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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
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- December 26, 2023
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Born in Yonkers, New York, in the 1970s, I’ve always seen myself as a New Yorker. Besides attending Yankees or,...
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- June 25, 2023
AMERICA, Is like ME!

America is flawed Just like me It has made many unforgettable mistakes God blessed America And Forgave me for my,...

Avoidence

Avoidance was the primary reason for my mediocre performance during my college and early…

Promise- introduction

This book emerges from the depths of a broken man’s soul. While I am…

Failure vs. Quitting!

Do we often quit what we start? Do we fail more than we quit?…

Graduation 🧑‍🎓

This weekend, I had the honor of attending my niece’s graduation from Coastal Carolina…

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February 12, 2023

I was lucky, we had something in common. The first time you meet someone or have not seen someone in decades, you are extremely nervous. Although I had prepared for years for this occasion. There is no guarantee that the situation will go as I planned. As a former coach and basketball player, I have never been a part of a game that went as planned. The plan was to go to the Yankees game in the Bronx. We both loved the Yankees and thought this was a great idea. I had a lot of support/help during this process because my youngest son was with my girlfriend at that time. I was not sure what to expect and I am sure they felt the same way. I will ask them one day and have them explain it to you. The suspense is killing you, isn’t it? I guess it’s okay for me to tell you who I was meeting. I was meeting my oldest son whom I have not seen in over 14 years. I had not seen him since about 2001. The situation was complicated and I ran from the challenge. I decided to live with it to this,...

Books, Fashion, Life Style, Life Style, Photograph
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 Donald Trump. On one side, we have a candidate often portrayed as a puppet, reminiscent of “The Manchurian Candidate,” with scripted responses, a questionable grasp of leadership, and an allegiance to establishment politics that often seems more performative than purposeful. On the other, Donald Trump—a real-life Archie Bunker figure, whose crude rhetoric, divisive policies, and disregard for decorum and truth have turned the political arena into a reality show more concerned with ratings than results. Did it matter? No, because the game was rigged from the start. The left stays left, the right stays right, and America stays stuck. The line between politics and entertainment has blurred to the point of being indistinguishable. Candidates are no longer elected on merit or vision but on who can rally their base into a frenzy, often through fear, misinformation, or nostalgia for a past that never really existed. This election isn’t about policy; it’s about power plays, media spectacles, and maintaining the status quo. Both candidates embody the worst aspects of American politics: one pandering to progressive optics without substance, the other stoking,...

Life Style
November 5, 2024

Election Day!

As I pulled up to the polls at Kenney Elementary School in Manchester, Connecticut, I couldn’t help but reflect on the first time I ever voted back in 1992. I was young, born a Democrat, casting my vote for Bill Clinton without much thought. Back then, voting felt straightforward, a quick alignment with what I’d always known. But this time, over 32 years later, I felt something entirely different. I felt the weight of responsibility, yes, but also a deep questioning of the act itself—a reflection on whether voting, as it stands, truly aligns with my values. Time has taught me more about life, about this country, and about the principles that should ground our society. My experiences as a Black man, an independent thinker, and a father have reshaped how I see my place here and the responsibility I bear. Today, when I vote, I don’t do it out of habit but from a conscious sense of duty. Yet I can’t help but wonder if casting my vote is, in part, an acceptance of a system that no longer if ever seems to serve us all. It has never served people who look like me in my humble opinion.,...

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June 5, 2023

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 fathers 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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July 23, 2023

Wedding Day!

Today marks the moment when we officially unite as one, a significant milestone in our lives. This journey has been filled with meticulous planning and heartfelt sacrifices to reach this point. Many people consider their wedding day to be the pinnacle of happiness, calling it the best day of their life—a profound declaration indeed. It represents a single day amidst a lifetime, comprising countless days—your age multiplied by 365. To consider this one day as the absolute best is a weighty statement, isn’t it? But I hold a different perspective. While this day holds immense significance, I don’t want it to be the peak of our marriage. If it were, I’d see it as a failure. Instead, I envision our wedding day as a graduation, where it serves as the beginning of an extraordinary journey. What truly matters lies beyond the ceremony, in what we make of our lives together. A diploma has little value if we fail to apply the knowledge and skills we’ve acquired. Similarly, I want our marriage to flourish each day, growing stronger over time. As we exchange vows today, I promise to speak from the depths of my heart, expressing whatever emotions I feel at,...

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

Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal

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AMERICA, Is like ME!

Dear love, I am afraid (book)

My circle, The power of the Mat!