Life and Communication is very simple. What are we talking about here? Let’s start off by asking ourselves a very important question. What is life and how it relates to communication? Life is what you really make of things while you are living in the present. Life is your existence that you possess. The air that you breathe as well as flesh that you have. Communication is the language that you speak consisting of dialects as well as methods of words that one use to speak. Your voice that comes from your mouth is used as a means of communication itself.
Life and Communication are intertwined. They are go hand in hand. A communication and human relationship is used when men, women, and children share experiences about their lives to each other that make sense. Men, women, and children speak to each other as a means of sending and delivering messages to one another. When it pertains to this subject, our lives are shaped by the way we conduct ourselves others. It is our personality, disposition, and characteristics that we have that makes others either like or dislike you as a person. Life and Communication is not always easy. It is how you live your life that makes you successful inside of your environment or more apt towards failures. It is not always easy to think that you can obtain everything all in one day.
You will not obtain all that you need in one day. These things take time. All of these things that people who are possessive tend to hold onto their possessions and past will slowly lose it quickly. When one is possessive, they tend to become selfish in their own way. Men have a tendency to become this way especially when they want control and they are afraid of losing something that was already obtained. Men and women share these characteristics when it comes to possessiveness. Women on the other hand, tend to become possessive when it pertains to resources and finances. When it comes to material things, at least some of them, women are apprehensive of losing them very suddenly.
There are some who are reluctant to change their names when they are married. Marriage is not the end of the world ladies. It is a lifetime commitment between your spouse and significant other. Cohabitation on the other hand is a trial period in a relationship between a man and a woman. It is a feeling out process and an evaluation of one another in a relationship. This is done by direct and indirect observation. This is also a decision making process to determine if a man or a woman will be willing to share the rest of their lives with the person that they are living with.
Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with the person that you are cohabitating with? This is a very good question for men and women to ask each other while they are involved in their relationships. Traditional marriage is very serious. This is a lifelong decision that sometimes leads to hardship if a person makes a bad decision while they are cohabitating with their spouse or significant other. All couples will have some good and bad times. It is how you make the best of things through those good and bad times.
Life and Communication is splendid if you have the basis already established beforehand. You will have to examine all of your own resources first before you are able to get involved in any relationship with another person. It also starts off by being honest with each other from the onset. Telling the truth about yourself to another person is a good way of establishing better communication skills with that person that you are willing to share your life with. Always remember that deception inside of a relationship leads to failure. A relationship without trust and honesty from the very beginning leads to trouble.
Men and women must always share the truth to each other no matter what happens in their relationships with each other. Life and Communication also pertains to complete families. This is also shared with children so that they will have a basis to follow in their adult life. When children understand certain concepts about telling the truth and not hiding from others, this will help them to improve in their communication skills with others. Children who are productive and honest have successful lives. This comes from being involved in a healthy family who has healthy relationships.
This comes from learning how to speak to each other in pleasant ways. This also comes from learning how to become honest and truthful. Conflict of Interest comes from those who tend to deny or refuse the existence of others. This comes from anyone who has children or relationships with others and denies it from the very start. A conflict of interest can also come from an interest that is taken out of context. This pertains to businesses and partnerships that are established by others who make agreements and do not keep them. A technicality is something that is meaningful and relevant only in principle.
The Life and Times of Anthony Joseph Hopkins from Dayton, Ohio February 16, 2022
Preface
Good Day Everyone!! My name is Anthony Joseph Hopkins, and I am from Dayton, Ohio. This book is dedicated to all of the members of my family who are no longer with us right now. My mother, sister, great aunt, and my two grandmothers and grandfathers. It has taken a very long time for me to write this autobiography. The people who I am dedicating this book have been solely responsible for helping me to get on my feet. They have molded me into the person that I am right now.
Next, I want to inform everyone that this book will be written in first person. The reason why is because I do not have permission from my family members and friends to use their names in my book. I am also dedicating this book to all of my family members and friends. I am a person who has come a very long way in my life. The purpose of writing this book is to edify everyone from all walks of life. Writing helps me to cope with a mental illness called schizoid affective disorder. I was diagnosed with a mental illness on July 15, 1997. This day was on a Tuesday.
Further, I want to inform all of you that my memory is excellent. I remember when I was a child, my sister told me that I am going to be successful someday. She also mentioned to me that I am going to become the first person out of the family to graduate from high school. My two grandmothers and grandfathers taught me how to be a human being with a lot of common sense. My mother used to read to me when I was inside of her stomach. My mother was young when she gave birth to me. My mother graduated from Roosevelt High School in Dayton, Ohio in 1961. She graduated from school with honors.
Moreover, my mother had given birth to nine children. My mother got married when she was 23 years old. My sister was born on September 18, 1967. She was my mother’s second oldest child. My grandmothers were the Rock which kept the family together. My grandmothers allowed me to live with them when I was at least 6 months old. My grandparents took me to church all of the time.
