PUBLISHER'S PEACEWhere Has the Time Gone?
Another thing that annoys me is people that forget where they came from. I was recently having conversations with a few of my peers, and they started to criticize the youth today - saying things like 'When we were their age we didn't act like them. They are more this or that.' The one thing I take great pride in is not forgetting where I came from, who I once was, and how I got here 'today.'
This Halloween I heard those statements from some folks who were annoyed because their cars were bum-rushed with eggs. I laughed. They were not laughing, of course, until I took them down memory lane as we chatted more. They openly admitted their own misdeeds back when they were teens, especially during the annual trick or treat season.
I was the first to admit that I did my share of layered dirt. I was that little nappy headed, disobedient teen who had a flip mouth. But I was a leader..... and all the kids in my hood followed me. So when Halloween came around, I gathered my adolescent posse and we tossed my mother's eggs at speeding buses and cars. We rung doorbells and ran. But the most disturbing thing that we did was to put on mask and take little kid's trick or treat goodie bags. Now that I look back, that was cruel.
My thought though was that each kid could get another bag and repeat their door knocking hustle. That particular youthful indiscretion only lasted one Halloween season. One of my hood homies' little brother, who I knew well, recognized me behind my mask and told his very big brother. After he located me and beat me down, I retired from snatching bags on Halloween.
This past Saturday, I saw some shorties throwing eggs at passing cars on my block. I just peek out the window and watched for a moment. One of the three noticed me and they started to run. That showed respect. But I figured they would probably come back so I kept an eye open for them. When I saw them walking pass my crib, I stepped out and chatted with them for a moment - letting them know that I did the same thing. Just don't let this (ILL) kind of mischief become what you become, I expressed to them. They seemed to be good little hood boys, and I enjoyed chatting with them. It was the highlight of my Halloween, since I decided to stay home this weekend after a very busy previous weekend of galas, dinners and fundraisers.
Talking with them took me back down memory lane. As I stated, I chilled at home thinking about my life, especially as a youth - and how I got here. I replayed so many experiences in my head. I recalled my entire life while watching NBA hoops. Of course, I thought about my hoop dreams. I was a damn good player. And I'm sure someone out there can vouch for my high basketball I.Q. and skills, as well as my tough nosed approach to playing football. I had great hands - I caught everything that came my way. And for my skinny size, I was a hard-hitter as a free safety.
I wonder where all the time has gone? I sit back often and think about, again, how I got here and what could've been - if I had not been mentored by multiple older dudes in my hood. I could be somewhere else. It was playboys and gangsters like Stanford, Vince Powell, Don Starks, Ed and Don Kelsey, Big George Montgomery, Earl Powe, Bruce "Prince" Palmer, Geno, Todd & Rudy Powell, Melvin Jones, Mike Adams, Ken Crump, Sr., Horace Howard, Jr. and the entire Drew family, as well as my big brother (Tommy).
These were the dudes who told the gangs to stay away from me, even when I was attracted to gang life. They grabbed me by my neck and told me they had better not ever see me outside the park (Tuley Park) borders kicking it with the hood rats, who lived on my block and were also athletes playing on some of my teams. These were the crucial times that helped to develop my arrogant walk today. I owe them and many more a serious debt of gratitude. I still associate with some of these men.
While Chicagoans were out wearing their favorite customs at Halloween parties, I was cooling-out sitting at the computer scripting these Works of Words, thinking to myself; where has all the time gone? But I'm thankful - regardless of where ever it has gone! Peace and One Love.
I Write to Differ...
NOTE: On tomorrow (Tuesday) TBTNews '25' will present people who continue to strive for greatness and who inspire others. There are four people listed in Politics, six in Business, five profiled in Community Service, two in Sports, two in the Entertainment industry, four in Education, two Religiouspersonalities and one Youth who also made the list. There are a few honorable mentions. Hope you enjoy! Of course, agree with, or dispute the list respectfully. - CDW
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