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Sins Of The Fathers

Anthony Dixon

 

Sins of The Fathers

Mona was someone not of this world, someone who possessed Angelic qualities, her propensity for caring led her to the Medical field, Empathy flowed from her Heart to her grateful Patients. Her willingness to embrace  fellowship touched me and I will never stop loving her for that, the Skin she lived in paled mine, though the Color of our Soul was one and the same, she treated me like her Brother and that is what that was totally unique about her from the rest of her Family. Mona was a Rare Flower born into a Savage Garden of Haters for a Family, some had colourful and Dubious backgrounds. I met her from working with her two no good Brothers they were young Men who had inherited a Famly’s Legacy of Hate.

Their Uncle was one of my Supervisors, a Hater who was too polite to let his true feelings show. One thing about Haters that I became skilled at was Body Language and overall communication with People of different colors. I will forever be talking about my English Literature Teacher, she told me to always seek to find out what the Author isn’t saying. I took that advice to the next Level into conversations, call me presumptuous but I know what you mean without you saying it outrightly, I guess that’s a form of Prejudice but I had good Teachers. To say she had a Thorny Family History is an understatement of great Proportion.

Story told one of her uncle  living in an abusive relationship with his Wife’s Family, one day went off the Deep End, chased his Brother-in-law down Main Street and shot him Dead like one of the Deers he Hunted. Hate is a Pandora’s Box once opened you never know how or what it’s going to manifest into. Sure he had extenuating circumstances but the undercurrent made it easy to carry out the Deed. I am a firm Believer that for every mass Shootings that have occurred over the last thirty years Hate is the underlying current, Mental Illnesses is only part of the Equation. Several Months ago in my Home State of Florida a Kid went to School, shot and Killed seventeen of his Classmates, gingerly exited the Building, went to McDonald’s and bought A Meal.

Whatever the Catalyst that brought the Hate to a Crescendo is of no significance, this young Man was filled with Hate. Mona’s Family Indoctrinated their Children in a Legacy of Hate, she was an Oasis in the Desert she Inherited. Nonetheless she stood Tall and Proud to be a Child of God she carried herself like Mother Teresa and showered all with equal kindness. Her Brothers were Carbon Copies of their parents, they Loved Tupac, not for telling War Stories but for Spattering the N word all over his Lyrics, each time he spat the Word they Salivated, they had a Huge Collection which told me how Rap Music got so big, Haters love to hear the word spoken by the owner.

Ironic that they would invite me to their Home to eat their food and drink their Liquor, as if to Brag to their parents that they found a good one, as in Guess who is coming to Dinner, She was my Favorite Movie Star until one Day on fifty fifth Street she was struggling with a heavy Box up the Stairs to her Townhouse, I called her by Name and asked her if I could help her. She Stereotyped me shuddered with Fear and Repelled my offer to help her. Now here I am reliving the Movie in Mona’s Home the Day before Thanksgiving, having a Beer in the Living Room. It was there that I met her Boyfriend, he was someone that I had met years earlier when he was a Kid in his Father’s Automotive Parts Store.

The Person he had grown into shuddered my Human instincts with Fear, upon the introduction I extended my hand, the Hair on the back of my Neck stood straight like a Cat ready to do Battle. Animals have sences we rarely posses, they perceive Threats and Danger when we don’t. The Automotive Business was good to his Family they Became Well off. Like any other spoiled rotten Rich Kid he plundered his huge Allowances,  Crack Cocaine was his Penchant, that was what my instincts picked up on when my naked eyes didn’t. Those same instincts told me he was a Hater, the look he gave me when our Eyes Bounced was that of what are you doing here, you don’t belong. I had seen that Look many times living in the Neighbourhood where the Family’s Business was located.

I was impervious to that Look because of my early Training, Mother always told us that they might Hate you, but they will Respect you for the Job you do and the way you carry yourself. She said whatever job you do be the very best at it, they will Hate you for being the best while loving you for it. Isn’t it ironic I paid huge Rent to be away from Hood Life yet Crack was all around me in an Affluent Neighborhood, all because their Parents Funded their Habits with huge Allowances. Mona’s Boyfriend was the Latest Victim of the Coca Plant that goes back as far as Hernan Cortes1500 AD Conquests. By wanting to Marry into Money she became a victim also. Her Parents were too busy Hating to warn her of the Dangers of selling your Soul for Money. Peer Pressure is a Dangerous Social Disease, from wanting to be with him she did what he did to stay together, what a Tragedy for someone of Her Character to Befall.

 

When my Kids were in High School we argued a lot about Peer Pressure, she didn’t believe it was as Formidable as I did, but I knew different from watching my Best Friend in High School Plying his Girlfriend to Smoke Weed with us. She was strong, all through H.S. she never took a Drag, she waited till she was Married to him and smoked Crack with Him while she was Pregnant producing three Crack Babies, another Tragedy in my Life that I witnessed including Mona’s. It was getting late Thursday the Eve of Thanksgiving, I said goodbye to Mona and her Family. The weekend passed, watching the News Monday Morning I learned that Mark had beaten Mona badly  that Thursday Night over the last Hit of Crack, tied her up Duct Taped her Mouth and left Her in a Closet for three Days Pregnant with His Child, she went Home to Jesus Talking Her Heart of Gold. Absolutely Mind boggling, she survived Her Family’s Legacy of Hate and bad Karma to be Succumbed by Crack Cocaine. Parting Words ” Only the Good Die Young”.

