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When I was 9
years old in in 1972, I joined the Brims(later
to become the Bloods). Terry Gedaugh, the
recognized founder of the Brims is someone I
respected, and I looked up to Terry, and worked
hard to emulate my mentor in crime. The Brims
gave me the family I was looking for. Mom was
there, but I was looking for something more.
There was a fire and anger that burned inside,
and the only way out, I thought, was to become
the best gangster I could be. The early 70's
changed me as I moved from 57th and Dinker to
Baldwin Hills, better known as the "Jungle". The
"Jungle" was also the home of an offshoot of the
Brims. They were called the Black P Stone
Bloods, and they were killers. In 1975, at 12
years of age I was shot in the face after a
dispute in a dice game. What I would do next
would define who I was on the streets, but I
always knew it did not define me as a person.
Why did I make the choices that I knew would
lead to my fall. I feel it is like a beast.
There is the good beast and the bad beast, both
trying to control me. Each one has to be fed,
but even at that early age, I knew I would feed
the bad beast now and again. Like the bible
says, " We were born into sin", and I realized
later in life, that I was being saved for
something greater then I was, and the good
beast, the beast of god wanted the most
attention. I realized even then, that I wanted
more then the gangs offered me. Later that year,
I was arrested on charges of kidnapping and
armed robbery. I ended up in the Sylmar
detention centers, "Blood Module". It wasn't
really the blood module back then, but I knew
where it was going to end up. I think it is
funny that all I wanted to be was a gangster,
but at that same time I had compassion and felt
remorse for what I was doing, and who I was
going after. There is nothing glorious about the
gang life, especially when you knew you should
get out, but you stay anyway. This is how it
began for myself, and my crew. Of course all my
crew is doing time, but I thank god their not
dead. This is also where Apollo had his first
thoughts of ending gang life. He spoke to the
young Bloods at Sylmar and expressed his concern
for their survival, and the realities of
surviving the gang lifestyle. This kind of
thinking is what would eventually lead to
community activism. During the 80's and 90's
crack cocaine would take over the drug trade and
communities. Families would fall, and young
African American men would lose their lives at a
startling rate. Apollo having now reached OG
status, would do two terms in prison totaling 4
years. While in his mid twenties, Apollo was
released the second time, spending two years for
purchasing cocaine from a DEA agent, he realized
things had to change. From this moment on Apollo
would work on bringing communities together.
With help from Maxine Waters, Apollo with
leaders of the Crip Gang (The Bloods Rivals),
created a truce. The defining moment came when
President Bill Clinton, recognized Apollo and
his Crip rivals for their work in ending the
violence. The timing was crucial not only for
Apollo, but also for state and local
governments, as well as law enforcement, which
had become overwhelmed by the violence.
Today Apollo
is a community activist who has worked with
community leaders such as Congresswoman Diane
Watson. He continues to work with leaders, Herb
J. Wesson Jr., and Jim Brown to name just a few.
Apollo strives to bring people together, to
solve the problems of the inner city, and work
to make better communities and living conditions
for all people, no matter race or social class.
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