A true story of growing up in one of the toughest neighborhoods of Queens, New York. Astoria where the people worked long hard hours six days or sometimes six and a half days at very little pay and no benefits. Where drinking was done on a regular basis and the bars were filled every weekend. Domestic violence ran rampant in those days and was never to be considered a crime, my role model were usually men who smoked, drank and got into fights since that is what I was used to being around not to mention the influence of money and the easy way to obtain it which certain people knew how to do. A place where you learned take care of yourself and become hard or the streets would chew you up and spit you out like you were a piece of bad meat
