CharmerEssay Preview: CharmerReport this essayCharmerGeorge Walterfield Russell Jr. was described as a nice, intellectual, always smiling and having fun type of kid. George could blend in where ever he went. He always had interesting stories to tell. He could carry on conversations with just about anyone, adults or children his own age. He did very well in school and he had an above average IQ. George moved around when he was young. His mother gave him to his grandmother who lived in Maryland at age 6, so she could go to college and receive an education to make a better income for her and Russell. Once she graduated and married a man she met in college, she went and picked up Russell. At age 10 his family moved to Mercer Island. It was a small community north of Seattle. Shortly after they arrived in their new home on Mercer Island, Georges mother gave birth to a baby girl. On Mercer Island the average home was on the lake, and property values were anything but cheap. His stepfather was a dentist and his mother taught African American history at the University, both of his parents made a very comfortable salary. There were very few black families on Mercer Island; in fact there were only three. George was teased by the other black children because his family was too busy to participate in the activities the other African American families held. As a child George had friends, most were women. He had few male friends and seldom did he bring his friends to his house to play. George had a wooden fort that he built that was hidden deep in the brush behind a local tavern not far from his home on Mercer Island. When he did have others to play with, he often took them there. When his friends would ask about his family he would always say “My dads a dentist and owns a Lamborghini and a Porsche, my moms a college professor at the university, she teaches black history.” To outsiders everything seemed to be normal other than George spent very little time with his parents. When he did have friends come over it never seemed to be very pleasant. His parents never talked or even said “hi” to anyone and did very little talking to each other.
The local police department would always see him walking his St. Bernard late at night. The police would stop and ask him what he was doing and he would start talking to them like they were old friends. George was always curious what the officers were up too and what type of work they did. Since the officers always seen him out by himself they became good acquaintances. Shortly after running into George when he was walking his St. Bernard the officers soon found the boy in their station helping answer phones and other miscellaneous duties. They couldnt understand why he wasnt at home, but his parents never reported him missing. The local police men kind of felt sorry for him and would invite him in. George loved working at the station and the cops felt they were keeping him off the streets and away from trouble. For many months George hung around the station. The officers found themselves talking to George like he was one of them. Several months later George asked for more to do around the station and the cops increased his work load. After school he would come directly to the station and help out how ever he could. As George approached junior high school the officers started to notice a difference in him. George spent less time at the station and more time with friends. Word started to spread about Georges drinking and hanging out with a hard group of friends. One time George told his friends he had something to show them and all three of them took the bus into Seattle. George showed them where to climb into an air duct and they would look threw this crack and watch porno movies at one of the adult arcades in down town Seattle. George took his friends there several times, one time when they were peaking threw the crack in the ceiling they watched two men have oral and anal sex. As the cheesy porno was playing, one of the boys started to laugh at something they heard in the movie and one of the men heard them and the boys took off running. His friend did remember thinking “How did a kid so young know where this place was.” Whenever George would be over at a friends house, things would come up missing. One time, one of Georges friends noticed him wearing another friends coat. When George was confronted he said “the kid gave it to me.” Not long into junior high the cops busted George with some pot. When George realized what kind of trouble he was in, he offered to help his friends at the station with a contact of the person who sold him the marijuana. George soon became an informant. He would find out where the kids where buying their alcohol, drugs and where they were partying at. Then he would tell the officers all the information he had and then was paid a small amount. Georges mother Mrs. Mobley found out that Dr. Mobley was cheating. Soon after, she told the news that she was moving back to Maryland and was taking the baby with her. George said she offered to take him as well but he declined because all of his friends were here on the island. He never had a close relationship with his step father; he spent very little time at home. George left home a year later and slept where ever he could, behind bushes, in his fort, or he would break into boat houses and sleep there. Residents of Mercer Island started to report things missing. One couple said “When I went to sleep the night before I had forty dollars in my wallet and now I only have twenty.” The police couldnt do anything because they couldnt catch the perpetrator. Another family said she thought she had seen someone in her house while she was sleeping. There were a rash of burglaries on the island, but did not have a suspect.
After George went to jail, the first time, all of his friends didnt want much to do with him. So George started hanging out with a much younger crowd. He met some thirteen year old girls at a party. At this time George was in his late twenties. He started partying with a girl named V and Lynn Brown. He became obsessed with Lynn. He would come over to her house late at night and they would talk all night long, till 4:00am. They started hanging out every night. Lynn Browns parents never met George and her parents never knew that he was there, they would have freaked. Shortly after when Lynn would come home from school, George would be sitting on her bed, she had no idea how he got in and she knew her parents didnt let him in. When George was confronted with his entry, he would just change the subject. They started having sex, George always refused to use protection and several times when he went down on Lynn he would cause her pain. Lynn was young and this was the first time she had ever
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George would tell all his friends, that he was in charge, that he was always to watch them and obey his parents. That he needed to prove to the kids that he was king and that he was the son they would keep in their hearts.
There has never been another such instance as this in the history of life. And when George was younger, his fathers were scared (in a lot of ways).
He was not the king or the one to rule all the country, but the one to bring them along for the ride. And George never had to come to school and that was that.
You know the one you think you are talking about? George I really didn’t know until he had his first kiss.
So all of my friends, my wife and my wife’s kids, and all my young families, went to school and did the same. But you know if an old lady went to school, George was there.
It was only the younger boys, who were usually kids, who saw George every day.
But there was so many more young people who followed George, but it was only boys, and I got really jealous because that was such a small group of kids. And I saw more boys that I knew, because I knew the stories that George had told about George, I knew all these stories that were told, even as he lived, I knew for sure about George and what he had done to people that did something horrible to him. When I saw the way George used to dress that day, I found it was so offensive to me.
Well the story that George had told to my children in that day is absolutely true. The most offensive thing about that day, that had to do with George being a great man. George was always a great man, he was always there to help others, even when he had not been able to. And I couldn’t remember anything he said that was hurtful to anyone in that day, but it was the truth. This is the truth he was telling his parents and the little children.
This is why you should never ever assume that George was an infallible judge. He was a great man who always did his best to protect others and not just himself. He was not above what he said. And if someone was saying otherwise to you, they do what everybody else does. Just like George said, nothing he said was wrong. And he was just right, right?
And George would tell the kids, that if he didn’t, and he said something to them when they ran away, that he would take them to the nearest store, just because they were so scared.
Now that George was in prison he was no longer allowed to do that. There was no place for him in his life anymore. There was nothing he could do on his own. He could never do any of these things to his kids. But if a friend of yours asked a kid to sing the song “Happy Birthday to George” and their favorite singer sang that to George, George would give them a moment’s rest, and then they would get it back in their heads.
George and I would take what we could from one of the many great singers to the next and never let go. George never let go. The whole family would get up and sit down and try to remember this great story that was put to us by God. Our children always felt that he was God’s Son. And it was an amazing family that helped us to realize that we wanted to live that life we wanted. They would tell us the stories they knew of, the