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Life After Infamy: The Sequel
Life After Infamy: The Sequel
Life After Infamy: The Sequel
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Introducing the second installment of the memoir of TaLeon Goffneys On My Search for a Better Life, This Is How I Became . . . Infamous!!! Now that he has survived a past of crime on the streets, eleven years in prison, and an international media scandal, hes back out in society trying to make things right. Life takes a sudden turn once he becomes responsible for a life other than his own. Now hes trying to overcome his own personal demons and make an attempt at finally living an honest life for once, without falling victim to all that hes ever known. Or will he?
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Release dateFeb 24, 2017
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Life After Infamy: The Sequel
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Ta'Leon Goffney

Ta’Leon Goffney is a man who grew up in a poverty-stricken community and literally became a product of his environment. Not having a father led him to seek all the wrong examples of what he thought it meant to being a man. The pressures of his upbringing led him to the most illegal and immoral choices that culminated into him becoming a former adult film star and subsequently one of THE MOST WANTED criminals on the east coast. He is the oldest of five siblings and now a father of a beautiful boy. He’s become a model, published author, and a certified HVAC Technician trying to find his place in the world now as a 7-time convicted felon. He’s determined not to make his past become his destiny. Especially if it means not being the failure to his son that his father was to him. He’s publicly known as Mr. Infamous.

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    Life After Infamy - Ta'Leon Goffney

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    © 2017 Ta’Leon Goffney. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 02/25/2017

    ISBN: 978-1-5246-7325-3 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-5246-7326-0 (e)

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    CONTENTS

    Acknowledgments

    Chapter 1 Damn!!!

    Chapter 2 The Wrong Kind of Light

    Chapter 3 Another World

    Chapter 4 The Get Back

    Perspective break #1 (for your edification) : A Gay Man’s War!!

    Chapter 5 Back From The Dead

    Chapter 6 My Past Returns

    Chapter 7 Turn Up Time!!!

    Chapter 8 LOVE DON’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE

    Perspective Break #2 (for your edification): Society As A Whole

    Chapter 9 THE WILDERNESS

    Chapter 10 AN UNEXPECTED SURPRISE

    Chapter 11 TUG OF WAR

    Chapter 12 COMMON GROUND

    The Final Chapter: I SEE ME IN HIS EYES

    Perspective break #3: (for your editifaction): The Ties That Bind

    (AFTERTHOUGHT)

    I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. In order to maintain their anonymity in some instances I have changed the names of individuals and places, I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence. Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals.

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    (Cover photo: courtesy of JD Swiger of www.jdswiger.com)

    To my family, I tried to be who I can for you guys and I will always be there for you whenever I can. Now I have to be who I have to be for me and my son. Love Daddus!!! I beat you butts!!

    Sincerely Yours,

    Ta’Leon Goffney

    "Been gone for too long, and I still mourn… please forgive me…for the crimes I committed.

    But It made me strong, because the gift came from…

    all the time that I vented.

    Now I know why I’m in it..,

    When I look back on everything I wrote…

    I know why I meant it, I know I intended, to be a better man, which was part of his plan, now I so understand, that who I am now…

    Is what GOD invented."

    - Ta’Leon Goffney

    CHAPTER 1

    DAMN!!!

    (Prison cell door slams) I never thought I’d hear the sound of that again. I sat there in disbelief because I couldn’t believe that I was back in prison again. This time it was going to be longer than I’ve ever been sentenced before. All I kept saying to myself was, 8 years? Everything I love is gone: my girl is gone, my possessions are gone, my money is gone, my family is gone, and my life is gone. I just kept thinking about the judge slamming the gavel and giving me a 4-8 year sentence. All the while as I looked back to see the look in Eliza’s eyes as he did it. Right there in that very moment, I knew she was gone.

    But the funny thing about pain is that the more it hurts the more you deny it. I guess it’s the heart’s defense mechanism as it’s shattering into a million pieces. This can’t be real, was the echo in my mind. The craziest part about it all was that I was more concerned about losing my relationship than I was at just losing up to eight years of my life.

    Although Eliza did say that we were finished when I got arrested, as the months went by she began to come around. We were both trying to figure out if we can survive as a couple and cope through this together. She even sent me sweet smelling letters and pictures of us with her dressed up. In return, I would draw portraits of us and make nice cards to keep the love going. But deep inside I knew the inevitable was coming because how long will that last.

    The loneliest feeling in the world took over me as I sat in that cold cement cell. I was given a thin mat to lay on with some semi-white stained sheets and a zip lock bag of basic cosmetics. I quickly made up the sleeping mat and grabbed my pictures as I laid down looking at what was about to walk out of my life. What was I to do? She was beautiful, vulnerable, and unguarded. So I knew that the worst was yet to come. But in the meantime, I just grabbed our pictures and held them close just to feel some form of comfort and familiarity inside this strange inhumane environment.

    I woke up to the sound of a prison guard banging on the cell bars with his keys. Get up! It’s chow time. The cell was so restricted and uniquely designed that I had fiberglass windows in front of the bars and a mailbox-like port where they left my food and locked it before I could reach it. All I could think was, What did I do? This is too extreme. They’re treating me like I’m Hannibal Lector from that movie ‘Silence of The Lambs’.

    As the days went by I was allowed to shower and go out to the rec yard. That’s when it really hit me…I was in deep trouble. The guard told me that I wasn’t allowed to leave my cell to shower or go to the yard unless I was handcuffed and shackled. The day that I went to the rec yard was one that I’ll never forget. I was escorted by several guards outside to this kennel-like cage. I had to back up to the port slots designed through the fence so that they can remove my cuffs and shackles. I paused for a second and took a vivid look at my surroundings. The sunlight hurt my eyes after being locked in that cold torture chamber for over a week. All I saw were barbed-wire fences, gigantic prison walls, and guards with their rifles to the sky watching over the inmates. I just remember feeling like I was never going to get out of there.

    Just over that wall was freedom and it was never going to see me again. Just over that wall

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