Finally, the purpose of this autobiography is to help those people who did not earn enough education to read this book without using a lot of big words. I am writing this book because I am edifying a nation of young people who grew up very hard in life. This is a book that is simple. This is an easy read. This is a book that will take everyone on a journey through the mind of a person who had a very difficult upbringing. This is a book that will have everyone thinking twice and reflect on their own life.
This is a book that is not boring. The purpose of this book is to cause everyone to examine their life and say “Did I go through that myself. I am writing just to cope well with my own personal demons. I am writing this book just to help everyone think and reflect on their own personal life.
On Thursday June 24, 1965 at 7:30PM I was born to my mother. My mother was 21 years old when I was born. My father did not acknowledge my mother because his name is not on my birth certificate. Therefore, I became a bastard child. Like they say, mother’s baby daddy’s maybe. I was born at St. Elizabeth Medical Center in Dayton, Ohio. After my mother had given birth to me, she took me to my grandmother’s house. I guess, my mother had a life other than being a mother for the first time. I supposed being a mother was very difficult for her.
During the first 7 years of my life, I was raised by my great grandmother. I recall attending Bethel Church of God in Christ, which is located in Dayton, Ohio. Bethel Church of God in Christ became my church for quite a few years. My two grandmothers accepted me into their household. I grew up with a lot of women inside of the house. While living with my grandmothers, I read the Bible. I attended Edison Elementary School in Dayton, Ohio. The first 7 years of my life had many ups and downs.
However, it was rough living on the West Dayton, Ohio. I remember a whole lot about my childhood. I remember when the African Americans lived around a lot of factories. I also remember when the police used to harass African American Men all of the time. There was a period of time when single women used to keep the men away from their houses. If you were not married, you could not live with a single mother with children.
The Child Welfare agencies used to come around and check to see if there were any men’s clothes inside of the house. If so, then a mother would eventually got evicted from her house. A single mother would lose her food stamps and benefits because she had a man living inside of the residence. Also, my mother during that time, got married to her husband in 1967. This was also during the time when my sister was born. My sister was born on September 18, 1967 at St. Elizabeth Medical Center. I do remember when African American children attended schools inside of their neighborhood.
My mother and her husband lived inside of an apartment located on 1119 West Third Street in Dayton, Ohio. My mother was doing very well for herself. Her husband was a veteran in the Armed Forces. My mother had given birth to a third child on May 31, 1970. My brother looked like his father. I was still living with my two grandmothers until September of 1972. My mother had given birth to another child on July 19, 1971. As I recall, my mother asked my oldest grandmother could she let me live inside of her apartment with the rest of the family. My mother had given birth to her fifth child. On August 12, 1972, one of my baby sisters was born.
My mother and her husband were happy living together. In spite of the alcohol that they consumed together, it did not stop them from having children. I know because every time my mother and her husband used to argue, I ended up staying with my grandmother. My friends at school used to fight me all of the time. I even had friends who used to protect me from the school bullies throughout the time I attended Edison School and Franklin School. My friends came from dysfunctional families themselves.
One thing that I forgot to mention is that one of my relatives had given birth to her first child when she was 14 years old. My cousin was born on October 27, 1970. She looked exactly like her mother. My grandmother became very angry during that time because one of my female relatives was having sex without using protection. Afterwards, this same relative gave birth to another child on August 29, 1972. I was only seven years old when all of this has been taking place.
Oftentimes, things did not change inside of my grandmother’s house either. I was forced to go live with my mother. My female relative kept having children. It is a shame because my grandparents were upset because my female relatives did not listen to her own mother. I want to inform all of you that both places had chaos. My mother used to help me with my homework because I did not like math. My mother helped me with my math homework because the teachers at Edison School were preoccupied with taking care of other children. To be honest with you, parents used to bring their kids to school just to get a break from them. Therefore, all of the schools inside of the neighborhood became safe havens for children.
My mother and her husband became occupied with giving birth to children that I was up to here with the giving births to children. My mother had me raising children myself. I remember when I had to change baby diapers and take care of my younger siblings that I did not have a proper childhood. My safe haven at the time became a nursery for children. I am referring to my grandmother’s house. My older female relatives kept giving birth to their children. Do you know that it is frustrating when a mother could not stop having children? The 1970s were very difficult for all of us in the family. I stayed with my grandmother for another few years because Children Services came to my mother’s house and they remanded my siblings into their custody because of what was going on inside of the house.
My female relatives were having children nonstop. As I recall, I had to sit inside of my mother’s house and change diapers while my mother used to stay away from the home. I recall having a conversation with the school nurse regarding my mother’s husband. This is because we ended up getting tuberculosis in 1976. My mother’s husband had the disease and we all had it. The 1970s were hard on me because I had to travel from place to place. Some of the excitement that I had was when I used to play basketball at Edison School. I played basketball at the YMCA during the weekends. I also played basketball at Franklin School for one year. In spite of all of the dysfunctional family behavior in my own family; I still spent time with my friends inside of the neighborhood.
