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How to get to grow up in a middle class family living in a suburb of Los Angeles in 1966 on the back of a police car patrol April 27, 1980? Choices and decisions! No! It was not my father or mother to blame, there was no society, and it was decisions. The events that are about to read are true as I remember, the names have been changed to the identity of those who disagree with a part of history, must be protected.

We moved from West52nd Street in Los Angeles in 1966 just after the Watts riots, dear mother wanted a better life for our children, I am the youngest of four, two boys two girls, the youngest son of my mother might have, yes, it is was I something special. Just like before we moved, the mother called me the love of our rented house and says, "Baby, Dear Mama has to say something, she went on to say, dear mother, you know that you are no better to anyone but you are only as good as anybody. "My mind is not in 11 yearsunderstand why they said that even though I lived so since then. It was not until I was in prison at San Quentin at the age of 28 years that I understood why my mother gave me love, that life lesson.

It was my 12th birthday and we were living in our new home in Valinda, CA, I marijuana was introduced, our neighbor and a group of his friends were always high in his garage, being curious, I wandered and wondered what they were doing. The neighbor boy was 18or 19 and had his own car and what I thought was rather cool, and he told me, and I said, I Who May be some Tommy neighbor up the street, said that if you roll up. Then I made my first attempt at a shared role, fell apart when they tried to light, so that gave me one and I high. My mother and father both smoked and I never know the smell of marijuana and did not know a thing when I went home, high and paranoid. Throughout my short life in South Central Los Angeles, Inever seen or heard of marijuana that was the suburbs.

My grades in school have always been above average, even though I only worked out to be average, and when I started sneaking around always up and begins to stay with the children who think, my ratings average, and were not much better. I've been a friend of my father molested at the age of 5 are, the guy was right when my three brothers were there, and then sent them to the store to continue ITS perversion, this incident wasexperienced by the child, the neighbors next door harassing me three times before his site to another child. No! I never said, not my mother or father does not know why I did not say, and my father to this day, because it does not bless him learn.

I began to commit petty crimes, 1Oth grade, a boy named Snake, (who do most of the people called snake is not the right thing?) To me there was a man about 37 years, knows that a criminal and bought stolenGoods. I left my first home, the year has a gun and a few other things and I thought it was cool, my friend and I split the stuff and I held the gun. Snake and I collapsed a house four doors form the house we lived in nearly reached as we wanted to give the house next to him and saw a young man who was paralyzed in a meeting house and saw us. I did not know that get caught. My senior year, I swore daily smoking grass this year and all year(What a waste). This year me and my best friend in his canary yellow 1956 Chevy Bel Air, we were not the color bar and music flash fired, ganja, as it was legal, was when the police pulled in behind us, and we in panic, drove around the corner and I was watering the weeds out of the plastic bag, but not, and threw it beside the car when it finally stopped. Officers found the weed and took two of us for the Sheriff's station. I had to dosome stupid things and my father wanted a disciplinarian, but his mother to intervene and save myself. Sheriff Station neither he nor I would have to cop the weeds, our parents were required to take and I knew he was in a barrel from my father, but no, he was very, very disappointed, and I was grounded.

I went to my senior year of high school, smoking weed with my doubts record intact and curious to learn from my High School Guidance CounselorI had 200 credits and needed only 150 graduates, so in February 1972, I graduated mid-term. I could be a story about me as a great athlete, ladies man, but it would be a lie. I was disoriented, confused child who did not have much life experience and who have never had sex with a woman. My friend who was then, the love of my life Anja, Anja, and she was much loved, much more mature than me, I could barely hold a conversation, and was afraid ofRead aloud. I was the guy that was adapted for a group I with a young man with no real identity. I was an African-American who grew up in my formative years, with very few African Americans around me, I saw ethnic hatred that was born in Kilgore Texas in 1954, he moved to California at the age of 1 year . We returned to visit their grandparents every summer until I was 16, Dad died and my father, Dad Son. , I was teased by the young blacks in Texas, itsSpeakers California "Ninja", then I would be under my words in silence, and when back in Valinda said, as he was with the group.