 

P.S

Sins of the Father or Sins of the Fathers derives from Biblical references (primarily in the books Exodus, Deuteronomy, and Numbers) to the sins (or iniquities) of one generation passing to another. The idea has been conveyed paraphrastically into popular culture.

P.S.P.S.

Niel Young ” You who are on the Road must have a code that you can live by and so let the past be a goodbye”

Life, Parenting And Relationships

It’s Only A Tool

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

My Cousin Constance was a Great Seamstress and Designer, there is no Doubt in my mind that if she had lived long enough she would have been Branded. My Mother noticed that I had a Flair for Fashion so at eighteen she sent me to live with Connie when I squeaked through High School with no intention of going on to College. She wanted me to learn Fashion Design. It was there that I met a Man in her fitting Room that Shaped the rest of my Life. He was a Pioneer in Electronic Goods, one of the Founders of Radio Shack, his Net worth at that time was five Hundred Million. Other than John Gotfreund he was the most unpretentious Person That I have met in my Life.

Sure I was impressed sitting in the same Room conversing with someone of his Stature for over two Hours, he was well Versed in Matters of the World. We spoke about Politics, Religion, Money and Parenting. On Politics he quoted Twain ” always support your Country,  your Government only when it deserved it” he warned me of Nixon’s Downfall before Watergate, because he was unscrupulous. The Man was a Visionary and a Teacher he Bombarded my Mind with Quotations and Knowledge.  He told me that a Person’s greatest Assets weren’t a Head full of Knowledge, but a Heart full of Love an Ear ready to Listen and a Hand willing to help others, he also said that Money was only a Tool to do good things and not to Worship it.

He was a Man of his word, when his two Sons graduated College instead of making them Vice-presidents and giving them offices on the twenty six floor in his Conglomerate, he started them at the Bottom. He gave them Jobs working in his Road Construction Company Laying Blacktop in Texas 115 Degrees Weather. I was startled by that information, I thought to be Cruel and unjust to do to College Educated Men, I questioned why. His response I didn’t want them to develop Rock Star’s Mentality and Pissed my hard work away, also to teach them the value of a Dollar. I was blown away with his Parenting Skills, he said that most Men can stand Adversity but if you want to test a Man’s Character give him Power, out of the Mouth of Lincoln.

Talking with this Man for two Hours was the equivalent to writing the Thesis on how to live the rest of my Life. Things didn’t workout with my Cousin,  I returned to New York only to be bombarded with offers from Criminal elements, at twenty one I turned down an offer to make five thousand Dollars a week working for Organized Crime. How many kids from the Bronx could resist an offer like that,  six months before I went to Texas I would have taken the offer.

Two years earlier I introduced my cousin to a Man, working for him my Cousin became very Wealthy, caught five Bullets and did fifteen years in Prison. With all the advice of how to live and not to Worship Money, today I am alive and never spent one Day in Prison telling young Wannabes that Money isn’t everything. Today I work in a Justice System I see fourteen years old coming to Court and getting Remanded, not going home for a long time. At fourteen I had Connections that made local Drug Dealers envious of a Kid. Drug Dealers have always targeted Juveniles to do their Bidding. In Venezuela kids as young as twelve years old are Hitmen and Gang Members chasing the Buck. Many Days I sit in the Hallways of the Courthouse and ponder what can I do to make an impact on just one of these young people who are being inducted into the System. A week ago I got my answer, Emanuel Donaldson popped on my Website, he was Arrested for committing four Murders in Tampa. I wrote a Blog titled Knowing the Signs where I mentioned him, that means that young Men in Prison are taking a look at my Life, knowing that they are a lot like I was. Only difference is I made the right choices and was rewarded with my Freedom. To all you young People under Lockdown let this Blog be the Compass to the rest of your life, living Pac’s Life is short lived, all the Money he made will be spent by by others who probably was involved in his Demise. Once again let me tell you Money is only a Tool it’s not worth Dying for. Over the years I became a firm Believer that there are no chance meetings and that Devine Intervention do exist. Parting Words, do not teach your Kids to Worship Money.

Related insights

 

You can hire someone to drive a car for you, make money for you – but you can not rent someone to carry your disease for you. One can find material things, but there is one thing that can not be found when it is lost – “life”.

Treat yourself well, and cherish others. As we get older we are smarter, and we slowly realize that the watch is worth $ 30 or $ 300 – both of which show the same time.

Whether we carry a purse worth $ 30 or $ 300 – the amount of money in the wallets are the same. Whether we drive a car worth $ 150,000, or a car worth $ 30,000 – the road and distance are the same, we reach the same destination.

If we drink a bottle worth $ 300 or wine worth $ 10 – the “stroller” will be the same.

If the house we live in is 300 square meters, or 3000 square meters – the loneliness is the same.

Your true inner happiness does not come from the material things of this world. Whether you’re flying first class, or economy class – if the plane crashes, you crash with it.

So, I hope you understand that when you have friends or someone to talk to – this is true happiness!

Five Undeniable Facts-

1. Do not educate your children to be rich. Educate them to be happy. – So when they grow up they will know the value of things, not the price.

2. Eat your food as medicine, otherwise you will need to eat your medicine as food.

3. Whoever loves you will never leave you, even if he has 100 reasons to give up. He will always find one reason to hold on.

4. There is a big difference between being human and human being.

5. If you want to go fast – go alone! But if you want to go far – go together!

And in conclusion,

The six best doctors in the world.

1. Sunlight

2. Rest

3. Exercise

4. Diet

5. Self-confidence

6. Friends

Keep them in all stages of life and enjoy a healthy life.


“Love the people God sent you, one day he’ll need them back.”