LIFE TAKEN, LIFE SAVED???

No this blog does not have anything to do with the countless of lives that may have been loaded in dumpsters from downtown crack houses demolished during my early teen years with Big Jake!!! I would only be at most an accomplice in those cases anyways. 

Let's start with the life taken. Like all things it starts with Cheryl. Although in this case I can't blame her for trying to be a good mom raising four children and unfortunately for her, one of those was yours truly. Hard enough dealing with my an overly sarcastic asshole and then throw in three other little fuckers. Big Jake constantly working, she was practically a single mom raising four kids. All being too young to leave at home, Cheryl would have to load all of us up in the pickle wagon and bring us with wherever she went. On this occasion we were heading to the Grand Union for some grocery shopping FUN!!! Baby Josh was placed in the seat, my sister Julie was ironically put behind the bars inside the cart with the groceries and Jodie and I were left to basically run amuck in the store. What's an amuck kid to do inside a grocery store? Well this chubby guy tried all the free food samples that were be handed out!!! I tried new chips, brownies, and finally the most delicious sausage given to me on a toothpick. After savoring all the free goodies I was left would only one thought. What do I do with this now meatless toothpick? I know the obvious answer is dispose of it in a trash bin. Well, I'm not an obvious young man and my brain at 53 STILL has not yet developed fully. Not finding a trash can in site and being in the bakery area I did what any young man would do and stuck it in a loaf of fresh baked Italian bread and went on about my business of running amuck!!! Later that night a thought occurred to me that to this day I think of. What happened to that toothpick? In my vision a family much like mine sat down to a pasta dinner and one of the unlucky family members bit into the fresh bread and was immediately stabbed in the brain by the sliver of wood. It was the biggest mistake of my life and I have regretted for all these years. To this day I try to avoid food that requires toothpicks at get togethers because I know in my hands they are lethal weapons. And at young age I took an oath to never injure with a toothpick again. I now strictly only use sarcasm to hurt!!!

Some time after this event, I became old enough to stay home and "watch" my three siblings while Cheryl ran errands. By watch , I mean usually stay in my room and record things off the radio to make my own tape of kick ass music while the other three did whatever the fuck they wanted to. Josh stood on the couch the entire time looking out the front window crying until Cheryl came back. Julie usually was over our next door neighbors house. Julie idolized Taia our 45ish neighbor, who ironically was a bank teller, and loved to spend her free time on all things making Taia look GOOD!!! Jodie had lots of friends in the hood and spent her time socializing with her peeps. On this day her and her friends were partaking in some Atomic Fire Balls during their socializing Sesh. Somehow during this activity Jodie found a way to get the Fireball lodged in her throat and blocking her airwave. Panicking she raced into the house by the crying Josh and stormed into to my room. Understanding that my Sis was having some trouble and seeing that she was holding both hands on her throat, I began to think she may be in duress. Not exactly knowing what to do we both starting running towards the only adult we knew was around in the hood and raced towards her house. On the way across the street I recalled that I learned about the Hind Lick Maneuver in school and should probably try it. I got behind Jodie and pulled in on her stomach very gingerly and got no results. She was now turning blue and on the verge of losing consciousness. We had now reached our neighbors door and Jodie began frantically banging on their door with all the energy she had left. I decided to try the Hind Lick one more time. This time I put some power into it and as our neighbors door opened the Fireball dislodged and shot into their living room. Jodie took in a deep breath and regained her color. Her life was saved. 

That makes us even universe!!!

Peace out!!!

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