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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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- October 1, 2023
Shut down 2020

Shut down Speeding through life Abruptly breaking Restaurants closed Delivery trucks full Schools closed Hospitals runneth over Parks vacant Homes,...
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- October 29, 2023
Standards – Do you have them?

Over the past decade, my philosophy on life and success has undergone a profound transformation. I used to fluctuate between,...

- Life Style
- January 2, 2024
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MLK
- January 18, 2024

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June 26, 2025

Remembering my friend

Thank you. I know I never said that to you when I had the…

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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March 18, 2024

If you’re under 35, chances are you’ve never had to unfold a map to chart your course on a road trip or relied on verbal directions from a friend. Instead, you’ve likely been fortunate enough to have GPS at your fingertips. But does this modern convenience truly make our journeys easier, or does it rob us of the valuable lessons learned through getting lost? I remember the days of navigating across states armed only with a map and sheer determination. Yes, I got lost countless times, like that memorable trip with my friend Mike back in the early ’90s. We ended up heading in the wrong direction for hours before a kind stranger set us straight. What should have been a six-hour journey turned into a 12-hour odyssey, but looking back, it’s an experience that bonded us for life. Reflecting on my life’s journey, I see parallels with the roads I’ve traveled. Each trip, whether literal or metaphorical, has taught me valuable lessons along the way. Just as my grandfather guided me through those early driving lessons, so too do parents try to steer their children through life’s twists and turns, knowing full well that they can’t control every outcome.,...

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February 6, 2023

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

On Saint Patrick’s day of 1998, my first born son was born. At least that is what I THOUGHT. During labor, I was kicked out of the room because I was watching the Georgetown Hoyas Basketball game the night prior when my son’s mother began to have contractions. It was the NIT and they lost to Georgia Tech, I believe. I was given the gift of a healthy baby boy. I cried for two reasons: 1) I was a father 2) I was scared to death. I had started a full time job 3 months prior and was dealing with a paternity case at the same time, as If that was not enough. I was out of control mentally and, in my opinion, my son’s mother was not much better. Before he was even born, the arguments were out of control and I was headed for a domestic case. That eventually happened and to be honest, I could and should have been arrested more times than I was. I was too weak to leave and had such a large ego that I couldn’t allow someone to disrespect me. I do not know how I survived this relationship without doing some,...

Life Style
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,...

Life Style
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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September 18, 2023

We are Divided

It’s that time again. The election is around the corner! Let me start by saying SHAME ON US. This week marked the 22 year anniversary of the 911 attacks. Despite the many mysteries that have surrounded the 911 attacks. The facts are horrible. Nearly 3000 people were killed here on American soil. To be completely honest I was not a proud American before the 911 attacks. My view was marred by racism, slavery and my personal accomplishments in my life. I blamed my social, economic and current status in life on my parents, teachers, friends and the country I was born and raised in. This tragedy helped me turn my self-inflicted nightmare of a life into a living dream. This was a mindset. I am still working toward my goals 22 years later. The 911 attacks taught me that WE the people of the country are all deemed the same by most of our allies and enemies from other countries. When the attacks were plotted the attackers were not trying to kill only black, white, or latin americans. They were not trying to kill men or women. They weren’t trying to kill old or young people. They were not trying,...

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

Shut down 2020

Standards – Do you have them?

2024

MLK

Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal

50 years deep!

Remembering my friend

Avoidence

Promise- introduction

Failure vs. Quitting!

Graduation 🧑‍🎓

Life’s road map!

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

BLACK numbers MATTER!

Growing old with Hip Hop

We are Divided

Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal