Tremmel Broadwater - Involuntary Outlaw: The Criminal Illusion

Copyright 2018 by Tremmel (Tree Ali) Broadwater.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed Attention: Permissions Coordinator, at the address below.

TREMMEL (TREE ALI) BROADWATER

3Kii Enterprises

P.O. Box 198816

Chicago, IL 60619

www.3kiienterprises.com

Email: 3kiimerchandise@gmail.com

Book Layout 2017 BookDesignTemplates.com

Involuntary Outlaw/Tree Ali 1st Ed.

ISBN 978-1-7326056-0-2

Printed by:

BOOKBABY

7905 N. Crescent Blvd.

Pennsauken, NJ 08110 | 877-961-6878

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

I especially dedicate this work to all incarcerated involuntary outlaw brethren throughout America, and abroad. In particular, those of you with vision, ambition, pa ssion and desire to manifest your ideas into actions and results, but are unable to due to unjust over extended confinement.

I know all too well the torturous feeling and mental turmoil of having bright ideas, foresight, intellect, and power of influence been kidnapped, buried alive, hidden, and vanquished into the dismal crypts of a diabolically wicked penal system.

One of the very reasons I have so much respect and admiration for founders and leaders of street organizations is because of their abilities to assemble, aspire and move to action non-motivated youth. Encouraging them to participate, and become a part of something much bigger than themselves.

They can take our lives, freedoms, wealth, ruin our names, reputations and legacies, but could never kill our visions and spirits! When great ideas and visions are adopted into the thoughts and actions of others, it is catapulted into the stratosphere of eternity. A caged mind flows free.

To my editor, Tonja Hopkins, mother of one of my truest and closest brother in life and struggle, Brandon Jeron Hopkins, aka B-Smooth. First, I thank you for giving birth to one of the strongest, most influential and giving brothers I have ever encountered in my entire life. Brandons memory is etched in the hearts and memories of many, (especially mine) forever. Be looking for my memoir with vivid details of how Brandy had a major influence over my upbringing in the concrete jungles of the city streets in Chicago. Second, I thank you for offering me your professional assistance with this project, when I was unable to afford to pay for professional edit ing. You are truly a blessing that I will not ever forget and will always be grateful.

I sincerely like to give special acknowledgements to a few men who have a positive influence in my lifes journey.

To by brothers Donavan Lil Mac MacAfee, Tea Mack McClurge, and Casper, two of whom I met in prison. You three brothers do not know each other, but have very similar disciplines, that I will always admire and respect. My brother Macabee being the voice of aspiration to get me jump-started on my first book, which is my, not yet published, memoir; that I had for years previous, in mind to write. You told me that once I completed my first project, I would be motivated to do another. You were right; this is my third book, but first to publish. Again, I thank you for your inspiration.

My brother Casper, whom I have known since my youth, I learned much from you about self-discipline, and how to hustle. Although there have been times that Ive deviated from those principles, I must say about Casper on a more personal note, that when many guys in the hood thought you were a square, I always knew you were not only knowledgeable but also a soldier, because you didnt hang out on the blocks or engage in any foolishness; some hood cats mistook that for weakness. Not only have I always understood and respected that, I also had your back. One thing I love, admire, and respect about C above all (rather it was pure luck, quick wits, or a combination of both), is that he stayed out of prison! And for that, you are one of my very few heroes.

I have been inspired and motivated in my life by many, up close, from afar, directly, indirectly, from personal acquaintances to total strangers. However, while serving a twenty-five year federal prison sentence, I can honestly say that Tea Mack is one of very few brothers I have come in contact with, who pushed me out of my comfort zone and inspired me to excel to a higher level, by any means, under any circumstances, without excuses. Ive gained much by simply watching this brothers work ethic, dedication, self-discipline, and listening to his constant words of wisdom and motivation. If there is ever any business to be taken care of, I trust without doubt or contradiction that Tea Mack will get it done. Thank you for opening up some doors for b rothers such as myself, I am forever grateful.

Surely, you dont realize, when you move and speak, how much you remind me of my man, Casper, but only a bit younger, and much darker version. I could imagine that the course were on would be a similar course to that of me and C. Striving to make boss moves! Even with less than nothing. Although we all have similar disciplines and motivations, I have to admit that there are times I have been the most impulsive, impatient, persistent, and reckless daring of all; which arent great combinations. Such qualities of strengths and weaknesses mixed have often gotten me into the worst of troubles. I should say in my own defense that sometimes, smart people do dumb things. I wouldnt be the first or last person proven too smart for their own good, even smarter is he who heeds the words to the wise. Such character flaws leave men, like me stuck in limbo, on the journey of improving oneself, from niggas [back] to gods.

As has always been, the journey from here on out, is straightforward and direct. Were too old for the nonsense and straying off path.

To my brothers that I do not mention, that are also near and dear to my heart, for whom I have love and respect, and for any whom I may have the slightest measure of influence over, this is the path that we too must remain steadfast on, the never-ending journey toward self-improvement NO MORE MISTAKES ALLOWED!

For all you Goofball Jokers, who are, and forever will be, on Gilliganism: THE JIG IS UP! You are, and forever will be, exposed! We see YOU, stop playing!

As for you cowards afraid to acknowledge self, and make corrective changes, youre so insignificant and obsolete, it doesnt even matter. Either way, youll be rolled over, or simply fade in the wind. A wise man changes often, only fools remain the same.

To my uncle Meco, whom Ive always viewed as an older brother, as stated in my memoir: I have always looked up to you since we were kids. I would blindly and unquestionably follow you to the ends of the earth. Everything I saw you do, I wanted to do, even when I was too young to understand what I was getting myself into. To this very day, I would go the depths of hell with you, for any righteous endeavor. That being noted, I am too grown, with too many responsibilities to allow any man, woman, or child to send me off on any kind of foolishness. But I trust and doubt that is something youll ever do. Ive done a fine job, thus far, of doing bad all by myself. I love you Unk, and cant wait for us both to be out in the world together again, after twenty-five years of be being separated.

Last but not least, my granddad, Monroe Broadwater (dont worry Pops, I could never miss you, I also paid homage to you in my memoir), but Ill repeat right here that, I Thank You for being an example of what a man is supposed to be. You truly are my real hero, and the complete measuring stick by which I aspire to be. You can rest assured that your namesake will live on in a positive manner, thats my promise to you. I love you Pop.