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Kevon Gulley with Boyd and Lucinda

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Kevon says... Growing up, both of my parents were on drugs and parents were victims/participants of drugs and Reaganomics I was raised by my Grandmother, and she tried to steer me out of where I was headed, but I wouldn’t listen to her. After she died, I landed in the foster care system. And soon after that, all of the other systems soon followed. Kevon Gulley, who admits that he has rejection issues after being left to fend for himself at the young age of 10 in Watts’ Imperial Courts while his mom was addicted to heroin. The middle of three children, Kevon was left alone for almost three months after his brother and sister were taken by their relatives to be cared for.That feeling soon faded when his grandmother passed away and he became a ward of the State of California, being placed in numerous group homes and foster homes until he was finally emancipated. As a former Centennial High School student, Kevon was sentenced to ten years as a juvenile in California’s Youth Authority for carjacking and kidnapping. When he was released in 2000, he once again tried to get his life together by taking classes at Santa Monica College and working at an Arco in Victorville. But just three years later found himself facing 150 years that was eventually plead down to 8 years because all his crimes to date had been as a juvenile. Having spent the majority of his youth behind bars. I had two (2) strikes as a juvenile, and I got nailed on a three (3) strikes case. My rock bottom was hearing a judge tell me he planned to sentence me to 150 years in prison with no plea bargain. The opportunity for me to write came when my friends and I had a “disagreement” with the Correctional Officers. Because of this “disagreement” we were ordered to go to the “Hole” which is called Administrative Segregation. I chose to write the personal stories of living my life in Los Angeles... my hood, Compton. 

 

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