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“My Neighbor-Hood…”

 

I wasn’t a bad child growing up. I was never the hard head type of kid or anything close to it, one of the main reason being, I was my mother’s only child for quite a while, therefore I pretty much got her full attention and anything that I wanted or needed; if it was affordable at least. I never really wanted for much as a child though. I remember and acknowledged that we never had a whole lot, so I developed contentment early on. My family was also a heavy praying type of family. My Nana kept us in church, we couldn’t escape that, myself nor any of my second cousins, because their grandma is my grandmother’s sisters and all of them were church ready four days a week…..

 

I very seldomly went passed our near by park, if even that far, but the park was all you needed as a child. We had the Candy lady directly across the street from us, so when we needed a snack the store never seen our faces. Those quarters bought home-made rice crispy treats lol. That lady knew the whole hood name by name and face by face and probably what every last one of us wanted before you even asked her for it.

 

I had a few close friends in Monroe Heights. Marcus and Mark, White boy Darrel, Matt and Lonzo. We hung out everyday just chilling letting our childhood pass as we watch the older kids and adults do their thing, all we could do was make away to have fun while awaiting our time to be a big person. But in our hood things were wild, therefore we seen so much more movie like things than regular suburbia kids on the regular, almost everyday. I can recall this one time me and a few of us were in the park and I guess there was a chase or something, so police had to get out and get on foot. So after a while there came a gang of older guys from around the way that broke in to the police car lol we were looking like wtf… But that was life back then though. That was everyday life in my Neighbor-Hood.

 

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My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“It’s Showtime…! (I’m not Gay)”

 

During this era of my life I stayed in Monroe Heights. Now, Monroe Heights is when and where that I did a lot of first things in my adolescence. Say; my first time hunching lol… I was maybe around 6 years old, but don’t judge me, I was a natural trier… meaning if I had it on mind for a good period of time, I’m going to try it, till this day even… Well I had this one particular chick that I had a crush on back then that stayed up the street from me. I forgot her name, but we would hang out pretty much everyday, then this one specific day I influenced it and we took it to another level….

 

Now if you are familiar with my music then you know of the track called “Show Time…” Well in this song we are trying to influence role playing. Well it’s crazy, because around 6yrs old I was experiencing it already. Ok not to get sidetracked, but this is how the story goes… Setting; we are in the room playing, my mom and uncle are in the living room talking and or watching T.V. while playing, I come with the brilliant idea to hunch and she was down, but…we decided to play Super Man and Lois Lane. Now, I had to jump off my treasure chest, plop on the floor, save her, then we’d hunched. To be honest I don’t know how she gets in need of saving or what even happened with our villain… All I remember is we just skipped that part and got to saving, but I think my jump caused too much ruckus and they walked in on us in our savior mode… LMAO and they immediately sent her home and told me I’m gone get in trouble. Anywho, I never did get a punishment, but atleast they knew I wasn’t gay.

 

Having this simple memory brings about many precious moments in my life, memories that I will share with you from top to bottom. All I can say is if I ever remember who my friend was, I will find her ass and do some real role play. LOL I doubt that she’d even remember this encounter, but it’s all good though. Whomever she is, I truly hope that she is living a healthy and fruitful life with someone special, wherever she may be. Nevertheless I must say that our adolescent encounter was a good adventurous time to remember as a child.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“Mommas Boy”

 

Being spoiled as the only child for a periodic time had its ups and downs. For me atleast, I feel like it did, because you’re around this one person 24/7 that has this cherishing loving spirit like noone you know. Yet it was a proven gift & a curse, because even though my mom spoiled me.. That attention didn’t come from everyone, only her. I had to learn over time that there’s noone like Momma.

 

My mom gave me the best years of my life with her comfort and just knowing she will be there, that alone always made me feel secure. It’s a blessing now to be able to teach others the benefit of Momma and having my story to tell, but at the end of the day I just want her back.

 

It is what it is though. The thing about my mom is that she didn’t show favoritism when my siblings came along, she spoiled all three of us.

 

The was nothing that I needed that she didn’t make happen for me, and even though it wasn’t the best of the best, it was top notch to me. Other kids spoiling looked a lot fancier then my spoiling, but my spoiling came with pure love and sacrifice of her last. I miss and love you Pamela Marie Sephes.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“Pure Moments of Bliss”

 

Around the age of 5 or 6 years of age.. I can remember one of my moms
relationships with a guy name Neol. He’s dad owned a local carwash called
Shorty’s in Riviera Beach. He was a well known man at the time, since then I’ve heard that he had some skeletons in his closet, but that’s not my issue, so I won’t dwell on it, but anyways who doesn’t? Who you…?

 

This Neol guy was always pretty cool to be around, he was charismatic, he made my mother happy, therefore I was happy. Him and my mother had a healthy relationship from my personal remembrance.

 

He use to take us to sit across from the PBI Airport right
along military. We would pull on a little field I and sit on the hood
and watch the airplanes take off at night while hogging down some
ice scream that we would buy from a local parlor. Just thinking about right now as I write brings back some of the purest moments in my life. The excitement from the planes taking off and landing, the bright blue and red lights on the runway and just the moment as a happy kid with his mother in a time of enjoyment was very
magical…

 

I thank Mr. Neol for giving us those moments. Thank you!

