Youth Division

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Not very long after the formation of the earth and the seeding of the planet with the Being known as man, thousands of animals were formed by the Great “IAM,” with a direction to roam specific parts of this majestic land. 


In those days, each animal could converse with the man. They would often discuss the best ways to support the land and work together to make each habitat better than when they were first formed.


As each generation of animals began, the Being known as the man was tasked with naming each beast and assigning them specific parts of this unforgettable realm to roam. 


It is unfortunate, but while this awesome responsibility grew, man lost sight of his humbling task to inspire life and be a friend to all living Beings inhabiting the land.


As time progressed, disputes began to form between man and the animals who roamed the terrain and were intended to live together harmoniously in this awesome expanse. 


A few animals were formed independently of the knowledge of men, such as Unicorns, Krakens, Jackalopes, and the much sought-after Yeti, to name a few. It was just around the time these animals were formed that man has disavowed the ability to further converse with the animals of the land.

-Vincent Green

Borders and Boundaries:
The Bayview Chronicle

There was little mischief a kid could get into within the borders of the Bayview Projects and get away with it. The entire community was one family.

I must admit, being a “busy kid” that was not always to my delight. Black, white, cops, storeowners; all worked in unison to keep the community speaking in one voice and with one purpose, which was taking care of one another.

I am not sure what makes a community come together in that way, but the inhabitants of Bayview made it happen; whatever the recipe, whatever the balance, the coming together of Bayview, was almost near perfection.

-Vinny Green

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Fishing Tuesday: The Bay-View Chronicles-Book 2

Summers in the Bayview housing development was a remarkable time to be a kid. Hell, it was a fantastic time to be almost anyone.


I didn’t realize it then, but there was just nothing better. Tuesday mornings were dubbed as “Fishing Tuesday” for Stan and me.


We would be up at five a.m., fishing poles in hand, a gardening trowel to dig for worms, a bologna sandwich, maybe two, and we were armed with trash talk about who would out-fish who.

-Vincent Green