Category Archives: childhood

I remember… When Hip-Hop music “had” a message

The late Dick Clark once said “that music is the soundtrack of our lives” and as I reflect on that prescient statement that he uttered I can’t help but to think about my soundtrack and how the music via the medium of Hip-Hop that blared through the speakers of my Sony Walkman in the lateContinue reading “I remember… When Hip-Hop music “had” a message”

My corporal punishment was unconditional love

I grew up in the latter half of the 1970’s and the early 1980’s, where corporal punishment was the rule of thumb. My parents scoffed at the concept of sparing the rod, breaking the rod was probably more in line with their philosophy. In retrospect I am grateful that the rod was not withheld andContinue reading “My corporal punishment was unconditional love”

My reflections on Thanksgiving before it morphs into a hustle

My ongoing journey throughout life has taught me a great many things; often it has shown me to be naïve about a multitude of issues, much to my dismay. Thanksgiving is one those instances that has always driven my naiveté home for me, in that I took the affinity I had for it for granted.Continue reading “My reflections on Thanksgiving before it morphs into a hustle”

Mandates should never go out of style – A gift from my Dad

Nowadays it seems that madness is the norm, rather than the exception. My  Grandmother had a saying that she relayed to my Dad when he was a child and in turn he relayed it to me and my siblings. “It starts at home and spreads abroad.” This was often the opening to one of hisContinue reading “Mandates should never go out of style – A gift from my Dad”

Momma: Reflections from your son on your Birthday.

As a grown man, I can look back with clarity on years that have elapsed and for the life of me, I am at a loss as to what thought process was running through my head as a child. Many people reflect back on their respective childhoods with recollections of the difficulties that they burdenedContinue reading “Momma: Reflections from your son on your Birthday.”

An ode to my brother on his Birthday.

  My journey on this planet has brought me to the realization that the people that are the most responsible for your successes are those who are literally right in front of you; languishing, in relative obscurity.  Often because we don’t do our due diligence in relaying our appreciation to them. In short, we don’tContinue reading “An ode to my brother on his Birthday.”