God Gave Me Some Bad Advice by Byron Harmon
By Priscilla Johnson • Jan 4th, 2009 • Category: Book Review •
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Byron Harmon was a smart kid. Everything came easily for him and he did not have to work hard. In God Gave Me Some Bad Advice, Harmon describes what it was like growing up in the `80s. Raised by a military father and a stay-at-mom, Harmon was raised in the midst of the drug and rap era. He had one thing in mind – having fun. The book was divided into three sections; wild teenage years, military life and adulthood. Harmon’s description of his life in the military included a very vivid recollection of Desert Storm. Harmon also had to face the harsh reality of life after the military with no career path or means of taking care of himself.
Harmon was very open and honest with his description of his life. He talked about his fears, hopes, dreams, and disappointments. He discussed his years as a homeless vet as well as accomplishments at a local television station that eventually lead to his successful career. I found Harmon’s story to be very interesting. There were some sections that were graphic while others moved slowly. However, this is his story. I would recommend this book to young men.
Reviewed by: Priscilla C. Johnson
APOOO BookClub
African American Literature
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Priscilla Johnson is a single mom of a 12 year-old and guardian of two teen-age nephews, lives in Baltimore Maryland. Working full time as an Equal Opportunity Investigator, she enjoys spending her free time traveling to bookstores within the area to meet her favorite authors at book signings or helping to plan book events. Priscilla was given the nickname “BookManiac” by a co-worker who continues to laugh at her weekly delivery of books in the mail. She has been reviewing books for APOOO, A Place Of Our Own, for a little over eight months and she enjoys every minute. Besides reading, Priscilla enjoys walking, crocheting, or simply sitting on her balcony listening to the Creator.
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