Hi, I wrote my thoughts out about things on my mind on Valentines Day.
I mentioned I had some people to go see and do errands for.
I do believe there is a Blessing in being a giver so I went up to two gas station/convenience stores near the neighborhood and bought those Hershey's Candy Bars where they are buy one get one free. Nothing special or expensive but it was the sentimental thing that counted most. I gave them to the sistah's that worked in the stores and said Happy Valentine's Day.
For me that is how I usually am. They smiled and were shocked and I tripped with them for a little bit.
At the other Gas station/Convenience store was a sistah that carries herself as a thug and has a tattoo on the right side of her neck.
She joked with me about something and I joked back I better get You something sweet then. I was trying to get her to laugh because she always looks so mean.
I picked out a Snickers Bar with Almonds and a Hershey's candy bar with Almonds and asked her which one she wanted.
She smiled and stated she can't take it so I said, here is the deal, I am going to buy the one You look at and leave it up here.
It felt good to see the Lady come out of that thug demeanor she was carrying.
I went walk for a walk at night like I usually do before writing and passed by several people, some dude that claimed he knew me wanted 5o cents(not the rap name, N De Club! Lol!), I thought about it for a split second and just gave it to him. I thought about the blog I wrote about "Nearly Being Jacked" and if that teenager who was with 2 other teenagers had not remembered how I looked out for him before, well lets just say Blessings beget Blessings.
I lastly passed by the most touching situation of the night for me. A sistah I know that was not on my caseload but I had counseled before and remembered called out to me. She was drunk, high, I could smell the alcohol but is always kind to me. She said, Hey s*xy! I said Hey Sweety!
She has full blown Aides and was telling me about it even though I already knew. She was molested by family I recall as a young girl and just led a life of poor self-esteem even though I recall she was very bright.
Anyway, she was slurring and asked me for 50 cents(Dag there goes that name again!). She said her throat was parched and that she had Aides and needed something to drink.
I thought about it for a second.
I see people all the time that are on crack and ask for money for food but are pulling a trick to raise up money for another high. I have known some like this lady named Bell who gets her foodstamp card, maxes it out and sells the food and then the next day says she is hungry, give her money for a chicken box. She gets mad to and will cut somebody. I joke with her and tell her I ain't scurred, lets take it to the grass or concrete G! She always laughs when I mess with her like that. Also Bell has the voice of an Angel and Churches all around black and white come looking for Bell to sing. Bell has full blown Aides also along with her husband. Her husband used to sing with my father down in New Orleans. He always likes to talk with me and at times I go sit in his yard while we talk about music around a fire. He acts very crazy around others but talks real cool with me. He has his reasons, long story.
By the way, sistahs get picked up around here regularly for prostitution and people know they got HIV!!!
Anyway, I told the one that had shouted out at me, that I was not giving her money for crack now.
She went up to a dollar that she needed, then several dollars etc.
I said here goes the 50 cents you asked for and a dollar you asked me for and I( hope you get a drink from the store and that hotdog you want.
I told her not to worry about it and something came up in me to tell her Happy Valentines Day.
She smiled and then it came to me....
No Man had ever done anything for her without wanting something from her...
Posted By: WILLIAM W. HEMMANS III
Wednesday, February 15th 2006 at 5:36PM
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