The Bordertown Memories: Never Killed Anyone, Never Had Anyone Killed

This is a true account of my life during the span of more than a decade in the '60s and '70s when I was lured into the life of a drug dealer. As a poor young boy from a barrio in the small border town of San Ysidro I wanted to make something of myself and the promise of big money and everything that came along with it was too attractive an offer to pass up.It was during this time that marijuana and cocaine deals were making way for the major Mexican and Latin American gangs and notorious drug cartels that were to come.Cash from the drug sales flowed back into Mexico to pay off drug dealers. What grew into the largest border crossing in the world by 2011 was once the playground for my friends and I, exploring in the once deserted hills and fields that later became a "no man's land," according to Joseph Wambaugh in his book "Lines and Shadows."In his book Mr. Wambaugh writes about an orginal task force put together to fight the lawlessness occuring along the hills of the boder, also known as "the imaginary line" between San Ysidro and Tijuana, I discuss it in this memoir.Education and political activism would become a large influence in my life but only after it was almost too late. But luck was on my side and I somehow was abel to escape the fate of many like me who either ended up incarcerated or dead. This is my story.