My mother had given birth to three other children from 1974 to 1977. My siblings and I had a lot of fun. I know that I am the oldest child in my family. I guess, I relied on church, school, and the YMCA as a safe haven. My mother pawned her shotgun at the Pawn Shop just to pay for a membership at the YMCA for all of us. My family had grown tremendously during the 1970s. While I was a student in school, I was a C average student. I could not stand math. I abhorred math intensely. The subjects that I had excelled in were English, Spelling, Science, Social Studies, and Gym. I did not like math.
In Addition, I also used to play basketball at Riverview Park from 1976 to 1980. I will also admit that I had to attend Summer School in the 3rd grade and 7th grade. I had to attend Longfellow and MacFarlane Schools because Edison was not open during the summer. I used to write inside of a journal just to keep my thoughts in check. The 1970s were rough on me because I had to fight a lot of people. I want to inform everyone that I attended Roth High School on September 5, 1979. I was a freshman during that time. I was taking NJROTC classes. As soon as I got to high school, I made a lot of mistakes. I was smoking marijuana with my friends.
Also, I traveled in high school to Norfolk, Virginia and Chicago, Illinois. As I got older, I rebelled against my mother and her husband. I do recall fighting girls in class. I had a lot of fun, but my family members were doing everything that I was doing. I remember my freshman year in high school, I only missed 22 days the entire year.
The 1980s were terrible for me and my family. I remember when I missed over 100 days the entire year my sophomore year in school. I failed school for two straight years. When my baby brother was born on April 29, 1980, I had to stay at home and take care of him, I really did not care about myself back in the 1980s. My mother sent me to Job Corps in Grand Rapids, Michigan on June 22, 1983. I really did not stay in Job Corps very long because my behavior was terrible.
On April 18, 1984, I was inside of a car with a Caucasian Man and I was transported to the hospital because we crashed into a railroad bridge. I had to wear a neck brace for almost a month. I had whiplash. Three months later, I broke my left-hand playing basketball on Friday July 6, 1984 at 3:45PM. I was so intoxicated that I had to wait until the next day before I was able to have surgery on my left hand and wrist. The 1980s were working out for me. I guess I had to change my attitude. The definition of the word attitude is a state of mind or a particular feeling. I do remember graduating from high school on June 10, 1986 from Paul Laurence Dunbar High School in Dayton, Ohio. The School Counselor stated to me that I finally finished school. The School Counselor prayed for me for three years.
I recall learning how to box when I was 14 years old. I did not excel in the sport because I spent too much time getting high and drinking beer. My life was filled with ups and downs. I learned how to play pool when I was eight years old. Santa Claus blessed me with a pool table when I was in the 3rd grade. I had that pool table for 4 years. I do recall living in different neighborhoods in Dayton, Ohio. I used to live inside of a rat-infested house located on Williams Street. This occurred when I was 12 years old. My mother was angry because I started drinking alcohol and smoking marijuana at an early age.
My mother stayed away from the house for at least 2 years. My siblings and I had to raise ourselves. This is the reason why my siblings and I do not get along because they continue to talk and live in the past. I am too old to be trying to live in the past. What happened in the past stays in the past. There were so many things that has transpired that it is very hard to leave the past in the past. I entered college for my freshman year on Monday April 1, 1987. I enrolled in college at Central State University in Wilberforce, Ohio. I wrote so many papers in my first year that I really did not want anyone to know about my past. I stayed in college for 2 years. I did better in college than in high school.
I do remember spending time in the Marine Corps. I did not stay in there very long either. I hurried up and went back to college. When it comes to employment, I worked at restaurants such as Skyline Chili for almost 2 years. I also worked at the King Cole Restaurant as a dishwasher. I also worked at Church’s Chicken for one day. It was hard because they had me frying chicken. I could not keep up with the demand of the customers. I used to go to the Pine Club Restaurant with my grandmother during the weekends. I had to cut onions all of the time. I also peeled potatoes. My grandmother used to pay me for helping her at the restaurant.
I want to inform everyone that I have made a hard bed for myself. What I am saying is that I am responsible for making a lot of mistakes. I want to say that most of the time during the 1980s, I became a juvenile delinquent. I smoked marijuana and I have consumed Canadian Ace Beer. This became my beer of choice. I want to inform all of you that I have made a lot of mistakes. My mother gave up on me. My father only seen me one time in his life. This was the time I was 5 years old. I want to say that my life was rough because I had to raise my younger siblings and myself.
Furthermore, I had problems in school because I graduated from Paul Laurence Dunbar High School at the age of 20. I had to attend Longfellow School, which became an alternative school for troubled kids. I attended Longfellow from September 6, 1984 until January 30, 1986. I remember earning 9 high school credits in one year. To be honest, I had spent a great deal of time at the Montgomery County Public Library in Dayton, Ohio. I want to say that the library itself became a safe haven for me. At least, I did not get into trouble while I was at the library.
Eventually, I had to go to college at Central State University for 2 years. I remember writing my first paper it was about sexual immorality. I received an A- on the paper. I went ahead and hand written my paper. I had taken classes on how to use a computer. Matter of fact, I still have my computer disk from college. I enjoyed my time in college. I had an opportunity to make new friends. I was surprised because I became both an extrovert and introvert during my college career.
