Straight out of college, I dated a guy from Washington DC who had just spent a few years working on the redevelopment of public housing projects Chicago.
We met at Harvard, where I was working as a receptionist the department of Afro-American studies, which was his focus for a graduate degree.
From Aloe Blacc’s joyful anthem to Mary J Blige and Method Man’s ballad of love against the odds. President Obama mixtape reminds us why we will miss him
He was easygoing and honest, handsome and smart, with outstanding taste in music (I will be forever grateful to him for introducing me to Outkast – in particular, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik). A light-skinned black man with a palpable sense of racial pride, A man I’ll call Tim would occasionally mention with fondness a friend he’d made during his time in Chicago.
The two had bonded over basketball and politics, identity, local government policy and community service. His friend’s name was Barack.
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