I'm a lawyer living in the beautiful, little city of Grayson, Georgia. And I mean little. Grayson had a population of less than 800 souls not too long ago. today 2600 of us call Grayson home.

Seems the word little follows me about. I was born on the tiny Caribbean island of Grenada. (that's in the Caribbean, not Granada. G-R-E-N-A-D-A. )

I moved to New York when I was twenty; wow, culture shock to the max. Back home I knew everyone in the village, now I Knew no one. And the place was BIG. Streets went on forever and people didn't sleep at night. There were few Grenadians in the Big Apple at the time and I pined for home.

I joined the military as an escape, Army. I got to travel to New Jersey across the river from Manhattan and then to Texas, San Antonio. The Alamo. From tiny to big, really BIG. Texas is 2,443.8 times bigger than Grenada.

Two years of Army service done, I headed home (to New York, not Grenada) So now what!! I was a Vet and that meant benefits, like 5 extra points of the post office exam. I took the job, midnight to eight, a nightmare, no pun intended. But it paid well; I was making $200-big ones /week; this is 1973; That's good money. My compadres were making $90.00/week. But they made you learn every zipcode in Manhattan. I wasn't about to do that. I quit and swithed to full time at Brooklyn College. .

I finished with my degree in English in 77, GPA,3 point something. Took a year off and worked at New York City Law Department. The following year, 1978, I got into NYU on an MLK scholarship, PhD program. That summer I got a job offer in Albany. What to do? I was never one for the big city; I'm a small island man at heart, so I decided it was time to bow out for cold, but bucolic Albany, New York. I was going to be writing the English part of the New York State Civil Service exams. WOW! I found a nice little place there,way larger than my room on Sterling Street. And I didn't have to share the kitchen or bathroom with a house full of young hustling newbies,like myself. I was out of there.

But then I made a decision that changed my life. I applied to Law School. Graduated 1982 with my JD degree. In 1993 I was became a judge on New York City Civil Court. A few Years later, I found myself a Justice on the State Supreme court. I taught law at a CUNY college. Now retired. I work as a Volunteer Child Advocate. So many kids are abused, neglected.. I am finishing my memoir.