What do we all have in common?    Last night I was in the room with President Obama and his supporters here in California.   When Tracy Chapman sang Across the Lines, Revolution and Fast Car we all sang along - of course I was the second loudest in the room...yea, I love Tracy Chapman and damn she looked good.  Nancy Pelosi fired up the folks in the room and introduced President Barack Obama and when he spoke he told the people in the room - which is what I have been telling my neighbors all along - that we are not done.  We did not get him elected to be the president of the United States to leave him alone to fight for US.  

President Obama - I am not tired.  I know exactly where I will be in the next 7 years and that's fighting non-stop for everything that hits the table.  We will make history and I plan to be a part of process. 

...and Ruby R.  If you ever read this - I want you to know that when you came behind me and rubbed my back when I started crying - I remember looking back and seeing your face.  I felt so safe, so certain that I was in the right place.  There's no "thank you" big enough for the love you showed last night so I hope one day I can possibly express my love f
 
So for some odd reason I wondered in my first blog if I could make a good father and of all the strange things I find myself taking care of my 14 year old nephew Jonah.  I have already enrolled him into private school and have started the task of making sure I am available to him to make sure he's going to learn how to grow up to be an educated, successful, productive Black man.   I am already so proud of his enthusiasm in life and I am