When we were last with Gerald in New Orleans he was maneuvering the social circles of the streets with Greg and Minew, his two closest friends, together at his side for the first time…
It’s crazy how me and Minew run together. One time we got busted for some powder, for heroin. And he went to the Parish jail and I went to the B-Roll, Juvenile.
Still today, me and him talk about that charge.
Today, he say, “How the f*** you go to the B-Roll? How old are you?”
I say, “I’m 50”
He say, “Man, you older than me?!”
“I BEEN older than you, motherf*****.”
“So how you go to the Juvenile?”
I say, “Because I slipped my little brother’s name and went into the Juvenile.”
And that’s why I went in there and he went into the Parish Jail. And because of that, they was trying to say he was distributing to a minor.
I say, “Man, s***… Well, we beat the charge!”
He say, “Nah! You a slimy motherf*****!”
“Motherf*****, I never go in under my real name. You ain’t know how to use false names?”
I always deal with so many dudes on the street that say, “Man, I ain’t got no charges.” So I say to myself, “Remember his name, you can use that godd*** name!”
To be continued.
Gerald Anderson’s first book, “Still Standing: how an ex-con found salvation in the floodwaters of Katrina,” is available on Amazon.com.