Diary of A Madman
The story I’m about to tell is the truth as best as I can tell. The names and places have been change to protect the innocent and national security. Let’s call me David Robinson and I was born November 1, 1952, in Mecklenburg County, Virginia. My parents were named Clarence and Mattie Robinson. My mother had a seventh grade education and my father had a sixth grade education. My parents expected all of us, my two sisters and me to do and go further in acquiring an education and do better in life than they did. I attended the last of the old Field Schools that was disbanded in 1963. In 1967, I was among the first to attent all integrated schools in Mecklenburg County. I grew up in the south on the taitend of jim crow era. In 1970, like blacks in the south did, I went north, because there were nothing for blacks. I went to Newark, New Jersey where I got a job working at the hospital. Every two weeks, when I get paid I faithfully sent money home to my mother to help out. I met a young Woman, with whom I thought I had feelings for. It didn’t work out. Vietnam War was going on and my draft number was fast coming up.
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Diary of A Madman
The story I’m about to tell is the truth as best as I can tell. The names and places have been change to protect the innocent and national security. Let’s call me David Robinson and I was born November 1, 1952, in Mecklenburg County, Virginia. My parents were named Clarence and Mattie Robinson. My mother had a seventh grade education and my father had a sixth grade education. My parents expected all of us, my two sisters and me to do and go further in acquiring an education and do better in life than they did. I attended the last of the old Field Schools that was disbanded in 1963. In 1967, I was among the first to attent all integrated schools in Mecklenburg County. I grew up in the south on the taitend of jim crow era. In 1970, like blacks in the south did, I went north, because there were nothing for blacks. I went to Newark, New Jersey where I got a job working at the hospital. Every two weeks, when I get paid I faithfully sent money home to my mother to help out. I met a young Woman, with whom I thought I had feelings for. It didn’t work out. Vietnam War was going on and my draft number was fast coming up.
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Diary of A Madman

Diary of A Madman

by Charlie Davis
Diary of A Madman

Diary of A Madman

by Charlie Davis

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The story I’m about to tell is the truth as best as I can tell. The names and places have been change to protect the innocent and national security. Let’s call me David Robinson and I was born November 1, 1952, in Mecklenburg County, Virginia. My parents were named Clarence and Mattie Robinson. My mother had a seventh grade education and my father had a sixth grade education. My parents expected all of us, my two sisters and me to do and go further in acquiring an education and do better in life than they did. I attended the last of the old Field Schools that was disbanded in 1963. In 1967, I was among the first to attent all integrated schools in Mecklenburg County. I grew up in the south on the taitend of jim crow era. In 1970, like blacks in the south did, I went north, because there were nothing for blacks. I went to Newark, New Jersey where I got a job working at the hospital. Every two weeks, when I get paid I faithfully sent money home to my mother to help out. I met a young Woman, with whom I thought I had feelings for. It didn’t work out. Vietnam War was going on and my draft number was fast coming up.

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ISBN-13: 9781462844036
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
Publication date: 07/14/2009
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
File size: 794 KB
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