One of the most moving moments I had this year was hearing Michelle Alexander talk about The New Jim Crow. She encouraged citizens to start a new Underground Railroad to keep black men out of the prison system. Made sense of my last four years working with ex-offenders as I have watched the injustice that is done to so many.
Five years ago, my family moved 18 miles from the burbs to the city. Not too far a drive, but a very long way from home for this former country boy. Hearing gunshots was a new experience. Homicides in the neighborhood were new. Five years later, it’s not new anymore, but it’s something you never get used to. But I still have felt a bit removed as I’ve never known any of the victims. That changed Friday night when Reysean was shot and killed in a gang shooting. Thanks to the work of Willie Mosley, a former convict turned community leader in our prison after-care program, Reysean was part of our lives. We went fishing together, a Rockies game, talent shows, and he even sang at church! He played basketball with my son. We’ll miss you, friend. Word has it there’s a river up there that flows right from the throne of God and down the middle of the street. I’m sure there’s bigger fish there than what we tried to catch. Cast away and we’ll see you soon enough!