My pops moved us to a white neighbor back in the early 90's and they tried to play him a couple of times. Calling the police on him because he drove a BMW (He was a dentist). Tried to kicking over trash cans, throwing stuff at the house, but one day my dad went each neighbors house and let them know that he was not going to tolerate it anymore. He would sit outside on porch with my Uncles just waiting for some stuff to pop off. After a couple of weeks it stopped. He told me years later that fear motivates people to be racist, but that 45 calms them right back down. Never be afraid to stand up for your family. "I paid for this house, I'll be damned if some white people are going to try to and run me out. I'll live where ever the hell I want to".