My Grandpa Max survived the Holocaust and came to Minneapolis as an immigrant with literally nothing. $0. He worked 3 jobs, 1 of which was at his neighborhood liquor store. After many years of saving, he eventually bought that liquor store. Tonight that liquor store is on fire...

Grandpa Max, like most holocaust survivors, was a huge civil rights advocate, and seeing his life’s work burn to the ground is incredibly upsetting. But not as upsetting as the fact that A MAN WAS MURDERED BY THE POLICE 3 DAYS AGO, (ON CAMERA!) AND NO ONE HAS BEEN ARRESTED YET!