I want justice and revenge for my father. IвЂ™ve escaped the crime and poverty that I believe led to my fatherвЂ™s death. IвЂ™ve left Michigan and have a very good life. This tore open an old wound, and IвЂ™m trying to figure out if I want to go down this rabbit hole. She was thinking about going to the police about the murder allegations and asked if I wanted to get involved. Last week my mother called and said her siblings were attempting to reconcile with this uncle and that she wanted nothing to do with it. IвЂ™ve learned that my mother and her siblings have known about this. WeвЂ™ve had run-ins, and he knows I know what he did, but he just rambles about my fatherвЂ™s drug problem.

The uncle who supposedly murdered him is a strung-out dope fiend who has had very little to do with our family except for popping up occasionally to beg for money or cause trouble. My father, although he was a great man, had a heroin problem. I was shocked at this revelation but powerless to do anything about it, and her confession was a burden I didnвЂ™t want since I had mostly gotten over my fatherвЂ™s death after years of struggling with grief. Apparently, the event that led him to strike a blow to my fatherвЂ™s head was over money. Around my 16th birthday my paternal grandmother, on her deathbed, told me that my uncle-my motherвЂ™s brother-murdered my father. This was in Detroit during the вЂ™80s, and I was always told it was a robbery gone wrong. His murder was never solved or investigated, to my knowledge, although his death certificate lists his cause of death as a homicide. Article contentДear Prudence, My father was murdered over 30 years ago when I was 6 years old. This advertisement has not loaded yet, but your article continues below.

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