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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 Knicks games, I rarely visit unless it’s for a family engagement or a funeral, as I now live in Connecticut. My childhood experiences in New York were anything but boring, except when I was being punished or at church. Additionally, I witnessed numerous illegal behaviors considered normal in my hometown. It wasn’t until I moved to Connecticut that I realized fighting wasn’t acceptable. I was taught never to let anyone bully or put their hands on me, and surprisingly, I rarely got into trouble for fighting in or out of school in New York—only a swat with a yardstick in school, which just stung briefly. However, adjusting to life in Connecticut proved challenging for me as a kid and teen. I seemed to always be in trouble. North Carolina became my sanctuary, where I forged lasting friendships from my youth. Each visit fills me with emotional memories. In North Carolina, I learned various skills like riding a motorcycle, landscaping, gardening, driving a manual car, handling and shooting rifles, playing basketball, and swimming. It provided an overwhelmingly positive experience for me,...
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  • June 3, 2024

Remembering my friend

Thank you. I know I never said that to you when I had the chance. Thank you for being my first friend after I moved to Connecticut. Who would have thought you would live the life you lived back in 1982 on your 13th birthday? Our friendship wasn’t separated by hard feelings. You moved away, and we both moved forward with life. I was taken back when your sister sent me this photo and told me you were gone. I was trying to recall the last time we saw each other. My guess would be over 35 years. Still and all, I remembered how you helped me transition from New York to Greenwich. It was the most difficult transition of my childhood. You were one of my few friends who ever met my father, and it was around this time my father and mother separated. You were there for me during that time, keeping me busy with boy stuff—bike riding, sports, and, of course, MTV videos. We had so much in common, the older brother of two sisters, and now we both shared the responsibility of being the man of the house. Both of us then had to adjust to,...
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  • May 22, 2023

Mr. K

This blog is a great follow up to Ham Ave. When I first moved to Greenwich I was completely new to organized sports. The only games I knew were kick ball, stick ball, taps and tag. I watched baseball, football and basketball all the time. I just never had the opportunity to play sports in an organized or even unorganized setting. Living in the city and spending a lot of time in the projects didn’t allow for these opportunities for me prior to moving to Greenwich. Being outside and playing as a kid allowed me to transition to organized sports well. I went to Hamilton Avenue Elementary school. I was not a fan of the learning part in school. The change from the Mount Vernon/ Bronx New York to Greenwich Ct really halted my education. The Bronx and Mount Vernon areas I lived in were predominantly black. I didn’t even know too many people of Spanish descent. Greenwich on the other hand was white, and the neighborhood I lived in was mostly Italian. I went from being called a white boy to being seen as black. I was extremely uncomfortable and the only way I knew how to deal with,...
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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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  • January 13, 2023

Bumpsy

Bumpsy, that is his name.  Who is that?  The man who showed me everything in life that I shouldn’t be, yet I wanted to become.  The man who hurt me over and over again.  The man who my sisters called Bumpsy.  Bumpsy is/was my father.   In the Winter of 2021, I forgave my dad and accepted his role in my life.  He is the man who my sister and all his friends (none to date I trust) call Bumpsy.  I could never call him that.  I called him dad because that is who I wanted him too always be.  It was not to the age of 41 that I realized what a father was.  That is when I began a relationship with my first-born son.  His presence forced me to be a father figure.  It was not hard, I just told him the truth, good, bad and or neutral. At the age of 49 I am finally confident enough to be a good father.  I am also smart enough not to try to make up for my prior shortcomings as a father in the past.  I am here for my children now.  I don’t baby them and I do not,...
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