 

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My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“I seen the light”

 

As a few years had passed, as I can remember there were no major circumstantial things that happened to effect the lives of my mother and I. Straight smooth sailing for a young single mother and her son, but as time progress things started evolving and got a little complicated here and there. It was no biggie, you know the basics. I’m an aging young boy now and I’m starting to need more, so moms had to grind harder.

 

Back in the days there was a general store called Woolworth on downtown Clematis, it was the Walmart of its time. This is one of the places that my mother worked at in her younger years. It’s funny because I can vividly remember the lights. The old street light fixtures that they had Downtown Clematis back in the days was really something to see. At times when my mother would get dropped off for work, I used to enjoy how different that they were from the regular street lights around town that I was accustomed to seeing in West Palm and Riviera Beach on a daily base.

 

Then, I can also remember the actual place Woolworth slightly. My mom used to bring me to work when there were no baby sitter here and there, most of all, in those rare occasions I can remember mostly having fun. I’m not sure what caused her to stop working there, but eventually she did and move on to another job after a while.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“A Walk Down Memory Lane”

 

I have vivid memories of me as a child before we actually migrated to Riviera Beach Florida, where my Mother and I last resided. But I can remember small things like my Mother and I’s favorite game was “Match” a card game invented God knows when, but we actually had fun playing it, we stayed on 7th Street downtown during this period of time. Life seemed pretty easy going, maybe because I was a young child, and I didn’t have to worry about much of anything back then, but from just remembering what I can here and there, life was a breeze.

 

I also remember that there used to be a Circus that came to town back then, I can vividly recall one night my Mother calling me to the living room and I’m 4 years old maybe, I remember a vision of the Circus Animals coming down the street.. It’s a vision that’s been stuck in my head for quite a long time, out of all of my younger day’s visions I seemed to grasp this one the clearest. The strangest things always amused me for as long as I can remember. I guess you can consider me weird since adolescence.

 

My memory of those time and days are all in snippets, but my life was so simple back then. There was only my Mother and I to worry about in life, so it wasn’t too hard to deal with I guess, and my mother was loved by so many people, as far as us being accepted by our neighbors, that was no problem at all if we got into a situation or two. But acceptance wasn’t really a big worry with my Mom, because she was always an independent woman, doing what ever that she had to do to realize what ever that she believed in. I miss her.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“My Hustling Monuments”

 

Now my dad is a hustler and he is going to get what he needs anyway possible, which he got from my Grandfather Theodore Saffold Sr. in his days he was truly a pioneer, one of the only black man in Palm Beach County with his own business in the 1960’s. He was a very smart and powerful man, but like most men with money he had a hail storm of females, which became his downfall they often say, he go caught up taking care of this chick and that chick till he got overwhelmed and things start to spiral out of control.

 

Overall he always took care of home, my dad and his siblings had brand-new cars in their days as early as high school. Truthfully all my Uncles own their own businesses till this day, they’re all very independent, all because of the teachings and instructions passed down from my grandfather Saffold Sr., even though I hear that he was tough as hell. My aunts all own their own homes, so I guess they were blessed to have a good up bringing around a strong black male figure.

 

I didn’t really get to meet my Grandfather Daniel Sephes Sr. on my mother’s side till I was maybe 11 years old. He was a roofer and pretty good one in his days. Helping rebuild Miami house for house after Hurricane Andrew. He wasn’t as successful as my other Grandfather Theodore Saffold Sr. but he tried his best and held his own in his own right, so it was all good on his end. Later on you will read more in detail on them both. I want to thank them for the work ethic and strong business minded influences that they left behind with us all, specially with myself. Thank You.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“My Strong Roots”

 

As I explained in earlier pages. I was very well spoiled by my mother, my dad had his own home life at the time being in his marriage, so yes, I was a mommas boy. Although my father’s presence was sprinkled in the picture in the beginning nevertheless. I can remember walking to Riviera Beach with my mom at times. I believe to drop me off to him for the weekend or so. That was also where my daycare was located, in Monroe Heights. This was the first daycare I attended, I believe that I was around maybe 3 or 4 years old at the time.

 

As I got older I was around my father a little more often. By age of 5 maybe, I begun spending a lot more quality time around my older Sister and little brother from my dad side of the family more often, Tekeisha and Mervin Jr. I’m guessing that my dad was starting to realize that I needed his presence more frequently. I can also remember my Grandmother’s old house on the corner of 24th street in Monroe heights. On the weekends we would all go over there along with my other cousins. We used to have a ball at Grandma’s house.

 

Growing up in the projects and the hood… You wasn’t given much, nor had much for apparent reasons, but you had to learn to enjoy what you did have and appreciate the bulk of it. I think being around both of my grandmothers helped me appreciate things more,  because they both collected anything that they could. Even though it may have been junk to many others at times, but nevertheless it was their junk and they loved it and appreciate it.

