The year was 1994 and I was seventeen years old. The local Baytown Newspaper headline read “Ninja’s drop the sword’s”. As I sat in Harris County Jail all I could think about was, what in the hell did I just do! I was charged as an adult with Burglary of a Building and sent off to a community service center for three months run by Harris County Sheriffs then next door to Boot Camp for six months. Also ran by Harris County Sheriff’s Deputies.
I still remember the drill instructor saying to everyone in my platoon that we would be better citizens or great criminals by the time we left and the only way to leave is to Graduate Boot Camp. I thought that was hell, until I hit TDC in October of 1994. Three months after graduating boot camp I get caught up with a friend and go back to Harris County Jail. I was sentenced with 5 years aggravated , which means I had to serve 2 and 1/2 years before I was eligible for Parole. In 1996 I hit the Hardest Unit in Texas at the time. New Boston, Texas the Telford Unit Maximum security Prison.
By this time I had gained my Respect and was on Closed Custody because I wasn’t trying to hear it. You wanna run your mouth like a cell warrior and I wanna fucking box. When I hit Telford I had just turned nineteen and was a straight PeckerWood. Barn none fade all mentality. I was approached by a dude named Johnny Boy who ran with the aryan circle. Johnny Boy wanted to prospect me for the circle. During this time the circle was being smashed by the Mexican Mafia on Telford. I was down for the woods so I started to prospect with a/c. We were on lock down for awhile then allowed to go to the yard for an hour one day. Johnny Boy sent me a kite telling me to be ready. I hit the yard with my piece ready to handle business and Johnny Boy looks at me and says, “wait what are you doing SandMan!” I tell Johnny Boy I feel like I’m in a movie let’s do this shit!
I tell Johnny Boy this is what it’s about right, being down 100% for your Bro’s! Johnny Boy tells me no that there is a lot of politics also and he was coming up for parole. What the Fuck are you talking about Johnny Boy our Bro’s just got smashed and stabbed up and your talking politics. Because of me prospecting during war which doesn’t happen I became a member of the circle. I tell Johnny Boy that the circle isn’t for me and I am moving on.
Well with the way everyone talks in prison, it was known what I went to the yard to do for the circle. So the circle tells me I am a Brother and can’t step away. That I need to put the new diamond patch on my back. Wait a minute who the FUCK do you think your talking to mother fucker. You and a/c got me fucked up if you think I am patching up with you bitch’s. So me and a/c go to war and I let them know what time it is. Then I get a kite from a Wood named Ziggy holding down that Texas Mafia Family. Ziggy tells me that TM heard about my feud with the circle and wanted to know if I would allow TM to back me as a Brother. I tell Ziggy that I want to handle the a/c girls on my own and then if TM is still interested in me that I am down. Not about to let a Real Wood stand alone, Mister Mayo rank from TM comes to me. From that day forward Texas Mafia was my LIFE. The circle sisters no longer wanted any trouble with me. Wow, I thought you bitches were down!
Guess not…. I wasn’t no tattooed up Wood or six foot tall, just had a lotta Heart. I move my way from closed custody lockdown to medium custody. Telford was on lockdown cause crips be trippin’ and we be stickin’. I was the only TM member on medium custody period but the right Wood for the job. I wasn’t good at boxing but that didn’t matter because I had a don’t give a fuck attitude. An HEART! So the crips wanted some redemption for hurting there cell warrior shit talking sisters. Hi C was calling the shots for all the crips on Telford and order a member from each set to handle their business. So they lined up and did what’s called a backdoor…. I fought six members one after another back to back with no stopping. By the end of it Texas had even more Respect and I had a black eye.
