In The Beginning
I was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. In 1971 at 16-years-old, my parents and I a Judge gave me a choice, either a Boys Home or the service and I picked the Marine Corps. I am a proud member of the 103rd Battalion. My military occupational specialty (MOS) was Motor Transport and I got out after four years at my last duty station in Quantico, Virginia.
I planned to hitchhike to California. I ended up in New Orleans and Bourbon Street was all it took and I was hooked.
One thing led to another, I had a kid, the marriage was short and the thing that stood out the most for me in the divorce decree was that I couldn’t see my kid. He’s 40 now.
New to Galveston
In 1985 I came to the island and worked construction building everything from decks to floors. I had an unfortunate run in with the law because of my mouth and it led me to do some time at TDC. My number was 2091621, but I’ve been out for a couple of months now and I’m trying to make a good life.
I would tell anyone out here on the corner to get down on their knees and thank Jesus for people like the ones here at Our Daily Bread. The streets are a dangerous place and Our Daily Bread is by far, the best refuge. Our Daily Bread taught me to look toward a good life and that is exactly what I plan to do–live a good life.