In February 1972 my father asked me on Saturday, "Son, what are you doing," I was always ready to play pinochle with my brother-in-law Charles and some of his friends, I said something like, not white do. My father went on to say: "My son, not a grown man to go to sleep when I work and live in my house, so you have 3 ways you can get a job, goor go to school! "I decided to go with the SU Navy, my brother had to fill my head with stories of the Pac West and the Philippines. So, March 30, 1972 (my birthday) I was in the center of armed insertion forces Los Angeles oath of service, and on my way to basic training in San Diego were. The night before a few of my friends with a party and I knew that going into service, so she gave me a bag + Great oz weedsI continued the trip to San Diego, the other recruits were trying to smoke on the back of the bus and talk about how I was smoking weed was evident as a cigarette. I quit smoking in the parade, before I by one of the recruits, the guys over there are about turn was said in an interview mentioned, so the weeds given to someone else and when we came to a temporary destination Our barracks That night they reluctantly thrown into the toilet.

I ended up with CPR 3, RecruitChief Petty Officer third class, and ran my way through boot camp, I was driving on the bearer makes my bed and fold clothes. Was a real under achievers. There was an incident were one of the boys of our team is rumored to be gay. One night, Perez was in my bunk and says: I like you, so I get up and go to the toilet, followed by Perez Simon Head office and go and go and do with him what was the neighbor I Made an early age . When Perez says, OK, Jordan, I turn, Iwas angry and said some things not-quotable him. My thought was, I'm not gay, but I just had sex with a man, the old, if the pitching, you're not gay rule was in force. I've been through boot camp at my school, my father surprised me to see something finally finish. To my surprise I was told to go to Lemoore Naval Air Station Lemoore CA. I was angry, I do not think that joined the Navy to return to school, I enrolled for the Philippines, so I will askWest Pac, and while home on leave from boot camp my new orders came for me on the USS Hancock in Subic Bay naval base in the Philippines report.

When I arrived at the airport is never in an airplane before I had held my carryon bag, yes you guessed it $ 2 10 bags of marijuana. I had no idea that someone could check my bag, to prevent the grass was right when the guard asked me to open my bag, I just learned that I go to jail. To mySurprise when I saw the bag quickly insert your hand on top of open bags weed and I know that he saw, but said nothing, so my first flight from Los Angeles International Airport Was a Treasure Island near San Francisco, CA. The next day we boarded a military jump to Alaska then in Japan later Clark Air Force Base and a bus trip to Subic Bay. I had two friends in my team with me for the flight and we were smoking pot in 30,000 feet until one of the hostesses said other passengersare in mourning.

When we went to Clark Air Force Base, was the wet I've ever experienced and I was ready to sow some wild oats, I had no idea that about 2.5 months, I would once again waiting on the content of the position, to my surprise, an honorable discharge, but I could win again. The Philippines had been a fool for too undisciplined young, I never reported missing the USS Hancock and had not been for the grace and the basis for me to play football captain BaseTeam, I received on time, and Brig / or a dishonorable discharge. Apparently the captain had his clerk in order for me to withdraw from assigned USS Hancock and Subic Bay, and glitch due to some thought to the USS Hancock, I was in Subic Bay Subic Bay and I thought it was the Hancock, My mother was for basic research and the ship to talk with me contacted. I was caught with a black militant group called the Mau Mau, I was with drugs, cough syrup and heroin, smokingHeroin in particular, and I have a couple of times long distance. I stopped in a test of themselves, with the king, the son of "Papa Jack" a former Navy African American man, a restaurant owned Olongapo City, King and I, during a fight and have impact on the been felt throughout the West Pac. I was at the barracks Chefs get high sleep a day, but my left ear pierced, and was involved in the offense was committed more troops, until by the Provost Marshall, one morning, research, WHEREhave found a lot of things and other weeds. By-the-art, stole the Chapter President Mau-Mau many things from the rest of us, before leaving for home. While the Office of the Provost Marshall's office, the transformation was asked: "Would you leave the Navy?" I said: Yes, my mother is sick and my girlfriend is pregnant, is at the same time. Here's how I got my honorable discharge.

I was in Subic Bay, Clark Air Force Base escorted under armed guard, there was a storm on the ships wereSeventh Fleet, and they suspected that I was involved in planning. Nothing could be further from the truth, I could not plan even for breakfast always on time, and the only thing I had from my experience here in the Philippines, heroin stomach Jones and memories of a wild 2.5 months. I returned to the Treasury Iceland for unloading and when he went with some types more for Oakland cop some heroin, while outside I saw the movie, Super Fly and thought that is what I amcut out for. When he finally arrived in Los Angeles, I saw myself in the mirror and said, 'Boy, your mother does not recognize you, I was 6' 2 "and weighs about 165 to about 205 when I left three months ago.

