Meanwhile back In Ogden

From 5 till 11 years old was a cool time and scarey on the streets. I loved school, to learn, read be aound people was awesome. My friends Jack Cooney and Bill Firmston were my saviours to be able to give and recieve support. So all, as always, is never all dark...but on the streets...
For those who know we all remeber the free for all fighting and victimizing that our hood was famous for was all true. My block had the back alley as the safest place because the catolic bullies were on 21 st and the public school bullies, of which there were more of or so it seemed, were on 21 A ST. Nowhere to run or hide at times.
It was shitty at school for this bullying thing at school too. Lots of tough guys and girls looking for victims. I stopped a bunch of beatdowns during those days and was becoming a bit of a peacenic. Maybe if any of you remember some of this stuff you could tell a story or two.