I was born on the 18th of December 1941 at 12:44:07 a.m. At the tender young age of nine years, I started to run away from home. I wound up becoming a chronic runaway. I ran away at 9 on a cold winter day of November 1950 and never returned until I was an adult. I was born in Baltimore City Hospital, Baltimore City, Maryland. From the tender age of nine to 17 ½ or twenty, I lived on the streets of Baltimore City, sleeping wherever I felt safe from the sick perverted child molesters who seemed to prey on runaway children. From nine to 17 ½ I survived the best way I could, stealing food, milk, orange juice, donuts, raisin breads from people’s porches and doorsteps, vestibules and food boxes on porches/steps. Back in those times, the bakeries, grocery, milkman would deliver food to people’s homes 2-3-4 a.m. I would always arrive before daylight. I also ate out of people’s garbage cans, bakeries’ garbage cans, etc. For three years, 9 to 12, I slept and lived in a Salvation Army donation clothing box, wearing the clothes people would throw in this box. I always left the box each morning as I heard the store people drive up to the store and park around back. I would arrive at my home after the store closed. I was small for my age and still am. I also slept in many a dog house, many times with the dogs too. At 20 ½ I pulled my first burglary because I was starving for food. I was caught inside and sent to Jessup’s Maryland Prison Patuxent. At 21, I met the love of my life. But I was too immature at the time to realize this so she married another better person than I was. Today I am in a Texas State Prison doing life because I stole a little less than $50 in change from a bar. Forty or 45 years later the love of my life is back in my life again. She feels as I do, that God brought us back together again after 40 years for a reason. I am not a violent individual, never have been never will be. I was nothing more than a small-time uneducated petty thief who broke into bars only to survive and eat. I don’t drink, smoke or use drugs of any kind. I never will as well. Due to my lack of education, I couldn’t find or hold a job, so I did what I had to do to survive. They were and are all dumb decisions on my part. But a person will do what they must to survive and live. Since my incarceration in 1992 I have gone to school and got myself pretty well educated. I am proud of my accomplishments. My only desires today are to hopefully be paroled out and find a good job, and to spend the rest of my life God allows me to live, with the first love of my life. And die out in the free world a free man. Not in one of these human zoos, in these human cages, where no one gives a damn if a con lives or dies in these cages.
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