I came home a great disappointment to my father, I was again able to get something up, you know, I'm not an addict because I was not with heroin, I have a couple of times I came home with Tommy, the guy from the garage of a neighbor when I was 12 years,and his friend Curtis. I got my first real high by mainlining heroin with Curtis, and was so pleased with the high, I wanted to do it again, I knew I would be addicted. I get tired Jr. College, Mt Sac in Walnut, California, was not to exceed the guidelines, and found myself committed petty crimes, get a break-in, an inside job, the expense of love for my mother and father of her first experience with the police to their house for me. I was able to negotiate a trip to California because of the YouthAuthority, the same place I was going to try hard enough liked, whereas I had a Mama's Boy All my life and had been molested need, I need to take to prove to myself. In 1973, I came to California Youth Authority in Norwalk, CA Reception Center, where I grew Bunch said, or through travel crib, I had no idea what he said, came to Harvey and diffuse the situation, tell me, the next time someone in the face I had more to rise above them. Eventually INelson continued to fire the train to Dewitt. I looked in penitentiary, where thrive the structure and consequences of both staff and inmates. I met a young man named Noble was a courteous and polite people I ever met, especially in a prison, said yes, thank you no thank you, please, and not one to be confused with the way He was a fighter very good as well. Noble and I were friends, and I raised with good manners, things thatI learned at home and had a surprise for years now I feel good and I could do and say. I finished second Camp Fire training class and was able to get what I want to go Campfire. I went to Oak Glen in San Bernardino Mountains.

While in Oak Glenn grab the lead on the fire crew was called, and I used to have followed the team back to the road for two miles back to our work, I was really good shape and wanted the university after my issue I wanted to go to the jumpUniversity of Alabama and play for Coach Bear Bryant, who told me Do CYA consultant: "They want to be a small fish in a big pond or big fish in a small pond. My mother, father and sisters to see me and you, my parents never did, or are turned back, despite everything through. I 'probation in 1974 and ended up at Cal State Fullerton, and when I went for a walk on the football team, but my lack of discipline is always been my fall, landed steal local restaurants with plansrobs a small casino in Nevada (an inside job), and Buddy in the meantime I robbed a brothel in Orange County and the criminal was caught. I called for a re-commitment to the CYA, and there is extra time, I landed on the Ventura School for Girls a CYA facility was co-ed gone. I designed both academically and physically, and was offered by Ventura Jr. College to play for their football team, as we do in off the reasons were college program Coach James wanted a shot. Superintendentat CYA facilities, he said, "No, sir WAY, you had your chance and decided that a" criminal, that was true and I thought it was never against it, I decided my life.

I came out of CYA, January 10, 1976 has not been lost to Laura, his three sisters and his father was involved with an African American, Valinda back in with my father, he and my mother had divorced after 30 years, my father was a functional alcoholic all my life that work every day, sometimes two jobs, full-and part-time jobFood on the table and a roof over their head. Just wanted time to relax on weekends at 19 my mother was 16 when she married and my mother had me when she makes her fourth child was 22. I had the opportunity, my high school girlfriend, Anja this year and are back together I wanted to see was my heart, but I knew that I was not that Anya was necessary, I chose Laura. 3 + We had a stormy year, where he had two abortions of our children know, and while II stayed with her praise in my heart for her life a living hell, which only served to further ruin. I was about what I had feared, a drug addict without awareness. I was a decision the way to the black hole that appears on a wall, when I look at it for several minutes. But, thank God, I have never left, I know God, because I was not not care.

I met Frank Cowboy 17:16 and I was 25 going 26 with my brother Ron's apartment in FebruaryIn 1980, I was pulling off robberies and was always high and sexual perversions that were beginning to consume me have been involved. Smoking was cool, Angel Dust, mixed with bullets speed Lovely, cocaine and heroin. Cowboy and Frank were robbing gas stations, so I asked if the odds are the prison should not have been more money earned. We agreed on a work we do together a DIY shop robbed and fled, and decided to pull a drug dealer, we wanted to kill the guy who was the dealerAssociate Ralph, who would later be involved as partners with us crime. Cowboy Frank and I grabbed the cocaine dealer who escaped with their lives, because he refused to be bound and gagged. , I went to Florida and Nevada Cowboy Frank stayed at home. Cowboy has some trouble, so we returned and that, when we applied Myrvyn Rob's Department Store in Upland California. We were born a plan that we are on Thursday, April 24, 1980 launched the plan went wrong but Joey, Frankbrother and I were able to talk our way into every thought save us from West Covina Sister, was Cowboy Christmas 1979 was thus provides all the details. I was determined not to mess with the following information Friday night, armed during the robbery attempt, Frank, Ralph and I went to one of the buildings and the cribs lied our way into the interior.