In Other Words, I was all alone. I stayed with my grandmother until September 30, 1986. My grandmother told me to spread my wings and fly. I knew exactly what she meant. She put me out of her house. I finished high school and I had to leave. Frankly, I had to leave. My female relative stayed inside of my grandmother’s house until she was 45 years old. I come from a dysfunctional family. I really did not have my first sexual encounter until I was 21 years old. I had to purchase sex from a woman. From June 24, 1986 until July 3, 2010, I purchase sex from women. I remember when I was involved in my first relationship. I was 24 and my girlfriend was 35 years old. She used me for money and sex. I contracted gonorrhea from her because I was performing oral sex on her all of the time.
Besides, I was learning about the opposite sex. I used to be intimidated of women. I purchase sex for a number of years. This is simply because I acquired a sense of maturity. I was a person who had to learn the hard way about everything that I got involved in. My family members clowned me because I had spent a great deal of time learning about women. Although I lived with my grandmothers and other female relatives. I got used by the women of the streets because I did not have any role models growing up. My grandparents, aunt, uncles, and other relatives did not know exactly what I was doing. I kept it to myself.
In Spite of all of the women that I got connected with during the years, I have managed to get involved in one relationship for a total of 9 years. My relationships that I have had during the 1980s were brief. I did not learn anything from these women. The only thing these women wanted was money. Back to the lecture, I had to learn a lot about women by spending my money on them. When I thought about it, I thought all women wanted money and that is it.
Ordinarily, I became a person who was content with only having sexual encounters with women. I have a lot of female friends that I grew up with. It is that, I managed to make a complete fool out of myself. In the Bible, it states that if a man is involved with a prostitute, he becomes one with her. 1st Corinthians; KJV says 1 Corinthians 6:16 KJV: What? know ye not that he which is joined to a harlot is one body? for two, saith he, shall be one flesh. I did not know that if I continued to have sex with female prostitutes, I become one flesh with her. This is the truth!! To be frank with all of you, I really did not know that if I continue to affiliate myself with these prostitutes, I become one flesh with her.
Contrarily, I am living in sin, if I unite myself with these women. I really did not know this until I started reading the Bible. This is the reason why my grandmother told me in my face that: He who keeps mouth and soul, keeps himself from troubles. My grandparents were God Fearing People. They used Bible verses every single day. My grandparents were very intelligent people. I see why my grandparents and mother were giving me instructions out of the Bible. I attended church on a regular basis with my grandparents. This is the reason why I am a biblically sound person. I use Bible verses each day.
Most Important, I became a very honest person. I really did not know about 1st Corinthians 6:16 until my grandmother told me that I was a harlot lover. My grandparents told me to stay away from street women. I did not know at the time that I was making a big mistake by having sex with female prostitutes. I literally did not know what I was doing to myself. My parents stayed on me because I was the oldest person out of my mother’s children. I understand why my grandmothers emphasized the Bible to me. I know all about the Bible. I read the Bible every single day of the week. I read one Bible verse per day.
Otherwise, I would not have finished college. I would have been dead from AIDS or contract a serious disease from having sex with female prostitutes. The 1980s was a period of transition for me. I have learned a lot about women. I lived inside of the YMCA for a year and a half. I also lived inside of rooming houses from 1988-1990. I used to live at 925 Porter Avenue in Dayton, Ohio. I did not know that the house itself housed mentally ill people. This is the reason why I had to stay away from the clients that were living inside of the house. I worked at the Skyline Chili Restaurant for almost 2 years. I also worked at McDonalds Restaurant for a short period of time.
In Addition, I was learning about the opposite sex. I have made a hard bed for myself until 1990. My grandmother told me to go to church, and I did attend church on a regular basis. I remember when I cohabitated with an older woman. She used me for the money that I had given her. I caught her having sex with another man. This was during the time that I was living on 108 Federal Street in Dayton, Ohio. I was in a relationship with a real harlot. She was having sex with other men for money. On October 29, 1989, I contracted gonorrhea from having sex with my girlfriend. We agreed to live inside of the same place. I literally paid all of the bills. This woman made a complete fool out of me.
Then, she made me cry because I saw her having sex with another man. She told me to my face that she did not love me in the first place. I remember when this young lady ran down the street in the rain. She told me to my face that she was using me. Afterwards, I moved out of the apartment that I was living with her. I went to Alcohol and Drug Treatment back in 1990. I stayed in treatment for at least 6 months. I learned a valuable lesson from my relationship. I did not trust women after that. It has taken me years before I was able to forgive my cohabitating girlfriend. I remember working at Arby’s Restaurant in Downtown Dayton, Ohio. I worked there for at least 3 months.
Meanwhile, I had to receive treatment again. My girlfriend gave me gonorrhea inside of my mouth. I had to go to the Health Department in Downtown Dayton, Ohio. I had to receive a shot of penicillin. I also had to take medication for 14 days. I moved out of the apartment on 108 Federal Street. I want to inform everyone that I stayed with my grandparents for a short time. I remember staying with my grandparents until I went to treatment. I had a hernia operation on Friday May 4, 1990. I had a hernia for doing some heavy lifting. I had a huge bulge on my groin. I was washing dishes at the King Cole Restaurant inside of Downtown Dayton, Ohio. I worked at the King Cole Restaurant from November 20, 1989 to September 1, 1990.
