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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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- January 18, 2024
MLK

This week marks the celebration of the birthday and federal holiday for Martin Luther King Jr., officially designated on November,...
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- February 1, 2024
The symbolic meaning of Spoons

What’s Your Symbolic Spoon? 🥄 Spoons as Symbols in Life 🥄 Pause for a moment and ponder: What do spoons,...

- Books, Fashion, Life Style, Life Style, Photograph
- November 24, 2024
Talking Art!
AFFIRMATIVE ACTION
- July 16, 2023

It was just EMAIL

The internet has permeated every aspect of our lives, evolving from a mere tool…

Vodka, Seltzer and lime

Low calories Citrus flavored bubbly and clear Kettle one, grey goose and tito’s Avoiding…

Cell phones and the Internet

The internet and cell phones are impacting relationships significantly. When I was growing up,…

Hard work PAYS off

Have you ever experienced disappointment after putting in hard work to achieve something? Have…

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May 15, 2023

This Friday I will be attending my aunt Bertha’s, also known as “Gitty” funeral. It will have passed by the time you will have read this. The last funeral I attended of someone in my family was my grandmother, who was also named Bertha. I never seem to remember dates. For some reason dates are not important to me. What is important in the memory that people leave with me. As a child I felt extremely close to my family. I felt like I knew everyone and spent a significant amount of time with them as well. As I aged I felt myself distancing myself away from my family. This is not done with any intent. It naturally takes place as young adults try to make their way through life. With that being said, tragedy, or death seems to bring people together. I would be lying if I knew my Aunt’s age and date of birth. I could cheat and find out. What is that worth? Not much. What is worth something is that I will get to see many of my family members who I have not seen in years. We will hug, cry, laugh, celebrate and talk about,...

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February 12, 2023

How we became…

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,...

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May 8, 2023

HAM AVE

About a decade ago while visiting my older sister in Greenwich Ct, I took her daughter to the basketball court that I grew up playing at. In my opinion from 1989-1993 that was my court. I did not own the court, however I was the baller that you had to earn respect from. The court and area was so different. It was much nicer. It had nice clear backboards and break away rims. It also had two hoops and not four like the Ham ave court I grew up playing on. It was nice to shoot on the new court however I could not keep the visions of the old court and moments that took place there. I mean from games such as butts up, stick ball, kickball, basketball, football, and tag to the after school fights. Not to mention riding bikes down the steps and skateboarding. Ham ave was my home away from home. It was not only the place where I went to elementary school, it was the place where I groomed my basketball game and the place where I met my older son’s mother. When I was in fifth grade Ham ave was the all in one,...

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August 27, 2023

Independent Thinker

I was born into a left family, surrounded by the Democratic Party. Without truly understanding their values, I was told the Republican Party was racist, which influenced my support for the Democrats for almost two decades as a young adult. Meeting Republicans made me question my assumptions, realizing I hadn’t truly seen them as individuals. I lacked education about both parties and blindly followed Democratic volunteers’ advice at the voting booth ( they would tell you as you where going to vote to vote rows). The turning point came in 2008 when Obama was elected; I felt disconnected from both parties. I’m not an old school liberal or anti-government; I simply refuse to support what I disagree with based solely on party affiliation. Too much focus lies on parties, not candidates. I believe that if Trump were a Democrat or Biden a Republican, many within those parties would NOT switch allegiances. They would supporT “ THEIR” party! Political parties often overshadow candidate qualities good, bad or indifferent. I’m neither right nor left; I’m ambidextrous politically. My vote hinges on candidates’ intentions and past political practices, though true intentions are elusive. While belonging to a supportive group like a political is,...

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July 6, 2024

Growth is on YOU!!!

What’s up beautiful people! Today, I want to share with you something deeply personal yet profoundly impactful: the importance of having high expectations and structure in life. These principles have been the bedrock of my journey—a journey marked by challenges, growth, and ultimately, redemption. From a young age, I was blessed with grandparents and parents who instilled in me a strong foundation. They weren’t perfect; in fact, there were moments when their actions fell short of the standards they set. However, what they never compromised on were their expectations for me. They believed in my potential, even when I faltered. I must admit, I’ve had my share of struggles. I’ve been arrested 11 times, a fact that many find shocking given my current path. Each time I stumbled, it was the strength of that foundational upbringing that pulled me back. The structure they provided—clear boundaries, discipline, and unwavering belief in doing what’s right—acted as my guiding light in the darkest of times. You see, having high expectations doesn’t mean a life free from mistakes or challenges. It means having a compass that always points true north, even when the storms rage. It means knowing that there is a standard to,...

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