Hector--

I have never had any contact with a black person before...the only information on them was--not good. So I was surprised when I met Hector...He worked the night shift.......Since I fall asleep early--He started at 11pm, and would be gone by the time everyone woke up at 7am...So the only time I ever got to know him was on the weekends...He was a quite guy...skinny and his skin and hair was shiny like it was oiled..We passed each other through the door way and his hand touched mine...I said hey watch it....his hand was all oily..as I wiped it on my pants...the oil smelt like those packs of dried leaves stuff you see in some bathrooms....yuk...I said out loud...now some of the guys were getting in on this and started to say hey look where Hector was sitting there is a oil stain on the couch from his hair...and on they made fun of him...Everyone was playing risk and so we were all seated at the table and my chair was to the back of the office..All the sudden Hectors hand appeared with a butter knife with a big hunk of margin on it. He held it in front of my face not moving...everyone stopped playing and watched the show...I asked him what was he doing...he said nothing...thought maybe you could use some oil on your skin as it looked dry....hmm, ok Hector whatever....I said you had your fun .....now please let us carryon playing risk...He just stood over me with the hunk of margin moving closer to my face....I said if that touches me.....just then he mushed the margin into my face....I jumped up and grabbed him....damn he was slick...I couldn't even hold him...I held his arm and my hand slipped off of him....So I went to the bathroom and cleaned the margin off my face...the risk game was over as in the pushing match the table got knocked and all the risk pieces got knocked....game over..After that Hector started to wake me up for school with a glass of water...not everday just once and awhile...I made a hammer at school in machine shop and named it my bk hammer..as soon as he started to come close to me ...I would swing this hammer wildly...I said if he walked into its path way its his fault--not mine..if he gets hit...Hector bought a cool 60's van with shag carpeting and everything..even a bed in the back....he had to go get some milk at the store...so he asked if I wanted to go for a ride ...I said sure...We went into the store...and hector saw a black guy stealing a can of food ...He said hey man...don't steal man..It reflects not only on him..and his character but also all blacks everywhere....the guy said sorry..but he was hungry..Hector said to get a job...but here is 20 dollars in the mean time....Wow cool maybe Hector wasn't that bad after all.....after that he didn't wake me up with water thrown on me...and my hammer sucked anyway....I tossed it out.....Later Hector let me practice driving with his car....even after I took a chrome molding off a car as I was trying to park...he still let me drive his car..Hector even tried to help me get a job at radio shack as he knew I had a knack for electronics...but the guy said that I was too young... Hector tried to pass this same type of Black pride down to a black guy that just arrived at the house....only after Gamblin saw LLoyds stereo system and walked out the door with it....wires trailing 3 feet behind as he tried to run with the stereo. One guy passed him on the sidewalk who happened to be LLoyds roommate..and came in the house and asked why the new kid Gamblin was walking down the street with LLoyds stereo.....but by that time Gamblin had already fenced the unit....He must have had a cat waiting around the corner...Gamblin came back in...and one of the staff asked him where LLoyd's stereo was...The kid who saw him also was there repeating how he saw Gamblin carrying the stereo down the street and had even offered to help Gamblin with it by picking up the speaker wires that were dragging....BUSTED...Well Hector talked with Gamblin and talked about Black pride and how to rise above the stereotype of how all blacks steal...and what he does in life affects not only him ...but his family. his friends and his race....I not sure how Gamblin got the money back or maybe Hector fronted him the money..but Lloyd had a brand new better system out of the deal...and Hector got Gamblin a job cleaning office furniture at night....In no time Gamblin also bought a stereo system as good as LLoyds with huge speakers...that is how everyone in the house got introduced to Bob Marley.....yeah man we jamming ..hope your like jamming tooo........:)
If I couldn't sleep I would go downstairs and Hector would be talking on the phone...so I made myself a tea..and sat down at the kitchen table....after 5 minutes Hector was holding the mouth piece and whispering he would like me to go up and do a head count....so he passes me the flashlight....I open the the second bedroom door and there is Tony on the floor..leaning against the bed...at first I thought he was doing his prayers or ...yup ...got the wrist action....he was whacking off...and was going lifting the mattress up ready to deposit it there...ah..shit..sorry I said and let the door close..I mean what else can you say...Hector was off the phone...and he said you couldn't have checked all the rooms...I said no I didn't ..and told him what I saw...he laughs..didn't you knock on the door before opening it...I said no....I would have thought at 1am everyone would be alseep...Hector laughs..as he grabs the flashlight and goes up to do a head check...