Growing Up Bronx

Stories and tales of what it was like Growing Up Bronx during the late 80s and early 90s.

When I was in school, I used to get tormented by the local thugs. I call them thugs because that is how they behaved. Like young, despicable, miscreants. It also happened on my own block, but not to the...
When I first arrived at basic training, I had a throat and ear infection. As such, I was taking antibiotics and I did receive clearance from my command to bring them to boot camp. I think that they knew I...
Yesterday as I sat eating my mom's delicious home cooking with my little sister, I became overwhelmed with emotion. Tears started to stream down my face, and my little sister asked, "Are you crying?" In the background, my mom and...
I was never a pothead, nor have I ever consumed any mood altering substance heavily throughout my life. However, I'd be lying if I said I've never smoked weed. I did a few times as a teen, and a...
This is a paper that I wrote in college for Cultural Anthropology on fitness and self confidence. I believe I wrote this during my freshman year. I have not edited out any writing mistakes, nor have I changed the...
When I was a young man, I met a pedophile at the park. I was about 14 or so, and I often would go to the track at 161st Street in the Bronx to run. This was the old...
Some of your childhood trauma sticks with you. Growing up, the elevator could easily be used as a location for criminal activity. I mean, where are you gonna go? But, it was not just the inside which posed a...
This man has been working the subways since when I was a teenager, I'm about to hit my 40s. Whenever I see him, I smile and nod. I have tried to engage him in conversation, but it's never happened....
In politics, you’ve seen the two opposing sides talk about this. One will say, “It takes a village,” and the other will say, “That’s the government trying to interfere in your life.” Look man, I don’t give a damn...
When I was in college, I was walking to the train station. I passed by one of those electronics stores that is perpetually running a going out of business sale in Fordham Road. The man who was outside trying...
I was walking home to 163rd street from Clarke Place. It was late in the evening, and the streets were scary quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you look around twice. As I walked, unexpectedly, I felt someone kick...
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