Words, illustrations, and thoughts from urban youth.
Friday, October 10, 2008
R.I.P LARRY 8-31-70 to 8-?-01
When i was about 10 this one guy used to call my house all the time. I couldnt stand him at all what so ever. I dontknow why i just didnt. i completly disrespected him. Through out my life i never had a father. i was kind of jealous of other kids cause they had one. But yea when he used to call i got angry for sum reason. It all cahnged when i found out he was my dad at his own funeral. that is the most dramatic issue i have ever went through, to find out who my dad is at his own funeral. I asked my mom why didnt she tell me, she said he was a bad guy and i wouldnt understand. I do now but that information is confidential. I really wish that i didnt treat thim the way i did. I still remeber his voice till this day. and i wish i could change time and go back and talk to him. it still makes me emotional when i think about it. I even remeber meeting him in person one day. Not knowing that was my dad. I just want to let everyone one know that i know how it feels to loose someone, jus imagine loosing that person you have always wished for. rest in peace larry.
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Sorry to hear about that.
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