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My co worker mentioned to me something that he saw on the news, I think it was what he heard on the radio on his drive in to work. A woman, a Black young woman, who was babysitting was thrown off the public bus by the bus driver in the pouring rain. This morning, I heard it mentioned on the radio, so I did some checking up on it. The bus company is that of Rochester, NY, RTS. The woman had 2 small children, I think they said the kids were 1 year olds. The children and a stroller, she was having a hard time managing. Another rider got off the bus they were both on. He got off to HELP her on to another bus, the bus she was thrown off of. I don't know what was the problem. The woman offered to pay, and she did, for the man who helped her on the this bus. The fact that the bus wasn't the man's bus, but he was there to help her. The bus driver got angry, for what, I don't know and told her she had to leave. When she said she wasn't, because she said she didn't do a...

I am not a Father, though I wish I was. Guess it wasn't in the cards. But, I did and...lets say, I've have had the practice in. Ha Ha. This morning I read an article in the newspaper. The write told of how and the local jail, which is a 10 storied building, how this guy was yelling from the window at his girlfriend/wife and his kids, 3 of them... Telling them to listen to their mother and to 'be' nice. A lot went through my head on those couple of paragraphs. One, him yelling AT his kids FROM a jail cell, IN JAIL. If something isn't wrong with that picture. AND him telling his kids to listen to their mother and to BE nice. If..that just isn't right. This guy has no one else to blame, but himself really. I told the writer in an email how I felt. I know my thoughts, put into words had me all over the place too. All I checked was my spelling, and thank God for Spell Check also. I don't care what society says about single parent mother's on Father...

On the 25th of June, I'm taking a trip back to The Bronx, and... ...my main reason for going is that on that night, at 7 pm, there is a Hip Hop celebration in Crotona Park in The Bronx. All the old school Rappers and people in the music business are suppose to show up. I hear a concert is going to happen. We will see. Three days later, I will have had 3 months away from where I was born and raised. Bus leaves at 8 am and gets there at 3 pm. Returning, leaves at 11:30 pm and gets here at 4:55 am. 5 hours and 5 minutes later, I will have to be at work. SWEET!! No biggie, 6 hour bus ride and I will be sleeping all the way. What am I going to do in NYC? I planned as much as I can to the last detail, but knowing me and NYC, things can change. I was going to get a motel room, but I know too many people other than family, that can and will put me up. But being away, even this short amount of time, people change. And sometimes it's for the worse. I'm going to stay with my ex/...

Okay where do I start. I will start with Slenderman. I heard about what those 2 12 year olds did, and that's bad.Here is my say so on the matter.... They believed what they believed because they read it on the internet, or in some book. Most likely, it was the internet. Me, being an adult, there are things in this world that I can't to begin to explain. But what I heard a radio host explain, I feel the same way. A guy called in and said that there was not such thing as Slenderman, that it doesn't exists. Radio host ask him does he believe in God? Yes the call said. Radio guy asked, so have you seen him? Caller says no. Radio guy says, so how do you know he is real? So, I ask this woman the same thing, but she said she has seen God..and Angels  and Demons. I think she was trying to seem like she was very Spiritual. She goes to Church all day on Sunday, Bible Study on Wednesday and Women's meeting on Saturday. So I say to her, so do you believe in Santa Claus and Th...

One of my Army buddies posted on his Facebook timeline a picture of a Camero, he said he wanted one. I reminded him what he did to my car MANY years ago back at Idar-Oberstien, West Germany. Ron had married a Germany woman, but not just any German woman mind you. She was and still is beautiful. Back then, 1977..oh my God. She was the model of all things beautiful. I think he knew that too. I was and still am happy for the two of them when they got together and married. Although they aren't married any longer, in my heart, they still are. Ron, asked could he borrow my car to go home. He didn't live on post in The Housing Area, he lived down in the town. Since I had a car, a car I traded a guy, my stereo for his car...hey, it was a fair trade... I wasn't going any where, so I let Ron borrow it. He said he will return it in the morning. Morning came and I asked for my keys. He told me it went dead downtown, and he just left it there. One..my FIRST car ever, in a Country, E...

...and went to this restaurant/club where all the good looking people seemed like where they would hang out. The only reason why I went was because after driving by a couple of times, I have to admit, I like the way the people looked and dressed. It was after work corporate attire, nice dresses, and business suits. People where standing around talking, but most were sitting at tables outside ad inside. I was dressed nicely also. Non discript black sneakers, white t-shirt and a denim rolled up sleeve shirt, which was a button down. I felt comfortable, ready to mingle and have a good time. BOY did I have a good time. Being this was my first time at this place AND this place has only been open for a couple of months... I guess it was still trying to find it's 'group' of people, it's 'regulars', or the 'look' they were going for. As soon as I stepped in the door I was approached by a VERY good looking woman. She could have stepped out of a model magazine...