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Men healing – Round 2
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Shades of a Man (Podcast)
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Growth takes time!
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Men’s deserve to heal
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- April 2, 2024
Past Present Future

Where do you reside in the vast expanse of time? Are you lost in the tumultuous waters of past mistakes,,...
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- November 28, 2023
Vodka, Seltzer and lime

Low calories Citrus flavored bubbly and clear Kettle one, grey goose and tito’s Avoiding the house well economic version Double,...

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- April 25, 2024
My circle, The power of the Mat!
50 years deep!
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June 26, 2025

Your vote is NOT your voice!

We’ve all been told that voting is the cornerstone of democracy, that our vote…

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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Life Style
August 12, 2024

When I moved to Greenwich, Connecticut, from the Bronx, New York, in the early to mid-80s, the world was vastly different. I listened to music on a record player and cassette deck, wrote letters to friends outside of my local calling area, and adhered to the belief that children should be seen and not heard, at least in my family’s eyes. I rarely interacted with people who were not Black or Hispanic, unless it was at school or in a store. Greenwich was unlike any other place I had been. Fortunately, I lived near one of the three projects in Greenwich, in a predominantly Italian neighborhood. Interestingly, I recently discovered that I have a significant amount of Italian ancestry in my DNA. I still remember the trepidation I felt on my first day exploring the neighborhood. I started school in the fifth grade and immediately felt like an outcast. The cultural differences were challenging, and children can be cruel. I got into several fights within the first few months and shut down academically. The situation was further complicated by my parents’ separation during this transition. I was deemed not ready for fifth grade and was held back to the fourth,...

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August 13, 2023

Growing old with Hip Hop

I wrote this piece back in 2013, and in light of hip hop’s 50th anniversary celebration this weekend, I believe this poem resonates fittingly. Enjoy! Born with this music Hip hop Fatherless soul Hip hop was my guide It showed me the breaks Which I lived Auditory No videos and magazines Well, there was……. Underground Suppressed like the segregated south Trying to gain musical civil rights Breakthrough Run DMC Elementary Rhymes Which to this day, are parts of me Still there was no money I learned the meaning of philosophy Through BDP When dancing earned respect And DJ’s didn’t yell there names Promoting themselves the whole night Stopping the violence Was a mission Fashion was…. Gold Suede Leather Bombers Sheep skins And FOR REAL Most of us fought Hand to hand As I age Hip hop I still breathe I lived through the changes Its common sense I think I love her Well??? It’s a love hate thing Cause I love the music But I hate the game Sex and violence Yeah Kris knew it The art form is gone Hip hop Now has the root of all evil It all about the Benjamin’s And the Benz The ice The,...

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January 18, 2024

MLK

This week marks the celebration of the birthday and federal holiday for Martin Luther King Jr., officially designated on November 2, 1983, when President Ronald Reagan signed the bill into law. Reflecting on my childhood, I remember eagerly anticipating this holiday for the simple joy of having a day off from school. However, as I matured, I delved deeper into understanding the legacy of Martin Luther King Jr. through books and documentaries, gaining insights into the complexities surrounding this iconic figure. While acknowledging the greatness of MLK, I must admit that my personal hero is my grandfather, Harold Hauser. This doesn’t diminish MLK’s significance, but it prompts an interesting question: Who were Martin Luther King Jr.’s heroes? A key influence on him was Benjamin Mays, a mentor whose impact might not be widely known but played a pivotal role in shaping MLK’s ideals. Two aspects of MLK that I particularly admire are his unwavering bravery and his mission to unite people. Living under constant threat, he fearlessly led a movement aimed at breaking down racial barriers. Reflecting on his life, I believe MLK’s success lay in his commitment to uniting the nation across racial lines. Racism is learned, not inherent.,...

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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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December 11, 2023

BLACK numbers MATTER!

Just another night in Vegas at the roulette table—talking, laughing, and enjoying the company of people from various places. Although I wasn’t hitting jackpot-sized wins, I was doing well. A group of men, dressed in jeans, boots, and cowboy hats, joined our game, seemingly in town for the Nations Rodeo finals. Despite my urban appearance, my love for country music and lifestyle is genuine. As they boisterously joined, the once-relaxed vibe at the table became awkward. Playing odd/even and red/black, one of them loudly declared, “Let’s go black!” followed by a questionable remark about “black numbers matter,” eliciting uncomfortable silence. I chose not to escalate the situation; after all, I wasn’t in Vegas for conflict. The table remained quiet until they left. I refused to let the incident ruin my night, choosing to focus on the positive. Reflecting the next morning, it struck me how rare it is for me to be offended by racial comments. While I’ve not supported movements like BLM, I found these men’s remarks out of line. It made me realize the prevalence of hate in the world. Acknowledging my own past lapses in sensitivity, I hope this experience prompts greater awareness of my words. We,...

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