Hello all, I am married to the love of my life and I have the greatest support system ever.
My biggest fan is my fourteen-year-old, Enah D. Behind him is my mother, Cecil, and the rest of my friends and family who are still around. I have been down fourteen years on a 28-to-life murder sentence. I have learned a lot about myself in these past fourteen years. For a man falsely accused, it takes a lot to stay or keep my mind from wandering into negative places. So I attend college and also do self-help. My real passion is sports. Softball is my main sport, but football and basketball play a major role in my weekly agendas.
I am the basketball commissioner for Valley State Prison. One of my earliest memories about basketball: I was eight. It was the end of the year and they had their yearly three-point contest, skill, three-on-three, things of that nature. I entered my father and me in the three-point contest. We lost the first match and it put us in the loser’s bracket. I remember my dad saying: “We have them right where we want them.” I was nervous and upset because we lost the first match, but my dad was cool, calm, and collected. We went on to win the next four head-to-head challenges to make it to the finals.
In the finals, the team we were going against hadn’t lost a match yet. Plus, we had to beat them twice and they only had to win one to win it all. In the first match, we got down to one last couple of shots and we needed to hit them. I remember my father telling me, “You got this. Hit this one, my son, and I will bring us home.” I drained my shot and my father hit the next three to win the first match. We went on to beat the breaks off of them in the second match, five to one, to win the contest. That is my earliest hoop memory. Thank you for taking the time to read my piece and I wish everyone good luck.
