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By Jim Harrison
07/24/19
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Today I wish to share about a courageous young man named P.J., who was very resourceful and also cunning. You see, he was abandoned at the age of nine and was living on the streets alone. He grew up very rapidly, but unfortunately, in his neighborhood, he had to take his lumps multiple times while growing up until he started using his wits. Eventually, he realized that two were stronger than one and six stronger than four and so on. He had his crew, and they watched out for each other, they were good boys.
As the years passed, P.J. grew into a leader with compassion and the ability to think very quickly to avoid trouble for himself and his crew, his boys, were like his immediate family.
One day Mason (a.k.a. Maverick) met a young woman, and he dated her five or six times. A few days passed as he was in route to our rally place he was accosted by three young men. One stepped forward, the one who appeared to be the alpha male. Maverick said that this dude was all in his face and my friend attempted to walk away incident-free, but that wasn't the case. A fight ensued, and the alpha male required some medical attention. Now it turns out that this man would not except the break up with the woman Joscelin that he had been dating. Maverick told him that I am seeing her now, he loudly shouted that you had your chance, Are We Clear! This young man was bold enough to respond; NO, to me it will always be as clear as mud man.
Maverick finally caught up with the rest of us, and we had much to discuss. You see, we were all new Christians having our ups and downs. One thing that we learned from the beginning was to apologize for our wrong actions. I told maverick the next day that we were going to have to find this Dywane Hickman, the guy that he had the altercation with the previous day.

At supper that evening we got a visit from our neighborhood flatfoot, after saying that I corrected myself our neighborhood police officer Jones. Once again, I stepped up and took responsibility for the scrape, knowing that I was younger and more robust than maverick. They the police did take me out of
the Group Home and sat me in their police car, and within minutes they released me due to my age I imagine, and also with a stern talking too, accompanied by, we'll be watching. I felt like there was another reason, but I couldn't put my finger on it. P.J. had made friends with the intake person at the group home in which he lived. You see they were receiving a monthly stipend for keeping a roof over P.J. and the guy's heads.

Now there's an old story floating around out there that P.J.'s father was an honorable Police Detective Sergeant gunned down in the line of duty. Most policemen will watch out for a fallen comrade's family. P.J. was a good lad growing up who had to make some colorful choices. When others in his crew wanted to gain money, the easy way P.J. having the gift of gab told them to get jobs. And to the others, we will start doing good deeds for recognition, and just maybe those of influence might hire us for regular employment. He went on to say that they might realize that we can be excellent and responsible workers.

Our pal Moose for some reason wasn't chosen for any position, and he was getting very frustrated. I asked Maverick if he would help Moose, and he agreed too. Finally, the local family-owned toy store owned and operated by Mr. Peabody needed someone to put toys together and to help when required on the cash register and even drive the panel truck when needed. Moose applied and was given a chance, after the very first day he was ready to quit. He said that working on the cash register just wasn't his thing, He continued to say that I just don't understand and I can't believe that I will ever conquer this silly machine, and said it was Clear As Mud to me and I just don't get it. Now P.J. and the crew came to a crossroad in their lives. They endeavored to make themselves better in every way. P.J. himself enrolled into night school for (Criminal Justice).

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