Can An Ex-con Become A Professional Writer?
Posted on January 29, 2008 - Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
It was bitter cold in Durham, North Carolina when I stepped off the Trailways bus at the downtown terminal that Monday evening, and hailed a taxi to take me to my aunt’s house on Cleveland Street in a neighborhood on the northern end of the city. I had barely made it from Washington D.C. after a life changing experience with my wife who was living in New York at the time. After being released from prison on Dec. 9, and going to Tarboro where my mother-in-law lived with two of her three step-daughters, I had struck out trying to find a job. I had talked with my wife a couple of time on the phone, and she had said she was glad I was out, even though the reason I had returned to prison in 1966 was because I attempted to bash her head in with a shotgun barrel.
Yes, those were my mean years.
