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“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
I recall walking home from football practice at Tyner Junior High School. I would walk behind the school because I didn't want other kids to see me walking home, or not having a ride home. They would get the car with their da...
My Dad said; “But son, were you water baptized?” I said; “Yes I was Dad.” And he said; “Jeff, you’re not my son anymore. What you have done to your people, you are worse than Adolf Hitler.” He said; “You are no longer welcome...
As I came out I heard her singing “Jesus loves me.” The faster she rocked, the louder she sang. My parents heard her and we were kicked out of the house.
Sal got to me and he looked dead at me and said; “That kid’s a cry baby. He quit last year, I don’t want him.”
"I don’t have to worry and feel like the outcast, that I don’t have a father. "
