About the Author
This youngster was born on May 9, 1946 to the proud parents of Ann F. and James Earl Loving Sr. in Baltimore Maryland. He grew up knowing that his parents and extended family loved and supported him. He spent most of his summers in rural Sylvania, Georgia with his maternal grandparents, Bennie and Rosa Foy, along with his numerous family memebers.
At home and in Georgia, he attended Sunday School and church, regularly, which was required. He learned from the above a strong sense of family and a deep level of religious and spiritual belief (although it was not always apparent).
James Earl Loving Jr. was educated in the Baltimore City School System, graduating from Baltimore City College (high school) in 1964. From 1965 to 1972, he attended, and graduated from Coppin State College while working too many jobs to mention.
He began his teaching career in 1972, most of it in Special Education, at various schools and on various levels. As many do, he found ways to supplement his teaching career by doing other things like bar tending, cab driving, being a bouncer, clerk, auto sales, collections, and other things as he was "earning his Ph.D in the streets."
He has benefitted from having great friends, acquaintances, co-workers, and students, but always credits and thanks God for being with him. He knows that God has been with him when in places he should not have been and doing things he should not have done.
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now, my name it's harold,
harold p. jones,
and i ain't go no idea why i
got me this phone.
being that i sit here all alone,
got no idea why i pay for this phone.
maybe, i is performing some kind of public service, you see,
maybe that's why we together,
my phone and me.
when people get lost, they dying, or can't find their family,
who they call? you got it!
old by hisself me.
hell no! i don't know betty,
tom, slick, or sue.
don't believe i'd tell you
even if i knew,
all i know is after they disturb you,
they don't even 'poligize when they through.
but what in the world can i do?
well, next time you call, please
just say 'hi!' 'stead of saying wrong number, goodbye.
Because after you hang up,
i almost cry,
'cause i got me this phone,
but i don't even know why!