Just Feel Like Venting....(Long Read)
I'm not gonna lie, myself and the people I ran with were into some shady business when we were in school. Everything from drug dealing to armed robberies...a few people who ran w/ us were even committing murders. So, it'd be expected for some of that stuff to catch up with those I ran with.
Nowadays, people ask me why do I speak out so heavily against taking the wrong path...and I think of one incident that changed my mind. The incident was: One night, three of my crew members decided to go out and commit a string of armed robberies. I was supposed to go along with them but decided to attend a family function instead. Next thing I know, I saw on the news that an off-duty cop was killed while trying robbers attempted to car jack him and his wife. I thought nothing of it until another friend called me and told me that it was the guys whom I was supposed to have gone out w/ that night. Now two of them are serving life in prison (they were 16 when they went in), and the third one was found not guilty but passed away last month (getting news of his death prompted me to write this thread). If you wanna verify this story, google the cop's name: Sergeant Melvin Grigley
I don't know if anyone can relate, but for me, it gets tiring. However, I'm extremely thankful to have turned my life around. I actually credit the work of Napoleon Hill for helping me to do that, because it was after I read his works that I completely turned my back on that life for good. As I get more and more of these stories, I can't help but feel that those stories validate the fact that I made the right choice.
Anyways, that's my venting session. If any of you have children that are flirting with the path of destruction, direct them to that story of those three guys I ran with.
"It's easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled. -- Mark Twain
"If you think you're the smartest person in the room, then you're probably in the wrong room."
Sal
When the Roads and Paths end, learn to guide yourself through the wilderness
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