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  • May 16, 2024

Failure vs. Quitting!

Do we often quit what we start? Do we fail more than we quit? Is quitting the same as failure? Why do we quit? Is failure a part of the process? These are questions I’ve been asking myself over the last several decades. Over the past ten years, I haven’t quit anything. While some relationships didn’t work out, I didn’t quit; rather, we simply weren’t compatible. Beyond those relationships, I continue to work towards several goals. I haven’t failed, even though I’m not yet where I want to be. Take a moment to evaluate yourself. I typically set a goal and outline a few objectives to help me achieve it. One goal I started working on about a year and a half ago is to have a million dollars in cash or in the bank or a brokerage account by age 55. My retirement accounts don’t count towards this goal. I began this journey on January 11, 2023, my 50th birthday, with zero savings. I was buying a new home with a mortgage, despite not having a mortgage for the previous two years. I owned my condo outright and planned to use it as a source of monthly income, contributing,...
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  • April 10, 2025

50 years deep!

I was driving Uber the other day, heading from Avon down to Foxwoods Casino. Long ride, but it was a Saturday and I had time. The couple I picked up had a story to tell. They were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. Yeah, 50 years. That number hit me. I’m 52. They have been together since I was two years old. That kind of longevity makes you think. The wife was a retired teacher, sharp as ever. We got to talking—about education, politics, relationships, and respect. She said something that stuck: “Education doesn’t just shape minds—it shapes how we vote, how we see the world, how we treat each other.” And she wasn’t wrong. We both agreed that somewhere along the way, hard work stopped being the norm, and excuses became the language of the day. We laughed about how different dating was back then. She told me how a boy had to call a girl’s house and ask her parents if he could talk to her. Not text her, not DM her. You had to face the family first. I told her I never even talked to a girl I didn’t like until I got to college. Before then,,...
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  • October 22, 2023

LUST

Lust She makes my heart beat Sounds of Africa Drums When ivory faces Sailed a shore of the motherland Her cotton fabrics Elaborates her pear shape As I walk closer to her Aroma: is sweet and low Citrus fruits, sprinkled with splenda When she speaks She is a symphony of trumpets and violins’ I look into her eyes And I see my future My sons, daughter, my grandchildren My home and my grey hair Then she passes me by BYE!!! She was just A Dream Deferred By Wakime Sharri Hauser
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  • May 14, 2025

Growth takes time!

I wasn’t always the man I am today. In fact, for a long time, I was the exact opposite of who I said I wanted to become. I was a college basketball player who quit—more than once. I was the student who rarely showed up to class. I was a man who ran toward lust and away from anything that looked like a real relationship. I had children in situations I shouldn’t have been in, continuing the broken family cycles I came from instead of breaking them. And despite knowing I was called for something greater, I ran from God—again and again—even when I saw progress, even when I felt that gentle tug on my heart. I’ve hit rock bottom so many times, I lost count. But one day, I made a promise. A simple one: I would never get arrested again. And while life had its own sense of humor and I was later arrested for something as ridiculous as not walking my dog on a leash—yes, that happened—I didn’t quit on myself. Because the promise wasn’t really about avoiding arrest. The promise was about showing up every day to be better than I was the day before. It,...
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  • February 6, 2023

The luck of the Irish ☘️ or NOT 3/17/1998

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