Born in the 1950s in Los Angeles I experienced the revolutionary 60s mostly as a child. Life gave lots of lessons even then. Growing up in the middle class black neighborhoods of South Central LA, I remember the devastation of violence in our community and the country. On TV I watched the funerals of my heroes JFK, King and Robert Kennedy. I witnessed the Watts riots nearly first hand. Although there were many positive experiences, violence, death and despair seem never far away in the surrounding community. I watched my mother die from mostly preventable chronic disease. The progression of spiritual turmoil, economic struggle and educational deterioration plagued the most vulnerable portions of the community. I was caught up in the spirit of rebellion from social norms. After high school, with my mothers death, I reoriented my life path and pursued a college degree and the study of medicine. As my long medical career draws to a close, my longing for healing and real progress in the communities of my origin persist. These folks deserve safety, security, peace of mind, stable, constructive family life, good jobs etc.
But, as with most valuable things in life, they don’t grow on trees and they don’t fall out of the sky. They must be worked for diligently and consistently. My parents taught me that this all starts at home.
I hope this website takes you on a journey of understanding, joy and hopefulness.