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  • October 15, 2024

Marriage Retreat

In celebration of my wife and I’s one-year anniversary, we met an inspiring couple from Chicago who were on their 38th anniversary. Sharing dinner and conversation during our vacations, we quickly formed a connection that extended beyond that trip. They later invited us to join them at a BNNA marriage retreat, and without hesitation, we accepted the opportunity. It turned out to be one of the most enriching experiences of our first year as a married couple. Along with nine other couples, we immersed ourselves in a retreat designed to strengthen and reflect on our marriages, and I even had the privilege of teaching a 45-minute workout session during the retreat. This experience reminded me of three powerful lessons I want to share in this week’s blog. First, the value of associating with people who share similar values and a desire to improve their marriage cannot be overstated. Surrounding ourselves with couples who were equally committed to growth made us realize that we weren’t alone in navigating the complexities of marriage. We all face challenges, whether it’s communication, managing expectations, or dealing with life’s everyday pressures. But when you connect with people on the same journey, you realize not only,...
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  • March 19, 2023

Back Yard Buddy

When my family moved to Greenwich CT in 1983, it was a culture shock to me. My entire life I had been called a white boy and now, for the first time, I wasn’t. In this new environment, I was vividly different. It wasn’t just the color of my skin. It was the core values that I was brought up with. In my opinion, I was raised to be tough outside of my home and submissive and obedient inside. I was trained to live a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde life. In Mount Vernon and the Bronx, NY, this lifestyle was accepted as normal because most of the kids I knew had similar expectations in and outside of their homes. Where I was coming from it was normal to see one of your friends get beaten in public. Greenwich was different, I mean REALLY different. For the first time in my life I saw kids talk back to their parents. They listened in school. However, they took their frustrations out on their parents. This was not true for everyone. However I had never seen a kid talk back to their parents when I moved to Greenwich. I mean I saw,...
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  • September 9, 2024

Step Up Your Game, Coach: Leading by Example

Years ago, I had the privilege of coaching and serving as the Director of Athletics at a high school in Hartford, CT. Man, I loved the job, but let’s be real: I didn’t love every part of it. Being a coach isn’t just about calling plays or running drills; it’s about showing up, day in and day out, as the best version of yourself. As a coach, I tried to lead by example. I showed my players how to act—I didn’t just tell them. I hit the gym daily, I watched what I ate, especially when I was in front of my athletes. I tried to be the coach I wish I had when I was growing up. But when I looked around at some of my peers, it was a different story. A lot of coaches were eating fast food on the go, skipping workouts, and acting more like the kids they were supposed to be leading than actual role models. If you’re reading this as a coach, you might get offended, but that’s a you problem. It’s time to step up your game. Why Being in Shape Matters as a Coach Let’s talk facts: if you’re coaching but,...
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  • January 13, 2023

Strike

Do you bowl?  I do and it has been a blessing to start bowling again.  I bowled here and there with my mother when I was a child.  She was an avid bowler and bowled since I could remember.  When I was a young man, she gave me her bowling ball.  So, I used it every time I went bowling.  My mother and I have had a rocky relationship since I was a teenager.  I know she loved me and did the best she could with what she had.  However, I always expected and wanted more until I did my own reflecting.  Several years ago, I lost that bowling ball and not too long after it destroyed my mother and I’s relationship.  I did that often so I did not have to face my fears of being hurt again.   When I was writing my book, I called my mother crying and she was there for me like she always had been.  We think differently, we love differently, and still, I love the hell out of her.  I have realized through our relationship that the best love is the free love.  Not free in cost but free in the open sense. ,...
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  • August 30, 2024

Men Matter

Growing up to this day I am faced with one consistent question. What is your nationality? I have been asked if I was Jamaican, Dominican, Mixed black and white, Puerto Rican and mixed Puerto Rican and black to name a few. I was always told that I was black. I believed this most of my young life. I recall in 5th or 6th grade doing a family tree. My father directed me to my grandfather and he gave me a history dating back to the early 1800’s. This information was accompanied with stories. I really felt like I knew my father’s side of the family. As a child we had family reunions and I would meet relatives from all over the United States. My great aunt’s and uncles would display so much pride in their heritage. My Grandfather was from the south and experienced racism in a different way then I did as a kid and adult. He was not fond of white folk, but always informed me that my family had white blood. It was not very clear to me the source of the white blood but I understood it as a woman had kids and may have even,...
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