Friday, May 19, 2023

My story


























By the time I was born in 1978, my mom's 3 oldest son's Melvin, Jr. 20, Terrance 19, and Rory 18 were grown and on their own. Marcus was 13, Troy was 11, and Courtney was 4. I am the baby 🍼 of the family so I got picked on a lot by my older brothers. I was a shy, quiet, and soft-spoken little boy. No one really knew how I was going to turn out. As I got older, I went from being shy, quiet, and soft-spoken to more talkative.

I was a follower but no ordinary follower. There are leaders, followers, and followers who have potential to be leaders. There were times that I followed and they're times I stood out. I never went to jail or got arrested nor went to juvenile detention centers. I knew not to go to jail because my mom told everyone of us 7 boys that if we go to jail, she wasn't bailing anyone of us out of jail. Mom said, "I will come visit you but that's it because it's the choices that you make whether good or bad, you will have to suffer the consequences for your actions."

I think what shocked people about me is how amazed they were to see someone like me who endured being laughed at, made fun of, and often times discouraged from others who never thought that I would be successful. My mom kept me in church. Me and Courtney went to church with mom since me and Courtney was 2 months old. I can remember when I was a little boy how it looked like I was going to turn out to be a knucklehead. The church we attended Full Gospel Interdenominational church in Downtown Manchester showed us love. 

I acted out because my mom and my dad divorced when I was only 3 going on 4 in 1982. I was happy and sad at times. I used to be really quiet at home but acted up in Sunday school and in school. I often wondered why my mom and dad wasn't together anymore. Whenever the social worker at school would ask me if everything was alright, I often said it's okay but it bothered me why my parents split up since I started Kindergarten. If you grew up in a single parent home like me, then you would understand what I'm talking about.

I lived in Hartford for 14 years and been in Bloomfield now going on 31 years. Time has gone by so much, it's hard to believe how these days, weeks, months, and years have flown by. I was thought of as someone that people didn't know whether or not if I would graduate from high school. 🏫 I was the type of person if they needed to get an A in order to pass a class I was able to do it. It's not recommended but that seemed to be a way of life for me. I was also the type of student, who would get all the hard questions on a quiz or test correct but miss some of the easiest questions on that same test or quiz.

I never wanted to take credit for being smart 🤓 so I often hid being smart, so it would be easier for people to think I didn't know or understand my schoolwork or even understand what was going on. I couldn't make friends easily so my true friends in school were thugs. No, I didn't grow up to be a thug, I helped them with their schoolwork, and they had my back when people tried to mess with me. I was often compared to my brother Courtney because Courtney always got A's and B's from Kindergarten- 12th grade.

People started to realize if I would have focused more in school, like Courtney did, I not only would have gotten A's and B's like Courtney did in school, I would've been viewed most likely to succeed like Courtney was. I was calm, persevered, and did my best under pressure. Most people would've given up and quit but I stuck with school and graduated high school and stuck with college and graduated from Community college. I'm the only one in my family who graduated with some college degree and that's fine. My older brothers know that it's never too late if any of them wanted to go back to school and finish college. 

Till this day, I continue to stand out and be that follower who shows everyone else the potential I have to be a leader. Not all leaders are good leaders, not all followers are good followers, and not all followers show potential to be good leaders. The best way to be a good leader is to stand out and lead by example. That's a little bit more of my biography. There is more to come. God Bless You!



Thursday, May 18, 2023

More to come about me

 There is a whole lot about me that I will share.  Some of it go back since I was only 5 years old. My 40 years of being a Christian will come up soon. June 5, 1983 is when my life changed and I have a lot of journals to write about talking about the different experiences that I've been through. It all began in 1978 when I was born where me, along with my older brother Courtney who was 4 years old at the time, and my mom went to Full Gospel Interdenominational church in Downtown Manchester, CT.

Free speech on all topics is about expressing yourself and even ✍️ writing about personal experiences. There will be a lot of journaling so keep an eye out for it. There will even be a paper 📜 that I wrote in Creative Writing class back 🔙 in 2005 titled "A Letter To Paul Brightly."

Lastly, I don't mind sharing all of this because it will show how far I've come. We learn a lot about ourselves during good, bad, and ugly experiences in our life. I'm just grateful for a platform like this to not be ashamed to express myself and hopefully I can inspire others to do the same. God Bless You!



Monday, May 8, 2023

A Mother's Love 💕

 In a previous blog I mentioned about my brother Troy the wayward boy. Well in January of 1996 Troy applied for a trucking job in Clifton, TN. Troy got hired on the spot. The boss trusted Troy and let Troy stay with him. The guy could sense that Troy had a good upbringing. Troy would deliver packages and he would get paid for the mileage he drove while doing this particular job.

After about 2 weeks, the boss trusted Troy to watch the business and the money. What the boss didn't know is that Troy doing good lasted for 2 weeks, Troy had a criminal record that go back in the early 80's, and "played out" with family when Troy ripped family off. Troy stole the money and stole the boss's truck 🚛 and drove the truck into a ditch.

Troy didn't get sent back like Troy did when Troy ripped off family like normal. The boss called the cops. Troy was handcuffed but not without resisting arrest and cussing at the cops. Troy was taken to Clifton correctional where Troy resisted arrest there too and they recommended that Troy be sent to boot camp in Clifton. Troy would have 4 long months in boot camp. Troy messed up big and it was in the wrong state to mess up in.

Troy wrote mom from boot camp in Clifton. Mom wrote Troy back. After months had gone by Troy could remember all that mom had done for him and all of us 7 boys that came out of our mom's womb. After the 4 months of Troy having to get up at 4 AM doing push-ups, sit-ups, crunches, squats, jogging, etc., mom could see what Troy had been through. Troy even sent mom a pic of him and the drill Sargent from boot camp. Once Troy had completed boot camp, he was sent back to Clifton correctional.

Meanwhile, the Clifton correctional police officer called my mom and said, "Ms. Grady we have your son Troy here in jail. The only way we will let Troy out of jail is if Troy stay with you or Troy will get life in jail!" Mom pleaded, "Troy can stay with me, please don't give him life." Mom called her other son Marcus in Los Angeles, CA and told Marcus that Troy is coming home from boot camp in Clifton, TN May of 1996. Marcus responded, "Ma, how could you let that boy stay with you after all the trouble he has caused you?" Mom answered, "The police officer said the only way that they would let Troy out of jail is if I let him stay with me or they would give Troy life in jail." Marcus remember the times how Troy used to runaway from home, how he ripped mom and Marcus off, and how Troy cussed mom out in a letter ✉️ so bad that mom had to tear  up the letter and put in the garbage. 🗑️ 

Marcus had given a profound reply, "It is only a Mother's Love 💕 that would allow that boy to stay up there with you." Marcus is 💯 correct! No matter what things we say or do mom will always do all she can to try to help even when she have to show us "Tough Love." Mom thought that what Troy endured at boot camp and in Clifton correctional was enough punishment. Mom had sent one more letter to Troy in boot camp in Clifton before Troy was sent back to Hartford on a plane. The letter was sent back and said "returned back home" on it. Well, I thought I would share this story. To all of the mom's single, married, divorced, and widowed out there Happy Mother's Day! 



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