Prior to my surgery, I had sex with another harlot. I received oral sex. I actually stopped drinking and smoking marijuana on Wednesday May 2, 1990. I decided to give up the high cost of low living. I had to make a living for myself. God sure was with me. This is simply because I had to stay inside of St. Elizabeth Medical Center for the night. I was not able to urinate because I had severed my main bowel. I had a catheter inside of me. It sure did hurt going inside of me and out of me. I met a nurse that I grew up with. She knew me from Edison School.
I stayed inside of St. Elizabeth Hospital until 5:00PM on Saturday May 5, 1990. I was transported by my grandmother neighbor to my grandparent’s house. I stayed with my grandparents until I was able to go to treatment from drugs and alcohol. My former girlfriend stayed inside of 108 Federal Street with her associate. I did not see her until Friday September 1, 1990 at 5:30PM. I saw her moving inside of an apartment on William Street. She was making a life with her lover. On this particular day, I moved to Toledo, Ohio on the same day that I saw my ex-girlfriend. I remember Toledo, Ohio very well. I stayed inside of a hotel on the Eastside of Toledo, Ohio.
Subsequently, I lived in the Toledo, Ohio area for almost 6 years. I remember when I carried a map with me. I studied the map of Toledo, Ohio for at least 3 months. While in Toledo, Ohio; I remember going to the Mission which was located on Jefferson Street. I stayed at the Mission for less than a week. I got a job working at Midwestern Bulk Bag Company, which is located on City Park Avenue. I worked at the company for at least a few months. I remember traveling to Dayton, Ohio on Friday October 31, 1990. I was with a close friend of mine. I met him while working with the company. During that time, I was having sex with harlots on a regular basis. I was not involved in a relationship anymore. At least, I thought I was moving on with my life.
In the meantime, I was getting accustomed to the Toledo, Ohio Area. I remember spending the night at the job because I was still homeless. My supervisor at the time, allowed me to move inside of a room at his mother’s house on Delaware Avenue. I stayed there for only a few months. I had to pay at least $500.00 dollars per month for a room. I met my supervisor’s family members. They were very nice to me. My main objective was to attend school at the University of Toledo. I worked at the Midwestern Bulk Bag company for at least 6 months. I attended Friendship Missionary Baptist Church located on Nebraska Avenue in Toledo, Ohio. I got baptized at Friendship Missionary Baptist Church on the 4th Sunday of 1991.
Honestly, my time in Toledo, Ohio went very well. The supervisor and I got into an altercation because he did not pay me. The supervisor at Midwestern Bulk Bag Company swindled me out of my money. I had to go to a Hearing at the Employment Office because he refused to grant me unemployment compensation. To be honest with everyone, I did not work there long enough to receive unemployment compensation. I had to move from the residence located on West Delaware Avenue in Toledo, Ohio. I had to go back to the Mission until April of 1991. While at the Mission, someone had stolen my wallet. I saw the person who had taken my wallet. I chased him down Madison Avenue with a brick inside of my hands. I had to start all over. I was furious at that man.
I used to go to the 15th Street Mission just to eat every single day. I stayed on Yates Avenue for a period of time. I had to move out of the place on Yates Avenue after getting into an argument with my roommate. He was not paying his portion of the rent. The 1990s were very good to me. I remember spending the night with a young lady, who had twin girls. I attended the University of Toledo on Monday April 1, 1991 until June 14, 1996. While attending the University of Toledo, I had taken classes at the Substance Abuse Services Incorporated. I attended classes with quite a few other young men. I received a brief scholarship at the University of Toledo. At least, my classes were paid for one academic year.
I remember staying at the Mission for another week, until one of my female classmates allowed me to spend some time with her at her house. We were in the same class. I remember taking a class called Culture and Concepts at The University of Toledo Community and Technical College at Scott Park. The class was crowded every single day. I received a B+ as my final grade. I also had taken an English class as well. My female classmate brought me to her father’s house. Which was located at 126 Rosalind Place in Toledo, Ohio. I stayed at the house for almost 4 years.
Also, I want to say that the house itself used to be a crack house. There were other tenants who lived at the house on Rosalind Place. These individuals were very nice to me. I know that the house itself was old, but I needed somewhere to live. I caught the #24 Delaware Avenue Bus to school every single day. There were times when I stayed on the campus because I had to study for my mid-terms and final exams.
Then, I had slept inside of one of the classrooms at University Hall for a few days. I then saw my friend, and we had a lot of fun. She was from New York!! I can tell because of her accent. I used to hang around her on a daily basis. I remember taking a class called Techniques of Interviewing with a famous teacher at Comm-Tech. I enjoyed the class because I had learned how to communicate with other people. I want to inform all of you that I used to have a very serious disposition problem. I used vulgarity during class. To be honest with all of you, I almost got kicked out of school because of my behavior.
