Paddy Boy

Paddy Boy: True Crimes and Family Ties is the autobiography/ memoir of my family and the crimes they witnessed, committed and were the victims of. The story stretches from as far back as the 60's all the way to the height of the Covid 19 pandemic in 2020. From my mother's childhood to my own, the loss of my brothers, the obstacles I've revealed are nothing less than my last best attempt to educate and curtail the tendency so many of us have of passing down our hostility, anger, trauma and its lingering effects from one generation to the next. The following excerpt, for example, is representative of such a struggle. "On a hot summer night at Veterans Memorial Drive, after dropping me off to sleep over my grandmother's house under the pretense of a cover story I will never hear, my mother calmly shut off every light in the house and quietly waited for my father to come for us. As my father walked down the street of the housing projects (presumably shitfaced), my mother stood in the dark, sweating buckets from the heat, without an air conditioner on, to avoid giving even the slightest possible impression we were home and shot at him with a small revolver at least 3 times. The first a warning, the second at his feet as he persisted forwards and the third most certainly fired with the intent to hit him and to make a message clear: we were not going to take it anymore." It is written for anyone willing to listen about a subject far too many of us are ignoring. In other words, the story of my life, family, and how I survived them.