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Some knew him as Tyrone, some knew as Chism, and some knew him as Bip. However you knew him, IF YOU REALLY KNEW HIM, you knew that he was a hard working man, who looked out for those that looked out for him.
I’ve heard that he’s crazy, and I’ve heard that he’s a loud mouth. I’m not saying that those sentiments were wrong, but to know Chism was to know a man who was genuine.
I got to know him in 2014, when I asked a simple favor… keep a watch out for 10mins while I ran home. He lived next to the shop, and I hoped that he’d keep a look out from his front porch, while I ran to the house. Nope, not Chism. He sat on the front sidewalk of my shop, as if he was guarding Ft. Knox. As I pulled back up, just minutes after leaving, he stood up and waved. He didn’t stick around for a handout, he didn’t sick around for a tip. He had completed the job asked of him, and he was heading home.
Chism was a hard working man, a man that never asked for anything that he didn’t earn. He may not have lived in VR’s biggest house, or driven the most expensive car, but he was a man that you had to respect. He earned every penny of what he had, and took care of it as if were priceless.
I dont respect possession, i respect character, and for that i respected Chism (except for his choice in football teams). Green Bay? Really man, come on!
Rest easy bud. You have left a memory, a legacy around Villa Rica that will last well beyond all of our years here.
Love ya my man.

Didn’t win the Mega Millions last night, so we will be here until 6pm today