All of my teachers prayed for me for 5 consecutive years. I had to receive speech therapy due to a broken jaw. The therapist stated that my jaw prevented me from saying certain words. I also had a learning disability as well. Therefore, I had to receive additional help with college because I used to have a writing problem. I accepted the extra assistance with college because it enabled me to learn how to read and write better. On Saturday June 12, 1993 I earned my Associates Degree in Social Services Technology. My mother, baby sister, and nephew attended my college graduation.
There are so much that I can talk about in this manuscript. I cannot mention the names of the people that I was involved with because I have not received their permission to share their names and other information about them. I had to attend church on a regular basis. I remember my instructors stated to me that I had to watch my mouth in class. I had learned how to write very well. Although I had problems in math, I still managed to pass my math classes with a D+ average. I could not grasp the formulas when it came to math. I passed all of my other classes with a B or a C+ average.
I am a person who has come a very long way. I had come a very long way in life itself. I want to say that I connected with other women in college. I remember being transferred to the Bancroft Street Campus during the Fall of 1993. I had taken some very difficult classes. While taking classes at the Bancroft Street Campus, I had to move to 526 Highland Avenue because my house got burned down during my Junior year of college. I stayed with a real nice family. I had to catch the #26 Bus home from college. I caught the #22 Bancroft Street Bus to class. My classes started at 8:00AM.
During the next couple of years, I had to enroll into some very difficult classes. I prayed about it. I had a game plan. It was to finish my Bachelors Degree by June of 1995. I got accepted into the University College program. I had to develop an individual plan. I wrote it!! I got accepted by a Committee of people who were solely responsible for looking at all of my classes that I had to take. To be honest with all of you, I had too many credits to graduate from college. I remember taking a very difficult class called Social Psychology. The instructor gave me a C- as my grade because he stated that my final paper was scrapped. The class was difficult, but I managed to pass the final exam with an A.
Specifically, I had to get really serious about my career during that time because I got a Job working at the Jerusalem Outreach Center in Toledo, Ohio. I completed my internship and I received an A+ because I had experience when it comes to Street Gangs. I used to be involved in Street Gangs for 11 years. Frankly, during the time that I was involved in Gangs, I had managed to miss school, and indulge in alcohol as well as smoking marijuana.
Truly, I made a complete fool out of myself throughout the 1980s and almost messed up during the 1990s. This was during the time that I did not care about myself. The only thing that I was doing was reading the Bible all of the time. I knew that I had to make some changes as far as my behavior is concerned. I had to put myself in check because I was getting older. It appeared to me that I was dealing with harlots and traveling across the country. I remember when I used to live on Rosalind Place in Toledo, Ohio; I was having sex all of the time. I did all of my homework from class first and foremost. I had sex with a very beautiful light skinned woman, but I cannot mention her name. I made love to her for 3 years straight.
Honestly, I became addicted to sex. I had to get a job back then because I had to pay for my classes. I had to have some money to support my sexual appetite. I know that I did not have any business dealing with harlots. I know that I got hired as a Library Assistant at the University of Toledo Carlson Library on Friday December 15, 1992. I had a lot of fun working at the Library. My classes were getting difficult. I attended church and I prayed to God about my classes at school.
Thus, I want to say that my family itself was growing. My siblings were having children. I had managed to avoid getting any female pregnant. I used condoms all of the time. I did what my mother, aunt, great aunt, and grandmothers told me to do. I stayed in school until June 14, 1996. It is that I had to pay rent at the place that I was living at. My rent went up to $250.00 per month. This was also a time when I started college work study. I remember when the Landlord spent 3 years in prison. He was involved in selling drugs. He spent time behind bars for selling drugs to the police.
I was working three jobs back during that time because my classes and tuition went up. I had to pay more money for classes at the University of Toledo. I had taken my classes and I worked on campus. I want to say that I learned a whole lot about real life. Throughout my 5-year career at the University of Toledo, I have managed to make friends with some very nice-looking young ladies.
I learned how to maintain professional behavior. I had to move back to Dayton, Ohio for one year. I transferred to Sinclair Community College for one year. I had an operation on Wednesday November 26, 1996. I had stomach ulcers, and I was suffering from acid reflux disease. My mother and my grandparents became my biggest supporters. I had a lot of fun, but things got serious when I contracted scabies on Monday January 13, 1997. I had scabies for 49 days. I had to go to the hospital several times for treatment of the scabies. My family members were very upset with me. For the next three months, I had to live with my sister in Fairborn, Ohio. I had to pay rent at my sister’s house. She had 4 children during that time. I was working two jobs at that time. I worked at Kroger and Sinclair Community College.
Afterwards, I decided to move to Charlotte, NC on Sunday June 15, 1997. After careful deliberation, I had decided to travel to Charlotte, NC because I had problems that I was not able to resolve with my family. From June 15, 1997 to February 28, 1998, I was living at the Men’s Uptown Shelter. I had to attend AA Meetings on a daily basis. I remember staying at the Men’s Uptown Shelter, I went to the hospital several times for my behavior. I remember on Tuesday July 15, 1997, I got into a fist fight with someone inside of the Offsite Room. I threw a chair at someone. The person who was conducting the AA Meeting transported me to the hospital because the medication Prednisone messed me up. I became manic.
