On 2003-04-30 07:34:00, Anonymous wrote:
"I was in kids of bergen county. left sometime in 1990. I think it was November. But i can't be sure. "
If you left when the detectives & prosecutors came in, that was in Aug. '90.
That's when I.
Talk about a weird fuckin' day...
Split off into two rap groups... I think Larry was leading the one I was in. No, I'm certain of it.
People peeling off one by one into an area off the room.
Jeezus, why did I have to be one of the last few they took? It's weird when everyone but the last couple people in the group were gone... Just GONE. No idea whether they were back in the main group or whatever...
Then they chose me. I met with the detective and hardly hesitated when they asked if I wanted to leave....
We were all at the Hackensack courthouse, I believe it was. Hell, I don't know where. It wasn't in that damned building. A drainage tunnel was more appealing than 80 Commerce Way at that point...
People were bumming smokes from the detectives. I think they actually went and bought a carton for us. I didn't smoke one then. Dunno why.
They ordered pizzas and we ate and we gave our statements.
I didn't know anyone in the area, except for these people and the Kids people. I had no ID. No money. No clothes. No place to live. Hell, I was 3000 miles away from anyplace I could even consider calling 'home'.
But none of that mattered, because I wasn't a captive...
I remember the detectives turned on the radio in the car on the way to the courthouse. It was a sunny late summer day. The leaves were just yellowing to change to autumn colors....
It matched perfectly with the sense of renewed freedom.