 

My mother and father was close to their mothers, so I happen to be around both of them a lot especially my Nana. That’s what we all called my mother’s mother. I actually thought it was her real name at one moment in time lol. She was a heavy Christian Church raised lady, while my grandmother on my dads side studied Jehovah witness, so I was surrounded with the spirit of God.

 

I love both of my grandmothers, specially for their courage and resilience, because they both went through situations with my grandfathers that affected them both, but they displayed major strength. This strength carried through my mother and father and fortunately made it to me. With that being said, I definitely Thank you both for being strong empowering women and raising my parents to be strong individuals and parents themselves for me and my other siblings. Thank You.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

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“The Wonder Years”

 

I was born December 30, 1983 in West Palm Beach Florida, Saint Mary’s Hospital to be exact. At times I wish as a baby that we can remember those first moments of our lives, because I’m curious about a lot of things that I will never know about in my wonder years. My mother was young when she had me, 17 I believe, but she didn’t let it get her down, she was there as a mother for me and my other two siblings.

 

Growing up I had many vivid memories, from the good to the bad, but my mother never really allowed me see her struggle. As a kid I was very spoiled, not in a vain financial way, but more in a heart felt way. Anything I wanted, my Mother did the best that she could at making sure that I received it when she go it.

 

During my younger years, we stayed Downtown West Palm Beach. My mom was a nice laid back type of lady, but a very fun and spontaneous woman at the same times. People loved to be around her. She used to party with my aunts a lot, but it was innocent fun. Me, my little brother and sister was very well taken cared of, she worked hard for it, so it was well deserving I guess.

 

My mother had a few friends or relationships rather through out my younger years. She never brought anyone around us like that, but I do remember a couple male friends of hers, to be honest, they all respected her during their given time of association. I never got chastised by any of them. When it came to me or any of her kids she didn’t play about us. But with each relationship that I remembered her being involved in back then was cool.. I mean she was happy and most of all they were non abusive guys.

 

Truth be told no-one ever hit my mother and I really thank God that her choice of men was good on that part at least. Getting to know my mother, especially being involved with her intimately, you would truly get a chance to know her as the beautiful woman that she was inside and out, I really don’t think that her spirit would give off the type of vibes to make you want to harm her, no matter how you knew her.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

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“The Family Tree”

 

My mother was the nice, always smiling type of person. No-one ever told me anything bad about her, only that she has always smiled, never caused trouble and love to sing, that give me much hope on her after life… Oh yeah by the way… My mother passed away about 11 or 12 years ago, but Her life was beautiful and prosperous throughout, we will get to that later.

 

You know, sometimes I wonder what life would of been like if my mother married my father and we were a family. The big WHAT IF that most of us have growing up. Well, it did not go that way and I truly believe it was not meant to, although to some degree I do believe that I personally wouldn’t have gone through some of the hardships and hang-ups that I had to go through in my earlier years from us not being a complete unit. While unfortunate, some of that have trickled down to my present state, now in my Thirty years of living I still have some gripes about it, but I’m here because of my parents and I love both of them to death…

 

My Mother’s name is Pamela Marie Sephes and my Father’s name is Mervin Leon Saffold. Between the both of them I have 9 siblings which consists of my youngest sister and second youngest brother from my mother; Jamika Morrel and Eric Sephes. My father claims the rest of the squad, starting from my oldest Sister LaTisha Rolle then Tekeiesha Saffold and then there’s My other sister which I mentioned earlier Her name is Tiffany, she’s the one we never met.

 

As for the boys, it is four of us, but 1 is by marriage, my step brother Gary Candidate, but he was basically around since the beginning, so its always been like we were blood related, even till this very day. Gary’s the third oldest child, but I’m the first and oldest son, then there’s Mervin Jr. I know, I know, how is he the Jr. if you’re older LOL. Well I have different speculations about that, but that part I will get to. The most simplest explanation that I can think of is that he wasn’t claiming me, I mean, at least publicly at the time.

 

Maybe my mom was like a chick on the side, along with my older sister’s mom that I haven’t seen before. I mean, he already had a child with my brother Mervin Jr’s mother and they were in a relationship, I’m not sure if they were married yet at the time, but if that was the case, then I would guess that would explain why he’s the Jr. of the family, since me and my sister were kept secret at the present time. I don’t know, maybe I’m insinuating all of that, again this is just my own personal speculations and truthfully I never cared enough to ask. Still, there’s more speculations in the air but… Later on that.

 

Last but not least, there’s my youngest brother of all of my brothers Jamal Vickerson. Jamal was in and out the picture, because his mom raised him in Jacksonville FL. Therefore we never really got to know him well till later in life… Now a-days, it’s like Jamal’s always been around LOL and like a lot of you reading this, that’s my basic family set up, you will hear more about my family later, as my life’s story unfolds in-front of your very eyes.

 

To Be Continued next Monday…

 

My Life, My Joy, My Pain… The Autobiography

 

A: Marvelous Thought By: Marvel

 

“The Beginning” was A Marvelous Thought by: Marvel Saffold from his Autobiography “My Life, My Joy, My Pain” © Copyright Marlevous Thoughts 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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