Me and the crips were cool and had established Respect. I remember this Blood, I forgot his name but much Respect. Blood kept telling me keep your head up and you’ll knock those bitches out! I was hitting them but kept ducking my head, so I would end up hitting them in the side instead of the face. I staid on my feet the entire fight, cause I don’t give a fuck an this is Texas baby! Of course not what Hi C had in mind! Due to my show of Loyalty and being straight fucking down now Texas A/B has their interest in prospecting me. Much Respect to Texas A/B! I staid Loyal to Texas and told A/B I was not a ship jumper and had they been around to hit me up first I would have been down. Some solid ass Woods and I am Grateful for the support they showed to me when the circle sisters thought they were going to handle business with me, while I slept on my bunk in a trustee dorm. Yea right Mother Fucking Bitches…. This Texas Mafia Fuck a/c!!!!!
Back to medium custody and now once again the circle jerkers are back trying to patch me up again. What are you guys not understanding I am not patching up with a/c no matter what so stop hitting me up about it. Being I was a single member Representing to the Fullest I had a lot of Respect and eyes on me! One day this a/c bitch heath blue gets his radio stolen and blames it on the crips. Instead of handling the situation heath cries to A/B for help because the crips out numbered him and his sisters on medium custody. Fucking Funny!!! Long story short the radio shows up in the trash container.
I continued to Rep Texas and do my thing until I hit minimum custody. No easy task by any means especially after being on closed custody. The c/o’s are always fucking with you so walking that fine line is hard. But here I was on minimum custody..What!! The year is 1998, four years to get to minimum custody. Holy Hell! I had a couple Bro’s on minimum custody and was able to kick it with them daily. I made it from the pod’s to the dorms, S4 trustee status. I was in school and just doing Texas when war broke out on other farms between us and the circle sisters. Yes sir you know me, lets do this shit! Pump those brakes youngster, Juvenile said. You see Juvenile is calling the shots for us on Telford so I can’t jump until allowed to. Juvenile and a Wood named Magnum a/c shot caller at the time declared peace on our unit.
Well Magnum started to see a/c for who they were and stepped out. The circle jumped him out, I thought it was blood in blood out but okay. I tell Juvenile I have a bad feeling and we should handle biz. Your a hot head youngster, SandMan and nothings going to happen so I need your piece, Juvenile tells me. I tell Juvenile aight but if something happens I am going to have a problem with you about this shit. So I followed orders and the following day after I come back from school I take a nap in my cubicle bunk. I formed a habit of sleeping a certain way so if I got stabbed in my sleep I could possible defend myself from a fatal wound. This would allow me to defend myself. I know it sound stupid and funny but Thank You Baby Jesus!
While I was napping two a/c sisters from the pod’s snuck into the trustee dorms where I was. Abbot jumped on my chest and started chocking me while heath blue stabbed me in my left side and arm thirteen times. Heath was stabbing me in the side so hard the handle of the shank slide up to the tip keeping him from stabbing me any more. Oops your bad bitch! When I realized what was happening my inner Gangster Triple OG was born, awake and had been waiting for a bitch or bitches to try a mother fucker! I threw abbots bitch ass off me and kneed heath in the face forcing both of them back and out of my cubicle. I started throwing hands then, and talking mad shit. I chased both them bitches outta my dorm while saying fuck a/c this is Texas Mafia mother fuckers! Lucky for them Juvenile turned out to be their guardian angel. They got away and I didn’t want to make a bigger scene since the guard didn’t see anything because he was sleeping. I was stabbed a total of thirteen times mostly in my side. My arm got stabbed three or four times when I started throwing those hands on both those bitches. And I kept my head up this time too! Damn Blood you were right!
I took a shower and cleaned my cubicle of blood and called Johnna this white homosexual guy to patch up my wounds. Magnum asked me what I was doing and why I wasn’t going to the E.R and tell the guard I got stabbed because I could died. There was a lotta blood and I appreciate the concern but I will die for my Family! Yup in front of everyone in the dorm I had Johnna clean the wounds and bandage me up. Everyone was probable like dam they picked the wrong dude to wake up that way. After I got bandaged up I woke up the guard and asked for a mop so I could tell my Bro RedWood what was going down since he had two of their sisters with him in his dorm next to mine. As I was telling him what happen the sisters tried to run up on him from behind with mackerel cans in pillow cases for weapons. One of the a/c sisters hit RedWood in the head once knocking him out cold. I was beating on the door telling the guard to let me in and telling the a/c sisters I was gonna kill them. To my Surprise Texas A/B stepped in and didn’t let them a/c bitches do anything else to RedWood. Was it outta Respect for me and my Love for my Bro’s! Or because REAL backs REAL….So once again Texas A/B has my Respect for that Awesomeness!!
