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When we were last with Gerald in his hometown of New Orleans, he was kickin’ it on the streets with his friend Minew who getting in deeper with some major operators….

Glenn was my icon coming up as a young boy. He was a low-key dude.

Right now he’s in the Fed for a life sentence. To tell you the truth, I can’t even tell you why they got him. Well… The ballistic got him up in that prison, for real for real.

Dude was in the penitentiary fighting gun charges, dope charges.

See the government is powerful. Only thing you gotta say is, “He the man.” Government’ll come get you.

And that’s what got Glenn up in the prison. His name carry heavy weight. He only weighed like 130 lbs, but he carry weight.

He was bigger than Rayful Edmond. People talk about Rayful Edmond, but my homie Glenn was a made man.

So they jumped on his case, telling the government, “Yeah, we used to work for him”. So it’s like I say, the ballistic got him locked up. I can’t never say that he did do it or he didn’t do it.

His wife was just released from prison. She also got a full life sentence. She just been released. She had been down about almost 30 years. Martha Stewart got her home… Martha Stewart was in the cell with her.

And when she was in there, they was in the cell, and they was exchanging words.

And she asked her, “What you in here for? What a nice lady like you?”

And she say, “No, I want to help you.”

So, from what I heard, Martha Stewart delivered all them females in prison about $10,000. And from what I heard, right now today, Danielle is home. And I thank God that she out on the street. It took Martha Stewart to go in there.

But Glenn never touched base.

Good guy. He still a good guy. Stand up guy. His team stood up. Some of his good men went down.

When I went in the feds, me and them sit out, my big homie, we sit out.

I left up in New Jersey and I went to Cottonport FCI, Federal Correctional Institution, Cottonport, LA.

And we sit at the same table. I never forget when I answered the prison guard to sit down, I didn’t even know he was there. I was sitting at the table. We was kicking it.

That’s when a dude told me, “Man, you know who he is?”

He say, “Glenn”. I say, “Glenn… .”

He say, “Wassup, Third?”

I say, “Wassup…”

He say, “Man… Who you messing with in DC?”

I say, “Man, I got caught up with them jokers. They busted us for conspiracy.”

He say, “Man…”

I say, “Man. Glen, man… I’m glad to see you, homie.”

I wanted to cry when I seen the dude. Because I had never seen him in so long, and he was a good guy to me. Man, he was my icon coming up in the city.

To be continued. Anderson’s first book, “Still Standing: How an Ex-Con Found Salvation in the Floodwaters of Katrina,” is available on