alteration on Beacon Avenue. On my way there on 18th Avenue South between College Avenue and Bayview, a Chinese man stopped me. He has done this once or twice before, I don't see him in the neighborhood except on these occasions.
He says his name is "Ma," and their family association, as with the Lockes (which I am one) don't have family association halls anymore. I don't have any idea why he would tell me this, but he treated me as if I had something to do with the Locke family, something of a leadership value.
It is not clear what he was talking about. But the tone of delivery is unreasonable for talking to a stranger. Somehow I feel that it was a threat.
Next time, if that ever comes to pass, I will confront him and ask him for his phone number and his address.
