I don't remember which step in AA is about making amends, but I've thought at times about apologizing for some of my youthful misdeeds whilst in Lorain...an angel, I wasn't.
To all the store owners who were victims of my five-finger discount policies, I'm sorry-generally, it wasn't even something I needed, but simply wanted.
To the owners of the dozens of windows I broke over the years, I've no explanation, even one that satisfies me.
To the other kids whose bikes I stole, it wasn't about you, just about me being selfish.
I once caused a power outage in Lorain; that was an accident. I once keyed a lady's beautiful car because her son wouldn't come out and fight me; that was deliberate.
To those who saw fit to throw me out of their establishments for asinine behavior, you were right.
To Sheriff Phil Stamitti, no, I didn't win the sword cane in a card game, and yes, I knew the sword was in there. When you were with the LPD, you always treated me okay, and you didn't deserve the lie.
To those people I disappointed by not trying, running from responsibility, from life, forgive me; you saw something in me that I didn't.
My best to all, and here's to the statute of limitations. BTW, is my spray-painted scorpion still on the (NW) alley wall near 20th and Broadway?