As a young man growing up in Windy Bank Estate, Liversedge during the late 40s to the 1960s, I was invariably on the wrong side of the law. Instead of becoming a Probation Officer at the age of thirty, I could so easily have been a prisoner on parole reporting to his Probation Officer. Fortunately, for me, there were a several people rooting for me along the way, who believed in me and also believed that I deserved a ‘second chance’ to do well for myself. During my late teens, although I was always a rebel to the last, I was most definitely ‘a work in progress’ who was changing for the better year upon year.
So, while it would be true to say that during my journey towards manhood, while I was always what you might call ‘a bad boy’, I was never ‘a desperado’.
Love and peace Bill xxx