The gangs weren’t made up of hardened men. They were made up of boys. Some were tough; some weren’t. Some would become dangerous; others would vanish. At the time, no one knew the outcome—we were just trying to survive homes that felt worse than the street. We were just living the moment. We couldn’t see the future.

Scott Anthony tried to pretend that his past didn’t exist. The violence, death, drugs, alcohol—all were pieces of a reality locked away.

But to deny the past is to deny your identity. Scott stopped running and realized, for the first time, that his drive and determination are the result of these trials and tribulations.

In Street Raised, Scott shares the extraordinary story of a childhood spent on the streets. It’s a story about reflection and acceptance, close calls and grim consequences. It’s about honor and the understanding that the past you try to bury never truly leaves you.