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hear about that day. I've got to get in touch and
congratulate him."
    Uncle Teddy was a positive male influence for
me growing up; especially during the years my dad was battling his
drug and alcohol addiction. The funny thing is my uncle loves
Budweiser as much as my dad. But for some reason, he never allowed
alcohol to overcome him.
    Back in the day, Uncle Teddy was as Jerome
from the TV show, Martin, would say "A playa, playa from the
Himalaya." Uncle Teddy was instrumental in advising me about women.
He would always provide pointers on how they are and how to act
around them. One of his favorite sayings is, "Every pretty woman
got a story involving a man. So never put all your stock into her
until she proves she is 110% down for you." I never quite got that
saying until I entered college as an 18 year old wide-eyed
freshman. To this day, every attractive female I run into has a
dude in her past (or present) lurking somewhere in the background.
This is why I'm apprehensive in revealing or giving too much of
myself to a woman.
    "Soooo speaking of marriage, when will I meet
Mrs. Banks?" my mother said with an inquisitive look.
    "Mama. Now you know there isn't no Mrs.
Banks. I'm only focusing on me and my career." I hate when my mama
asks that question but I understand. Every mother wants to witness
their son find a phenomenal woman to marry. My mother will have to
wait on that day.
    "Oh ok. I understand. Just make sure you
don't let your career get in the way of finding true love. You have
too much to offer a woman to keep it to yourself," she replies with
a look of slight disappointment.
    "Don't worry mama. I will definitely take
advantage when I meet a quality lady," I replied with a smirk.
    My mother is clueless of my quest for a
quality lady. I'm not sure if one woman is enough for me though.
However, one thing my Uncle Teddy always told me is, "One quality
female trumps ten so-so females." I never could comprehend this
concept. How in the hell could one female be better than 10 or
more? How could having sex with one woman forever exceed fucking a
multitude of women on a weekly basis?
    I thought Uncle Teddy was bullshitting. His
engagement suggested otherwise. Then again, he is 60 year old man.
It's easy to throw away your player card at 60! His advice
mystifies me. One woman trumps countless women? No way.
    "Well mama, I enjoyed chatting with you but I
got to run," I reply while viewing the time on my smart phone.
Several text messages await my response. Most are from various
females and one is from my best friend, Greg. He says we need to
catch up sometime. I shoot him a text back to say we will soon.
    "Well baby, I enjoyed your company. Don't be
stranger now," she replies as she gets up to hug me and walk me to
the door.
    "Yes ma'am. I definitely won't," I say before
exiting from her home.
    "Hey. Whenever you can, please check on your
father. He really wants to see you."
    I rolled my head around and huffed. "Yes
ma'am. I will check on him soon." My dad has been in a drug and
rehab center for several months now. I've yet to visit him. I would
prefer not to witness my father in such a vulnerable state. In
addition, I'm still somewhat resentful that he force my mother into
a single parent role. Despite my parent's turbulent relationship, I
wanted us to remain a family. I will make an effort to visit
pops.
    As I walk towards to the Mackmobile, a
peaceful smile forms across my face. I rejoice how blessed I am to
have such a wonderful mother. Afterwards, I began thinking if one
woman I meet could be half the woman she is. They say the woman you
remain with forever possess similar characteristics of your mother.
I wonder is this true? If so, where the hell is she? When I meet
her, "perhaps" I will join Uncle Teddy on 'One Woman Island.'
PERHAPS!

Chapter 7
Thanks For The Enlightenment
    (Nas "The World Is Yours" playing
from my car stereo)
    I just arrived at Greg's house. Before
getting out of my car, I quickly reminisce on