human nature

"If this town is just an apple, then let me take a bite."

There were those that came with disillusioned hope. Dreams of starring in Broadway's biggest acts. Visions of walking runways during Fashion Week. These were the ones distracted by the bright lights and lost into the neverending night. But this was not to be the story of Jordan Hill.

Jordan left his home, a small town in North Carolina, to move to New York. He came for more than the glitz though. He found a small loft for rent in Brooklyn. He had a view of Manhattan across the bridge. His neighborhood was filled with interesting people, a diversity that went far beyond something as predictable as race.

He secured a job as a paralegal at a top law firm before he came, due mainly to a glowing recommendation from his previous boss, a partner at a small but respected firm in Raleigh. He worked long hours in Manhattan. Jordan relished the work and even started looking into local law schools.

But Jordan really came for something he could never get in North Carolina. He spent his free time hanging out in Central Park, seeing plays and shows throughout the city, dining at a different restaurant and cafe whenever he could. He came to simply live a life he couldn't back home. The exposure to so many cultures of people. The opportunity to see and hear and do almost anything he could imagine. The fast pace of the city that made him feel more alive than he ever had before.

Jordan didn't come here with dreams of making it big. He didn't come with plans to live up the night life. He didn't even come with hopes of living the posh life on the Upper East Side. Jordan's arrival in New York had been the plan, had brought him hope, and was already more than he could have ever dreamed.

will you be there?

"In our darkest hour, in my deepest despair, will you still care? Will you be there? In my trials and my tribulations. Through our doubts and frustrations. In my violence. In my turbulence. Through my fear and my confessions. In my anguish and my pain. Through my joy and my sorrow. In the promise of another tomorrow. I’ll never let you part for you’re always in my heart."


R.I.P. to the King of Pop

Your contribution to the evolution of pop music and what it means to be an entertainer will never be forgotten. You were a pioneer, and you were the breakthrough that allowed hundreds of other black musicians to have a wider audience and more acceptance. You cannot be forgotten because we see you in every Usher, Chris Brown, Justin Timberlake, Britney Spears, Ciara, and on and on. We see you in Janet.

No matter the controversy, the eccentricities, we know how amazing and important you are and we will miss you.