Everything seemed to go to great value was surrounded on local lawLaw Enforcement, we actually got away, and good police work brought me back to the witnesses, and as evidence, the case for our arrest. On Saturday evening the last time has never been in prison anywhere for the next 22 + years. Me fighting my case, and it looked good, he wanted my mother to the $ 10K, which was characterized by a lawyer of great power called my stepfather Jesse had to pay in the past. I refused an offer of my mother, even if I declare my innocence, that no one wouldlisten. Eventually I was tried and eventually found guilty, Cowboy has a contract for five years, Frank was a contract for 11 years, Ralph granted immunity from prosecution, after seventeen months in county jail have been convicted of Life + 2 years; Life + 1 years and 11 years 4 months successively served. While in San Bernardino County jail, I got to meet some very interesting characters, while there, I bent down to a very low, and preyed on the weak for a while '. I was a tank on bossB-south and met a man the bus to go to court one day this boy was a member of a gang in prison and was of a different race, I never was given of ethnicity, as people are dealt with after all, my friend was then a Mexican-American, two of my partners in crime, where Anglo American, and I came from an ethnically mixed neighborhood. This guy let's call toughguy Rick, a member of a white prison gang told me that I have no problems in prison, because everyRespect for me and gave me good advice, not point, "ie," is a gang in prison. The much praised, I can not do, in fact, I said, there were three things that do not, it could be. Let me someone to do something that the death penalty for themselves. According to PC, that is, go into protective custody. The third period spent in prison.

, I came to CDC Guidance Center in Chino, California in September 1981, I had the Correctional Counselor was asked to manage the flow of myAlphabet Group, where I went to which I replied, Tehachapi, where he knew he was a college program, the adviser said, that will not happen, you have more than 104 points, so I thought, would eliminate the hardest part and the Folsom Prison State said that the end of the line with San Quentin. I arrived at San Quentin State Prison late October 1981. I quickly discovered three things, first jail was dope as much as the streets. According Being a man of few words. Third is to sit still in the penhard. I quickly started using manipulation to gain an advantage and watched everything and everybody. An old man with the nickname of forced "Slow Joe" was the second Prime clock race run-tier stock in a section, Vicious, Mike was the second race of the second floor level and these were the two guys I spoke with more . I was on the third pitch after orientation, I have a little 'more because the counselor, I thought of one by the name of Jordin, who had recently stabbed a council of state, remained a prisoner in the contextJordin sitting member of imprisonment on probation.

It 'was during the 20 months in San Quentin, I had a real epiphany, and realized that no one but me was my fault, was not in prison because my mother had refused to allow me a bag study at Bishop Amat High School to accept in1969, when I come on 9 class, it was because my father did not intervene and override them, it was because I dropped the ball, I decided to join, I decided that medo my best and my best, and now it was my turn to do better, better, accountability, responsibility, and try to somehow transform my life. NO! I had grown increasingly high or the criminal mentality. This is Jimmy introduced me to a previous conviction was serving his sentence for Second Life (words), for the crime of murder. This transfer would have an impact of age for the rest of my time in prison and should help to shape my story today. I wasrecently said that the elderly Big Steve detainee died in prison, well, Big Steve was instrumental in the Lord allows me to kill the old Michael.

I words, May 9, 2002, probation and June 15, 2005, dismissed Yes, I replied that c-number 39094, that part of my past. I went with a better person through it. Of course I would have done things very differently in hindsight, but then I would be someone else and not the man I am today. Husband, wife firstNow July 16, 2002, had two daughters form of my beloved former marriage. I was his health since 1995, and two knee replacement in 2000, and have a right total hip replacement scheduled for May. I got word from my success and financial disaster, along with declining health, I have yet to regain faith in God and the ability to order.

The dialogue with me, contact me at my blog Michael "Ground" Jordan, we are able to interact, and it is possible yourThe opinions, ask questions and get to know. So my story to keep in mind when you are against them, or if you are a child or loved one, you know someone in the dust and the mud was, and who by the grace of God come through on the winning side .

I was arrested on 27 April 1980, I was saved by me!