I grew up in a pretty rough neighborhood on the west side of Detroit, raised mostly by sitcoms and movies-of-the-week, and assisted through puberty by watching sexy Pam Grier films – which taught me everything I ever really needed to know as a young male.

Up until the age of 15, I survived by being funny when I had to be and tough when I needed to be. But when I left my primarily black neighborhood and moved to a mainly white hood, I lost some of my blackness – and have been trying to get it back ever since! Yeah, my cousins don’t get it either.

Ultimately, though, I’m just gon’ be me! And whether that’s black, white or somewhere in between, I find myself devoted to all people and making ‘em laugh. ‘Cause that’s part of what makes the world go round.


Photo by Thorsten Overgaard