Born 1969 of February 23rd. A product of my father, the great/late Jerome Leonard Cook's convencing of my mother (Rose) with having me instead of abort, which landed my birth on the precise same day of the 23rd as well as precise same month of February Making my father & I exactly 30yrs. apart from one another. Being the runt of the siblings in the family, with my sister from our father's loins, all of same mother, with me to be I think, the 7th or 8th'?' Unreconcilable differences assisted my ignorance to much pertainent facts about my torn apart family. Such experience left me in a bind thrughout my growing to adult age. The grave effects of the mental syche with trying to properly grow up into a man, sprung out of the parented seperation. Unfortunately, the eager thirst to be united & embraced by a Mom haunted me throughout my growing years where I would without any coutionary concerns of getting hurt, search quinching of thirst through the natural attraction towards any opportunity of an intimate merging with school mates, or local lady friends in the community I've lived. The betrayed ladies of community would allow the 2ndary relationship to easily merge, so that unbeknownst to the new guy, she would be able to strike back out at the general malehood, that she were'nt able to do to the initial cause for her wanting to get back at the man, [whom is'nt in any passage of rights/rites to even be present amongst her in such a way] charging our ego's to the sychotic belief that he's a pimp-like, Don Juan or Giggalo. Thee Creator's sense of humor to this is a spectacular phase of new guy, navigating alone throughout the city, towting black garbage bags for luggage, & looking mighty stupid on the different city transportation routes & services to destination, No-Where!!!