Well, its 4am on January 3, 2007. I am sick as hell, can’t sleep and am just about out of cigarettes. What better thing to do than to re-write my MySpace "About Me" section? (Yes, I do have problems.)I was born a poor black child. Actually, I was not. That is one of Navin Johnson's opening lines from The Jerk. (Which, incidentally, was the first movie I ever saw in a theater. For those of you doing the math, yes, I was eight years old.) Seriously, I was born with asthma and in the course of my five days on this planet, I died three times. (Whenever I contemplate about god, I think he was trying to tell me something, but I digress.) My mother had a real tough time throughout the labor, mainly because of the painkillers and anti-depression medication withdrawals. Unfortunately, she had to stop taking her medications for the last few weeks of her pregnancy. She suffered these conditions due to the cruelty of my father. He was abusive coward who was so enraged by his lack of success he lashed out at those weaker than him. My dad was furious about my poor health, and blamed my illness on my mother. As I am his only son, I was meant to carry on the family name. (He took this a little too serious, I mean we were not the Ewings of Southfork; we were the Foxs of Queens with a fortune that was sizably less.) So, after I was healthy enough to take home, my father separated from my mother. (Actually, I am being generous; he actually threw her and my one-year-old sister out on the street.) His heroic nature did not stop there. He soon realized the challenges of raising a sickly infant and conned my grandparents into taking me in. Now my grandparents were great. My grandmothers name was Kitty, and my grandfather was Thomas. When they decided to alleviate the burdens of their baby boy, my father, they were well into their sixties. It's funny; as I write this I find it truly amazing that they cared for me as they did. My condition worsened over the years, and weekly hospital visits to the emergency room at 3am were an all too common occurrence. Especially considering that my grandfather was still working.His schedule was; up at 4:30am and off to work, put in an eleven-hour day as a maintenance engineer, back home for dinner at 3:30pm and off to bed at 7pm. Grandma never worked. She had raised my father and his sister Teresa, and now me. She was a strong Irish woman who would sooner knock you out than have you speak ill of another.They truly tried to provide for me they best they could. But due to the poisonous nature of my father, they became party to myriad of lies that lead to my downfall. The greatest of which involved the circumstances that surrounded my grandmothers death.Throughout my existence I have portrayed many roles in this play we call life. I have been a drug addict, a victim, a thief, a liar, a drain on society, rich, poor, a S.O.B., troubled and thankfully; enlightened. In 2006, I found a love for poetry. (Yes, I am heterosexual.) I enjoy reading and composing it. I have studied many of the traditional forms and found that, while I can write them, they hurt my head. Therefore in 2007 I am returning to my original form; spoken word. (It is debatable that this is a good move.)Writing seems to pretty much sum me up. My career involves writing books and developing programs that educate youth and low-income individuals about personal finance. The experience is one that I wouldn’t trade for much (although we all have our price.) My career has allowed me to be a guest of many educational institutions helping to educate youth about the importance of being financially responsible. Some of the institutions I have had the honor of speaking at include Arizona State University (Tempe), Rider University, University of Connecticut, The Hampshire Educational Collaborative, Springfield College, Enfield Public School System, Chicopee Public School System, Springfield Public School System, American International College and Western New England College.In 2005 I was invited to serve as a guest lecturer for the Bruce Wells Scholar Upward Bound program at Clark University and panelist for both the Nichols College: Cycle of Debt In America student Q&A and the California JumpStart Coalition: Innovative Financial Literacy for Youth conference.Because of my unique youth experiences, I am passionate about helping others in the community. I donate my time to fundraising for the Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children and the United Way of Western Massachusetts. In 2005, I was invited to become a member of the Board of Directors and Treasurer for Dream, Believe, Achieve, an organization that provides educational programs to area adolescents who are residing with foster parents, guardians, and to those teens who are living independently in the local community.Currently, I am enrolled in college and am working toward my Associates Degree. I plan to go on to my BA, MBA and whatever other letters I can put after my name. My friends call me Doctor Fox, so I may go on for a Doctorate. (They also call me Pornstar, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be in a skin flick.)
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