When is raw not enough?

My mother…had a VERY hard life when she was young.  She was on drugs and a prostitute and spent A LOT of time in prison for various crimes that range from murder to theft to federal forgery charges.  As far as my biological father, I was born in April and he was killed in a robbery attempt January of that same year.  All I know is that his name still rings bells throughout the toughest neighborhoods in Pittsburgh (They called him “Cigar”) and the story is he was a pimp, bootlegger and all around street dude. 

Raw...not when it is fiction; maybe when it is real, and even then....You decide.

This recollection is not fairytale, or a made for TV movie.  This is real life.  Are you ready for it?

A Conversation with Tearz.

Watch for the debut on February 10^th…a different valentine!   www.aaduna.org. Click on “Conversations.”