I was born 5-14-85 in Milwaukee WI and primarily raised by my loving and hardworking mother in between sparsely summers with my father. Because this is a different day and time I wasn't raised in the traditional two parent home. I had the luxury of having two mothers, the other in my sister with the18 year difference. They instilled in my caring, sharing, home training and hard work. As an adolescent it was normal running around having fun without a care in the world. Since we moved quite a few times, the neighborhood I am most familiar with and have the most friends come from 27th Capital and 37th Thurston( a block off Silver spring)I went to Lee, garden Holmes and Cumberland elementary schools through the 6th grade. Going to school in Whitefish Bay was different coming from MPS and being in the majority to being the minority ethnically , but that enabled me to get along and understand people with an open mind. I'm an avid sports enthusiast especially basketball and football and have been watching before I could understand what I was talking about. Since my knowledge of the game supersedes my talents I could see myself in sports journalism. During the time I spent in Louisiana with my pops when I was 13 years old was rough but in hindsight it was a beautiful thing(something I'm trying to reach to him to express). I had to make the transition from city to country. Eventually we were financially challenged. At times out lights would get turned off and rent -it -center repossessed "our stuff". Our fishing trips were more than bonding cause we ate what we caught. Through the embarrassment my early teens taught me the value of a dollar and other people reactionary tendencies to someone else struggles and how to grind to make something out of nothing, that's why we loved the sitcom"good times." School was different from the city because of my strict aunts and mama. There wasn't any slacking so it a competition with my cousins for the best grades and the incentives from an uncle didn't hurt either. I love Louisiana but I became home sick and came home to Milwaukee and Madison University high school reunited with old friends off of 27th. Sophomore year grades started to slip even though I loved going to school-just wasn't going to class for various reasons, one being I already knew what they were teaching. But eventually I graduated from CYD( career Youth Development) Unfortunately didn’t get to attend Collage because Of my situation forced me to become a man in a maximum institution around different people- deceitful, cunning ability emasculated correctional officers misusing their power and psychological warfare with the administration.
In the midst of all the surrounding circumstances I'm still keeping my self respect , striving for the better enhancing my mind, showing respect, love and loyalty.I live by a "no fronting" code and a "no Makin'it" policy and am respected by hardened prisoners and level headed correctional officers for the way I carry myself. Still in my quest for proving my innocence in Wisconsin's corrupt legal system I know most things is judge by its appearance and what is unseen and unheard counts for nothing but time is finally starting to reveal the truth and I'm not lowering my expectations of the past legal system, I'm raising my hard work and dedication to the way the misinformed public believe the system to be into a reality for Devin.
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