Originally Posted by Guest

I lived on Franklin Avenue or near there the Summer of 1988. Across the street from a park where there were often drug deals at night as well as gun shots every once in a while. My mail got ransacked every so often along with that of my African-American "friend" Orlando H. Orlando turned out to be a racist against whites and some of a man who assaulted both members of both sexes. I put him out on the balcony one night when he made an unwanted pass at me after he came back earlier than he said he would and needed a bed. He wanted the bed with me in it. He had pulled a similar stunt on a 1st year Law Student who dropped out of Law School because she did not want to deal with Orlando H. This was Debbie H. I am Jon H., so I had been sitting next to these two in some of the first year law school classes. Distanced myself from Orlando that Third Year of law school as much as possible but it was difficult as he ran the Computer Room where we needed to type and print out or papers and such and this man would often ask me "When am a going to meet the parents?"

One bad apple though does not spoil the bunch. Orlando H. was a racist and a sexual assaulter.