I remember staying one week inside of a Behavior Hospital. I had to take a medication called Depakote. I was prescribed 3600 milligrams of Depakote, and I had to take other medication just for behavior reasons. Inside of the hospital, there were patients who were worse off than me. I had problems with medication, and they sent me to the hospital. During the eight months at the Men’s Uptown Shelter, I met some friends. I met someone who was from Maiden, NC. I also met someone who was from Philadelphia, PA. I hung around my friends at that time. I had some good times because I was getting familiar with Charlotte, NC.
Next, I had to apply for Social Security on September 21, 1997. I had to appear to a Hearing at the Access Project with members of the Access Project and other staff members from the Social Security Administration. I got approved on February 21, 1998. I remember leaving the Men’s Shelter, owing them $738.00 dollars in rent. I moved inside of my apartment at Charlottetown Terrace Apartments. I stayed there for almost three years. I used to frequent the University of North Carolina at Charlotte Atkins Library on a daily basis.
Subsequently, I ended up getting a job working at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte on Monday March 5, 2001. I was enrolled in classes at the UNCC for less than a month because I was automatically withdrawn from the University of North Carolina at Charlotte for not getting my immunization shots. Prior to my UNCC experience, I worked at the United States Census Bureau for less than six months. I had to take classes at the job. I do remember going back home for three months because I got into an argument with a close female friend. It was a misunderstanding that I had with her. I went home just to cool off behaviorally. I came back to Charlotte, NC on October 3, 2000.
Before my UNCC experience, I worked at the UPS located on Graham Street in Charlotte, NC for less than six months. I worked at temporary places for almost six months. I ended up living with someone for at least nine years. Got involved in a relationship with a female for nine years. I had a lot of fun with her. We are still friends through this day. I want to inform all of you that she taught me how to cook, and be a real man. My previous relationship with an older woman did not work out because she used me for what I can give her.
I want to inform all of you that I have changed behaviorally because my close female friend taught me how to really be a man. I know that I am guilty of running away from my problems. I am guilty of not completing all of my tasks as assigned to me. I am the type of person who does not like to argue with anyone. I will debate if necessary. I really like the college life. I love women from all racial backgrounds. I have 15 manuscripts copyrighted. I have a lot of essays. I have a journal that I have been keeping since 1985. My life at this time is simple. I will admit that I have a whole lot to say, but I will have to allow the general public to finish writing my autobiography.
Furthermore, I want to say that there is a whole lot that I have left out because I would like for all of my family members and friends to comment on my autobiography. There is so much to talk about. I love music!! I love to travel to different cities that are inside of the United States. I will admit that I have spent so much money on sex that I could have purchased a brand-new car. I have so much to share that I have to share it at another time.
Further, I want to say that I am very familiar with the cities that I used to live at for the past 30 years. I have a photostatic memory just like my family members. I would like to share my experiences when it comes to dealing with animals and people. I used to have three dogs. One of my dog’s name was Midnight. Midnight saved my life on Sunday December 26, 2004. I was getting ready to sink inside of a sinkhole in Charlotte, NC located on Cindy Lane in Charlotte, NC. I used to walk my dogs on a trail all of the time. Midnight used to sleep inside of my shoes when he was a puppy. I trained him to use the restroom outside as a little puppy. As soon as he barked at the door, I knew exactly what it meant to me. I had to take the dog outside for a walk.
I loved that dog so much that I wanted to bring him to Ohio. I used to have two other dogs that I became very fond of. I had a dog named Spot. He used to belong to a previous owner. Spot was only three months when I became acquainted with him. The dogs used to keep me busy. I love animals of all types. I used to pick up snakes off the ground with my bare hands. I love both cats and dogs. I love nature. I love working with people from all diverse backgrounds. I used to work at the Charlotte Mecklenburg School System for a short period of time. I used to work at numerous of jobs. I worked at Barnes and Nobles Bookstore for six months. I worked at other jobs inside of the Charlotte Mecklenburg Area for several years.
I worked at Charlotte Hornets Arena for a short period of time. I always kept my day job. I had to work at least two additional jobs because the cost of living was higher in Charlotte, NC than in Dayton, Ohio. I remember breaking my jaw during a fist fight that I have had on January 16, 1997. I want to inform all of you that I got involved with a woman who had several brothers. I did not know at the time that her brothers did not want me around her. This is a shame because her previous relationship led to her getting assaulted by her male companion.
The young lady that I contracted the scabies with on Thursday January 12, 1997 lives in denial. She stated to me that she did not know me. She is a liar because we had sex inside of my cousin’s house. I remember it very well. I have gotten paid from work on that day because I walked home from work. I had some money on me. I saw her, and she asked me What was up? I told her that I wanted to do something with her. Suddenly, we had sex. Only God knows exactly what happened on that particular day. I want to inform all of you that I have been clean and sober for over 30 years now.
