I was a member of the Blood Stone Villains,out of L.A. but I was ''put on'' or ''jumped in'' in Seattle during the time when LA gangs migrated to other cities to push crack. Eventually that gang,along with members of Lime Hood Piru and Mad Swans began becoming more local than cali- influenced,so the decision was to change the name to Native Son Bloods(not native american,but as in native sons' of seattle). We had chosen 85th and Aurora as the d-spot to serve work(rocks if you don't understand slang..which i'm trying not to use here),as well as Pine street downtown. I moved to the Los Angeles area to get aquaintted with more members of BSV,as well as taste the LA gang life,which turned out to be 10x worse than Seattle,though it was getting pretty bad up there too. I was shot at 14(I still have the bullet in my right arm),stabbed at 16 and busted for VUCSA at the same age(Violation of the Uniform Controlled Substance Act).I spent time(1 & 1/2 years) in Maple Lane and Green Hill juevenile institutions for drugs and gang related crimes. What stopped me from this destructive lifestyle was a conservative mexican-American mother who stayed by my side,especially when I was put on the breaking Kiro 7 news for a crime I didn't commit. To make a long story shorter...That day was the day I quit that lifestyle and vowed to not be a victim of the circumstances I put myself in. I got my voting rights back. I work at a BANK. And I am married to a woman that helped me become who I am today. Any more questions???