The guard hits the siren and tells all of us to get back in our dorm and get on our beds for lockdown. The guard still didn’t know about my situation with being stabbed only what happen with RedWood. Everyone gets on there beds and waits for the c/o’s to come handle the situation in the dorm involving RedWood. I ask a Homie named Red if I could get a cup of coffee while we waited. I was drinking my coffee and just chillaxen when the c/o’s finally arrived. The c/o’s went cubicle to cubicle checking inmates for marks to see if anyone else was involved in all the connecting dorms. Four dorms in total. Magnum got pulled out because he had a black eye from being jumped out of the a/c. They brought him back in when they realized his black eye was a couple days old. They got to my cubicle and noticed my neck was red, nothing else. I told them that I had been rough housing with another inmate, just messing around wrestling. They asked me to step outside to check the rest of my body for marks.
I was dressed with a home made tank top on underneath my clothes. The c/o’s asked me to take my shirt off. I took my shirt off but standing where they could only see my right side. They told me to turn around and as I did they noticed I had fresh bandages on my left arm with fresh blood. I kept trying to play it off, saying it happen when I was horse playing. The c/o’s were like, yea right and instructed me to take the tank top off. So I took my tank top off and turned back where they couldn’t see my left side and started chatting it up with them. The c/o’s started laughing and said stop playing and told me to turn around in a full circle so they can make sure there are no other marks. One of the c/o’s said, I should write you up for horse playing, hurry up an turn! When I turned…..
All the c/o’s faces were in shock and one said, what the fuck you’ve been stabbed, a lot! Another c/o yield lockdown the entire farm someones been stabbed. All the c/o’s were asking me how could I be so calm during the entire search after being stabbed. Remember I was chillaxen drinking coffee when they got to my cubicle. Cool as a cucumber! As the c/o’s walked me in handcuffs behind my back to the infirmary inmates from the pod’s were yelling SandMan what happened. I replied, you know just smashing bitches! I still wasn’t feeling the pain yet from being stabbed because I was krunk as shit! I know this sounds funny to the average person, but I was Fucking Proud of myself for the way I handle the situation.
The worst pain came from the doctor putting a rod in each of the thirteen stab wounds to measure depth. Fuck that hurt more then getting stabbed the first time. After a week in the infirmary in a single cell I was transferred to seg. and waited for a hearing with the warden. I was in a single cell for two days then put in a cell with RedWood. I gave him a big hug cause that’s my Bro! Juvenile and another Bro were together in the cell next to us. I told Juvenile I still Loved him! I seen the warden and told him I didn’t know who stabbed me because I was sleeping when it happened. Of course he said, yea right! The warden knows and respects the game. The warden had a kite heath or abbot wrote about taking the biggest threat from TM out first, it had my name in it and abbot and heaths as the tough guys that were gonna kill me. I was transferred to the Estelle unit.
Guess what! a/c tries to prospect me on this farm now. Don’t these dumb asses talk about what is popping on other farms incase they run into someone they need to handle. So I get approached by this a/c dude named Red in the lunch line. Not the same Red from Telford. Red ask’s me if I thought about getting down for the cause. If I thought about being down with the a/c. I said, Are you Fucking serious dude! Do you know who the fuck I am? Everyone started to look at us in line so Red tried to play it off by saying, yea your a down ass Wood! I said back to him, no mother fucker, my name is SandMan and I Rep. Texas Mafia. I just got shipped from Telford after smashing two of your sisters who thought they were gonna handle business with me. Shut the Fuck up and don’t talk to me unless you wanna fucking problem! I was released in 1999 from Estelle Super Seg., they called me SandMan….
WHAT!! 