Published by Evangelical Socialist

I am a pretty complex person with many contradictions. I was born into a family that barely gave a thought to God or Jesus. I was guilty of being born into poverty, and was raised by a single mother. I went to an inner city New York middle school during the height of the crack epidemic in the 80s. I was one of seven white kids in the school. I knew kids who had been shot and stabbed, which is a normal part of growing up in an urban environment. I personally came within inches of death at the age of 12. As in the movie directed by John Singleton, "Either people don't know, don't show, or don't care about what happens in the hood." I was so afraid of being killed that my family moved to the suburbs. By the time I finished high school, my SAT's where in the 96th percentile, both math and verbal. I was admitted into an Ivy League University. Because I was sufficiently poor 100% of my financial need was taken care of by a combination of grants, loans, and work study. I went on and perused a PhD in the sciences. View more posts