My end-of-the-year piece focused on the journey that I seek to take with you, to develop patterns, practices and cultures that can help more Black folk change their fortunes, improve their well-being and transform our neighborhoods.

I have to share an important and connected story. As I have been studying and working with brothers and sisters on urban and business development projects, one group of people that I was working with, where I believed I was a good citizen and seeking to grow and learn with, the owner of the group didn’t trust my intentions and removed me from the group. This hit me pretty hard. I certainly wasn’t expecting a decision like that, and it was a serious inconvenience with the projects and the community of people I was working with. All of a sudden, I was instantly cut off from the laboratory and the relationships I was forming with other members of the group.

A discussion of the "mayhem at The Mall" and the need for a youth curfew.

Forgive the first minute or so, a bit garbled and rough. The challenges of getting in and out from show to show...