The Game Was Good to Me

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Yes, The Game Was Good To Me, until I discovered the Holy Spirit and Salvation, becoming a Born Again Christian. For many of my adult years, I lived a life of wrong doings, transgressions, and sin. My earliest recollections were as an earth bound child dragging a heavy gunnysack through fields of cotton and corn towering over my head. I was a sharecropper's son, barefooted and destined to toil for the rest of my life in a no-win, hard rock situation. My family and I were indentured slaves to a harsh southern system! From these humble beginnings, I started a fantastic journey through self-discipline and soul survivorship, step-by-step, through the nightmarish world of "file de joie" and many devious adventures. I became very successful and lived in a post enclave on the famed Sutton Place, New York City. I flew high, rubbing shoulders with "fast players," movers, and city-slick shakers! I covered many major cities as my fortunes ebbed and flowed, but always came up smelling like a rose! How sweet it was! In The Game Was Good to Me I do not use the real names of my friends, associates, and acquaintances unless I have their full approval; otherwise, substitute names are used to protect their privacy. I sincerely feel that my greedy story will be a warning to young men who may attempt to walk the same dangerous paths that I once followed.