I have had a lot of fun in my personal life. I know that this is an autobiography about my personal life. I have to allow a Power that is greater than myself to review my life from the time that I was a baby until right now. There is so much that I am leaving out because it is a complete book of my personal life. I want to inform all of you that God is my Personal Savior. God knows exactly what happened in my personal life.
Reconciliation and Forgiveness with God, Ourselves and with Others!!
This is a very special essay concerning the importance of reconciliation and forgiveness with God, ourselves, and with others. The first thing that I want to say is that God has never left us or forsaken us. Perhaps, we might have forsaken ourselves at times in our personal lives. I say this because I used to be a person who did not believe anything, unless I see it with my own eyes. Secondly, God is not mad at you. He is mad about you. God wants us in His family. He really wants us in heaven with Him.
Further, God forgives us because He loved us. Forgiveness does not equal reconciliation. Reconciliation takes two people. For instance, our relationship with God is very important to us. God’s love is supernatural. Forgiveness opens the door to reconciliation. God’s love will always persevere. Our conversations with others with God requires change on our part. He have to be totally honest and sincere with Him. Reconciliation requires that we be on the same page with God, ourselves, and with others.
Moreover, I want to inform all of you that I have rededicated my life to Jesus Christ as of June 3, 2018 at 7:30AM. I want to inform all of you that I have been baptized several times in numerous of Churches. It is that I was still harboring a lot of anger with myself and others. God had always understood me from the time that I was inside of my mother’s womb.
According to Jeremiah 1:5; God knew us while we were inside of our mother’s womb. Even before we were formed, He knew us, before we were born, He sanctified us and ordained us as a prophet to the nations.
In Addition, God even knows exactly how long we are going to live. When it comes to Psalms 139:16, it states that our days are fashioned for us even before we are born. However, love keeps no record of wrongs. Therefore, we should meditate on God’s love. There are times that we tend to hold onto our past and there are times that we do the same thing to others. God sent His Son to die for our sins. In order to have a conversation with God, we need to keep prayer simple. We also need to read the Bible as well. We are ambassadors for Christ. Do not hold grudges against anyone. We need to turn from our self-centered living so that God’s love would be possible.
Jesus died for us so that we can be free. The cross makes reconciliation possible. God’s love is stronger. God is the God of all power. God communicates His heart with us. We represent the heart of God. Fear in love; perfect love cast out fear. We need to allow God to fix us. We need God’s grace. Freedom is here. God love for us is very pure. To me personally, God was saying let me know when you are ready. Reconciliation requires change. We are afraid of asking too much. For me personally, I have become a member of the Mormon Faith, 3 Baptist Churches, and currently the United Methodist Church. I have dedicated my life to each church by getting baptized in water and receiving the Holy Spirit.
Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. Please, never stop at forgiveness. I have officially reconcile with God yesterday and I am happy. I still have a whole lot of work to do. I have to share the Good News of the Gospel of Peace. Jeremiah 23:23 says that am I a God near at hand says the Lord, and not a God afar off? God is always with us. He has been with me even during my active addiction. I have learned a whole lot since the year 2015. This is during the time that I was baptized by my former pastor at Fort McKinley Church in Dayton, Ohio.
Romans 16:18 says live at peace with everyone. Jesus body and blood was shed for us. God’s love drives out fear. Acknowledgement is the first step of healing. God will never fail us. Christ died for us so that we can move forward and reconcile with Christ. God will always give ourselves to us. Freedom and joy comes from God. I know for me personally, I feel a whole lot better right now. I must reconcile with my family members and those who refuse to talk to me. I must first reconcile with God, myself, and others as well.
The Bible is a conversation material for us. God is saying engage with me. I engage with God by reading His word, praying, and acknowledging all of my sins and ask God for repentance each day. We all want to be heard and understood at all times. Hurt people hurt people!! I will admit that I used to take all of my problems out on others. I was not a bully. I was a person who was under attack by my enemies from the past. I also had Satan as an enemy as well. When it comes to the devil, I will admit that I was a person who was hearing voices that were not benevolent.
The voices that I have heard were demonic spirits attacking me. There were times when I used to talk back to the voices. Personal attacks destroy our character both externally and inwardly. These messages cause a lot of blame. People react to pain in different ways. All we do is collect wounds, and it starts all over again. It also has a lot to do with anxiety and worry. God sees a future with us. He forgives us. God wants a heart to heart conversation with us. The cross represents the hope for reconciliation. God is more interested in changing our circumstances. There are no exclusions to God’s love. Whoever lives in love, God is with them.
We are made free in Jesus Christ. We are ambassadors for Christ. God reveals His character through us. We are God’s creation. This is the Good News. His blood was poured out for our forgiveness. God has forgiven me. I feel much better right now, and I am sharing this message today because God loves you, and so do I. This is a love that has no walls. God’s love goes beyond our human expectations.
May the God of all peace be with you all!! God Bless You!! Thank You for reading my essay.
My name is Anthony Joseph Hopkins and I am a Blogger. I want to inform everyone that I have been writing for the past 30 years now. I have a total of almost 5710 professionally written blogs on a number of websites. I am intelligent, kind, sincere, understanding, humble, and smart.
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