• Synopsis
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Back then to Now: The Story of Vegas Don

I was raised by my grandmother, my parents although living played a very small part in my life. My grandmother was very poor, but she did the best she could. At times we had nothing to eat yet she still managed to keep our spirits up. In school, I was popular, an above average student, and considered multi-talented. I lived in a house at times that didn’t have electricity or hot water. Which was very difficult and extremely embarrassing. So as a source of survival at age 12, I started snatching pocket books and committing petty crime.

This continued until age 16, when I got arrested for purse snatching. I was taken to jail and was told that I was going to be sentenced to 20 years in prison. By me never been involved with the law, I believed it and I was
scared to death. I ended up getting sentenced to 3 years probation. Unfortunately, I did not learn my lesson. I continued to live the life of a criminal, and formed a gang called the North Durham Vice. By street standards,we were ranked #1, as being the ruthless gang in Durham. However, our biggest rival gang, The Few Crew wanted the #1 rank.

So they went out on rampages robbing, stealing, and even killing just to be the most feared gang. Our gang the “North Durham Vice” wasn’t going to lose our rank so we started going on our own rampages. That’s how ignorant we were. We were willing to hurt innocent people just for some stupid street rank. At age 18, I was deep into fast money, fast cars and fast women. (continue to page 2)