GANGS OF HARVEY: GOLF ANYONE?

I was over at my friend Tim Collins'house one night, hanging out in the driveway. Tim, Cary Johnson, Andrew Richmond, me and some others were sitting around telling stories and engaging in our most common activity: Cadding (cracking jokes on eachother). We decided to walk a couple of blocks away to the all night gas station on 154th & Ashland for some snacks.

The group of us were joking when we made it there. All of a sudden a chubby light-skinned boy ran up to the station window, beating on it and screaming for help! His face was swollen and discolored. As the gas station attendant was coming outside, a group of boys and girls ran up screaming with golf clubs! Surrounded by a bunch of thugs with clubs, my friends and I thought we might have to fight!

The attendant was trying to keep the crowd away from the beaten boy, when one of them came towards me. I was ready to swing on him when I saw that he wasn't looking at me. He snuck around behind me and my friends, got in back of the attendant, and came at the chubby boy from the side...CRACK! He popped the chubby boy in the eye with a full punch and knocked him into the station's glass window!

The chubby boy was dazed, and in serious trouble, when another light-skinned boy came running up. "Get away from my brother" he yelled! He ran towards one of the girls, grabbed her club, and hit her in the teeth with it! She screamed and ran off! He then came over the top with a swing --like he was chopping wood-- and cracked one of the other boys in the top of the head! Blood squirted up about two feet in the air! The thug grabbed his head, yelled and started hopping away like a damned bunny rabbit! The rest of them ran away. The light-skinned brother with the club said he was a Vice Lord, and that the people chasing his little brother were Gangster Disciples.

The gas station attendant offered to call an ambulance and the police, but the two brothers refused and left. My friends and I went ahead with getting our snacks, and left too. Going back home we talked about our night, which wasn't too unusual. It was just another night in the 1980's gangland battlefield that Harvey had become...

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