Daily Archive for December 27th, 2007

Four Boys and A Neighbor

Published on December 27, 2007 in For the Record and Relationships. 4 Comments Tags: , .

Cry Baby (age 13) – No, no, don’t call the police. I’m on probation. I’ll go to jail for 6 months. It was M, it wasn’t me.

M (age 14) wasn’t yet across the street so he had no clue he was being blamed for everything.

Concerned Neighbor wanted to say: Jail! You in jail? You’re the same kid who got his ass kicked by a skinny little something. You fell on the ground and cried like a girl because he kicked you. What on earth do you think you’d do when some big boys get a hold of you?

Concerned Neighbor said- Probation? You’re 13. You shouldn’t even know the word probation.

Little Pimp wanna be (age 9) stood white as snow nearly in tears next to Cry Baby and his little brother. M was still across the street hiding in the bushes. They kept calling to him. I wasn’t sure if he was going to run or join the blame party. Finally he came over and stood with us.

Cry Baby’s brother (age 9)- If you call the police my Dad is going to whoop my ass. Continue reading ‘Four Boys and A Neighbor’

Proud

Published on December 27, 2007 in For the Record. 2 Comments

It almost doesn’t seem real to watch him, 6 foot something with an instrument in his hand playing so professionally. I’ve heard him only once in real life. I was amazed. So, I kind of watch from a distance, from video posted on his blog and read the blogs themselves, stuff like that. I watch him grow, watch him stumble around making youthful mistakes and go every which way but the right way. Oh what my mother must say. He hasn’t mentioned her. He mentioned the death of my grandfather and the chain of events that would surely take place after it. But other than that he talks about his love life or lack there of, the dangerous games he plays and the drinking that leaves him void of control. I try not to think about it. I want to leave a comment so badly on his blog I can’t see straight, but I don’t do it. What on earth would I say? I don’t even know him anymore. I’ve seen him once in concert when he was 15. The time before the concert he was 3 years old being taken away from us. Now there he stands, tall, grown up, professional. It amazes me. Continue reading ‘Proud’