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One Sunday mornin', with a hot downpour that quietly drummed against the last taxi company's steel blinds in Liberty City, Al Hooks and Charles Richardson were standing on a pavement counting the men gunned down while they were drivin' for Society Cab. Robert Pollack, was murdered at 85-th Street and 14th Court, and King Ballard at 82d Street and 15-th Street," said Mr. Hooks, a 30-year-old Society Cab executive and senior vet who was gunned down in a 1984 raid.

Henry Beecham was the last one on January 17 and 51. The men could not remember all the driver identities that had been murdered in the last 20 years during muggings. However, as taxi riders, they recalled the crossroads. There could be another," Mr. Hooks said, looking to Mr. Richardson for help.

Mr. Richardson, who had been shooting in the shoulders and stabbing in the breast with an ice pud, shaken his neck in about 40 years of social practice. "Mattie Hunter, taxi service," theispatcher replied, as if it was nothing at all. The Society Cab has become more than a taxi trip in some of Miami's black areas.

And in a part of the town where taxi riders have to take quarters in exchange because even a cent is more than most folks can tip, the riders are the only ones who take regular phone shots in Miami's toughest neighbourhoods. Responding to tourist grievances that Miami-Dade taxi's are old, nasty and dirty, the District Committee has passed a new taxi bill that could phase out older cab' like those in society's 23-person fleets. In a neighbourhood where locals work for minimal wages and taxi riders routinely make do with what they have in their pocket, taxi riders cannot buy new them.

The company's chauffeurs have asked for an emancipation, and although the district officers have so far been reluctant, they are still required to take this into account. Except for the exception, say the riders, society will disappear from being. Black and peppermint taxis have been driving through unrest and band wars for 50 years, and serve Liberty City, Overtown, Grandpa-Locka, Carol City and other places, an area of ten thousand individuals, where shooting is sometimes more consequent than coach travel, and the outrage is the crucifix carried by them.

Doing it to earn a livelihood, said riders who work here and because this is also their home. While it may seem like a combat area, it is also a place where mother and father have two occupations, where old men go to churches, Mr Richardson said. "The 61-year-old Mr. Richardson said, "If humans could do better here, they wouldn't be here, but they're here.

What will the good guys do when we're not here? Other taxi guys, they don't even come here. Those tourist who complain about a taxi have almost certainly never driven in a Society cabin. They' re working on the 79th and Little Haiti streets, and a bunch of residential properties known only by their own name, like the Pork'n' Bean Project, and an area here called just the cemetery.

Most of the 40 or so driver at Society Cab, the only black-owned, black-operated taxi company in Miami-Dade County, were killed or gunned down, or knifed, or suffocated, or strangled. some like mr.Richardson still have the ball in them, and others like mr.Hooks have put balls in other humans.

A minimum of 90 per cent of them were looted, and many taxis are damaged by stones cast. Scott Franklin held the gunshot wound records among the company's taxi riders at nine. Every rider, woman and man, is black. In the first fortnight, the only Spanish rider who ever worked for the company was looted and put in the boot of his vehicle.

"I' ve never been wounded before," said 62-year-old Daniel Ponder. They say most riders are gunmen because they work too harshly to give their merit to a crackhead with a dime-store blade. Often they receive phone conversations from other taxi operators who say they have a ticket that wants to go to Liberty or elsewhere downtown.

The other company is taking them to Biscayne Boulevard, the Bay Road, which many Miami people see as a kind of barrier between security and hazard, Mr. Hooks said. They don't see themselves as taxi driver like a ferryman who carries their fare along tricky tarmac streams and bypasses the road corner where lumps of cement and balls come out of nowhere.

The taxi has become such a prestigious part of the fellowship that women have come to rely on the driver and their kids to take them to grandma's, childcare centers, colleges and sometimes to the Jackson Memorial Hospital ER. Driver routine only work for a pledge or part of it.

'' 19-year-old Miriam Fasze leaves work at 4:30 a.m. on her 4:30 a.m. North Miami desk assignment. "I can't be driven home by the other companies," she said. He' s only been mugged twice, but two riders die in taxis he owns. Humans living in more secure, beautiful environments would find it stupid.

However, he has founded a dignified familiy, and every single passing day his taxi is turning, bringing this kind of respect to other workers. Sadly, the reality is, he said, that most Miamis will not miss the driver when they are driven out of work because they do not know they are there.

You do not know that there are hardworking humans who try to bring up children, only to feed them. His taxi ripples through the Liberty City center, through roads bordered by small houses with stamps, past deserted shops, past sprayed crossed church buildings, and one offering in clean characters 'The Way, the Truth, the Life'.

'' Company's pre-dating this new, restless Miami. Mr. Hooks said it began in 1949, with a "telephone on a postal post", outside the Cafe Society on Northwest 20 Street and Third Avenue. Miami's black neighbourhoods with high-end club dancing in which Cab Calloway called''Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-ho'' and Sammy Davis Jr. was dancing in a fog of smoking cigarettes were ringing from then until the 1960s.

The Society cab was a part of it. It' s former owner used to paint a cylinder, stick and a pair of blank mittens on the door of their taxi and promised that "before you can get your coat, stick and mittens, the taxi will be there," Mr. Hooks said. There was the Cafe Society, the Harlem Square, the Rockland Palace, Sir John's, the Mary Elizabeth, the Night Beat," Mr. Hooks said all away.

'' And they were involved in the violent acts that for centuries were to become the abbreviation for Overtown and Liberty City. First, there were the unrest after the murder of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in 1968, the McDuffie uprisings - caused by the murder of a black man by the cops - in the 1980s and the more recent drugs battles, which made members of the gangs and bypassers bleed on the street.

The other black taxi firms all collapsed. Mr. Hooks said the company continued. K., Dad, give it up," said Mr. Hooks. Once he fired into my belly. Shoot him in the breast. Mr. Richardson has the discrimination of being killed by a female in 1992. We were fighting on the streets," said Mr Richardson, who eventually came to his walkie-talkie and asked for help.

It wasn't the cops he called, it was the taxi company. "Mr. Hooks said, family." You did it when Mr. Hooks went down in 1984, and when Mr. Scott was gunned down last year. Over the past few years, there has been a tendency for riders to collect those they know from a place they can see or from.

Most of them come past foreigners and take in those who have become old or at least acquainted with the company. Riders like Mr. Hooks and Mr. Bain are proud that their tough work has smoothed the way for a better future for their family, but they like to believe that there is a thrust in this right for others, for those they only know by adress.

However, if they didn't believe they were doing something great, something lower, the riders said there would be no need to put so much at stake for a $4 rate that paid $3.25.

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