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Men healing – Round 2
- June 26, 2025
Shades of a Man (Podcast)
- May 30, 2025
Growth takes time!
- May 14, 2025
Men’s deserve to heal
- April 25, 2025

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- July 24, 2024
Your super hero is within YOU!

Personal excellence is the ultimate rebellion! Become the best version of yourself. Stop wasting your time finding excuses for why,...
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- September 18, 2024
The GREAT debate-NOT

The 2024 presidential election has presented us with perhaps the most disheartening choice in modern American politics: Kamala Harris versus,...

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- May 16, 2024
Failure vs. Quitting!
Silver Spoon!
- February 21, 2024

The GREAT debate-NOT

The 2024 presidential election has presented us with perhaps the most disheartening choice in…

Step Up Your Game, Coach: Leading by Example

Years ago, I had the privilege of coaching and serving as the Director of…

Danger- is an educated black man!

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “I fear I am integrating my people…

Men Matter

Growing up to this day I am faced with one consistent question. What is…

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Books, Fashion, Life Style, Life Style
February 11, 2025

The Super Bowl is more than just a football game—it’s the one event where nearly everyone is watching at the same time. That’s why the halftime show is so significant. Unlike award shows, concerts, or political debates, where viewership is divided, the Super Bowl brings America together for a single moment, a rare instance where we all witness the same thing simultaneously. This is why the halftime performance matters so much. It’s not just entertainment; it’s a statement. In 2004, Puff Daddy—now better known as Diddy—or prison number performed at the Super Bowl alongside Nelly, Kid Rock, and Janet Jackson. That performance came at a time when hip-hop was still fighting for its place in mainstream pop culture. Twenty-one years later, Kendrick Lamar is headlining the Super Bowl halftime show, and unlike Diddy, whose performance was energetic but largely commercial, Kendrick’s presence on this stage holds a different weight. To many, Kendrick Lamar is more than just a rapper; he’s a representative of Black culture many would say. But that brings up an important question: What does it mean when we say a rapper represents Black culture? If Kendrick Lamar represents Black culture, does that mean Black culture is about,...

Life Style
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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January 27, 2025

Birthday wish #52

A few weeks ago I proudly made it to age 52. Birthdays have always been a reflective time for me, a moment to pause and take stock of where I’ve been, where I am, and where I’m heading. At 52 years old, my birthday wishes no longer resemble the ones I made as a child or even as a young man. The things I used to dream about seem like echoes of a different person—a person who didn’t yet understand the weight and beauty of self-discovery. Now, my wishes have evolved into something deeper, something more profound: I wish for me to be the best version of myself. When I was a kid, my birthday wishes were simple and sweet. I’d blow out the candles on my cake, grinning from ear to ear, and hope for the latest toys that caught my eye. Action figures, bikes, and the like were treasures that lit up my world. Life was about adventure back then, about the joy of play and the endless possibilities of what could be. My young self couldn’t have imagined the complexities and challenges that adulthood would bring, but that innocence was its own kind of magic. As I,...

Life Style
December 4, 2023

It was just EMAIL

The internet has permeated every aspect of our lives, evolving from a mere tool to a ubiquitous force shaping our daily existence. In its nascent stage, I recall engaging with primitive platforms like email, Myspace, and Yahoo/AOL chats. Amazon and eBay were confined to selling books and facilitating shopping, yet even then, the digital landscape was rife with bots and explicit content. In 2008, I took my first plunge into the social media realm via Facebook on my mobile device, marking a paradigm shift. Today, it’s commonplace to witness individuals perpetually glued to their phones, with toddlers replacing books with iPads. Our world has become an intricate web, and many find themselves entangled, unable to envision life without their cell phones. Reflecting on the early 1990s, I nostalgically recall exchanging letters with a woman from Germany, waiting eagerly for responses that took up to 14 days. Communication was an art, and the joy of receiving a letter was unparalleled. International calls were a luxury due to exorbitant costs, leading to the prevalence of written correspondence. Fast forward to the present, where a $100 monthly investment grants access to a plethora of services through a handheld device—talks, texts, videos, shopping, food,...

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February 19, 2023

Life and Death

The one thing that is guaranteed in life, is death. This week I lost my step father. I do not have an amazing story to tell about him. In fact, for much of my life I had a profound resentment toward him. He never abused or mistreated me. I just felt abandoned by my mother because of him. Years ago I probably would have been happy if he passed. Today I feel empty. I have known this man for about 40 years. He practically was the only father my younger sister knew. He was my mothers husband. Those factors alone make it a difficult circumstance to deal with. He had been rapidly declining over the past year, so his passing was expected. Even though we know death is unavoidable, it still carries abundant pain and grief. I recall the many negative and positive encounters I had with my step dad during my childhood, resulting in a chuckle or a shake of the head. I wonder what I would have said to him right before his last breath. I probably would have thanked him for being a part of my mothers life. I do not know if I would be the,...

Men healing – Round 2
- June 26, 2025
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Shades of a Man (Podcast)
- May 30, 2025
Growth takes time!
- May 14, 2025
Men’s deserve to heal
- April 25, 2025