Mood:
blueTopic: My Life
Well should I start by saying I was a poor black boy born to a life of hardship in Georgie. Well I can't say that because it would be untrue. Thing is if I could say that than doors would open that are closed to a poor white boy born in the midwest. I was born a poor white boy to a life mired by mishaps and bad choices. I was gave to my grandparent to raise when I was but a year old. Bad choice on the part of my Mother as I see it today. I was bullheaded and needed a hard hand which I did not get but on the plus side I learned understanding and compassion which so many today do not have. I say don't call anyone anything you would not wished to be called and don't do unto others anything you would not wished done to you. Mistakes in my past include honesty. Times when I should have said nothing and times when doing nothing when I should have done something. I could tell you stories which you would not believe but in doing so would only hurt others. An example is a girl was raped, was I to blame? Was I told to protect her? I don't remember. I told a man his wife was cheating on him. In this case I should have kept my mouth shut. I seen what was happing and should have stopped it and kept my mouth shut. I feel so bad today when I think of this. Needless to say because of my grandparents and my uncle Richard I have missed doing things because I done what was right. Many of those choices have lead me to where I am today. In school I did not apply myself. I should have, could have made something of myself but instead followed the leaders. Did I do drugs? No I have not done that and hope my children do not. My cousin lost his life because he sold drugs I think. I have seen the hurt first hand that drug use cost. In school I was not one of the kids that was outside the circle. I liked the social skills that many have. I did not even talk to girls for the most part. I quit school in 1974 for good. I worked many job from 1968 to 1980. Some included a saw mill when I was 16 years old. In about 1975 I worked as a roofer for Bud Euwing. I learned quite a bit from him. My cousin and myself bought a hot tar kettle and started our own roofing outfit but it never really got off the ground. In 1980 I moved to Victor and got a job at Amana Refrigeration. I was to meet a lady and get married in July of 1980. I was laid off in 1981 and during this time I finished school and got a government grant to go to college but Amana called me back to work and there went the grant. I was hit by a car as a pedestran in 1985. I survived by the grace of God. The doctor said I was really lucky to have survived. If not for my two sons I look back and say I never should have moved to Iowa. There were girls whom I loved in the 70s that I lost because of my doing what was right. If you are reading this and your a young man or woman my advice is talk and make your feeling known. This was my downfall way back when. One girl, Marlyn I could have been good for her as she for me but we didn't talk. So talk. Forward to today I because of being hit by the car live with pain most every day. I quit Amana in 2003 because I had blood clots because I was forced to stand in one place 8 hours a day. Now I am trying to get my social security disability. People who have burnt their minds out on drugs get it but I have been turned down once already. Who knows what the future brings. I think mebby when the car hit me I was not so lucky. Had I been lucky I would be looking down from the heavens.
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