My father was born in Jersey City in 1965. For those of you who do not know, Jersey City is on the other side of Manhattan. Although Jersey City is not Brooklyn the people give you that feeling of a familiar place. He would bring my mom up through the city on their way to visit family in Springfield, MA. After he passed in 1997, the family grew apart. We lost contact with our family in and around the city like Coney Island. At least the rides are still there.

I know that New York is just a place, but it's my kind of place. It is the people that give it an ambience. For example, it is alot easier finding a loctitian (person that locs hair) on short notice for $65. Living there taught me alot about stretching a dollar. You can overhear people talk about how expensive it is, but expense belongs to the eye of the beholder. Something moderately expensive to one person can be extremely expensive to someone else.

Bay Ridge is a lot more residential part of Brooklyn compared to the more bustly parts like Bedford-Stuyvesant and Williamsburg

Anything that I can say about New York is that teaches me to go forward without looking back. A city is just a city without the ones hold dear to you and above all else God. My threshold would have been challenged a lot more without the help of God.