Two weeks ago, I attended a reunion cookout from where I grew up. The entire zip code was invited. This morning, as I reflected on the event, it is with a heavy heart that I came to realize 82% of the brothers I grew up with are either dead, or locked down facing life sentences. 😔 As each hood in the zip code was shouted out, there were only 5 of us that stood up, my younger brother, and 3 other brothers from the block. 😔 There were only 5 out of 27 of us left....That's not a sustainable cycle of regeneration and renewal.