Chapter 2 of my life
We would go home and do our homework and go outside when we finished. I remember one day we went outside to play Cool Daddy as at work and only Big Cool and Uncle Cold Daddy would be there. Big Cool was chasing us one day around the car and he had fell and hurt his knee,
Big Cool did not cry about it but we did have some jokes, because of the way he had fell, afterwards we just went into the house. Big Papa had sparks, rhythm, and class. As to me I was your average slim man that had no rhythm. I remember Big Papa would always teach me how to dance but for anything I could not dance I was all off beat and he had jokes for me. Big Papa and I would sit in front of the house and talk about how it would be when we get older. Big Papa wanted to be a Teacher and I wanted to be a Web site builder. he loved challenges in life taking things for granted, so that was a challenge to Big Papa to become a Teacher. Big Papa and I wanted to but our grandfather a big house, because the house we stayed in was to small for us, and wanted to get a nice car because Cool Daddy was on the bus. We wanted to do that because Cool Daddy was taking care of everyone in that house and we thought that would be a great gift for him. Either one of us had doubts that we could not make it. We would make it together as one not as two, because that’s how we was.
Big Papa father was a serious person, who loved his spices, his motorcycles, and of course his tight pants. I guess that’s where I got my spices from and Big Papa got his body from. Big Daddy had hope and dreamed to become a real estate owner; his was going to school to get his degree in that. In May 1990 that was the last time I had seen my cousin. One day in November he had went to a club to celebrate her bosses birthday and a strange lady had came into the club with a shotgun and started a argument with my cousin for what reason I still don’t know, she had shotgun my cousin in the topsoil. Big Papa and I were 19 Larry was 15, and Jay was 13. I really did not grow up with him I still remember some of the thing he did when he was there.
We were already here a couple of years and a death already had happen in our family. The person that killed Cool Daddy received 5 years in jail and 5 years probation, so as I write this book he is out on the street. We were all to young to know about the Cool daddy death, but Big Papa told us that he is a better place where we would see he again. And as we got older we were realizing that the word death is what shocked us, that brought our family closer together. Seeing a loved one leave so quickly in devastating, after that he got older and wiser, he knew that his father will not be coming back. he disliked the lady that took her father away from him. I remember when we would go to sizzler with Big Papa and we would be on the bus and would see he Inglewood cemetery he just started crying because his knew his father was there. He would ask Big Papa every time "is my father in there" but he was not there. Just to think of his father lying somewhere where he should not be would make him cry and think about his father. He needed his father to be there at that age. It was a part of him that was not there anymore as he got older.
Big Papa was the type of guy that would fight over his father that's if you were to talk about his father in any kind of way that would offend him. I can recall we were at Bogalusa hart junior high school, we were in the bathroom and a girl disliked him and Janice said his father so my cousin socked her right in the face. And after that she never spoke to my cousin again. I never was your type of guy to fight; I would go and get him to fight for me. I guess he did that because I had a heart problem that slowed me down a little. he was a heavy-handed person.