I was raised in a broken home, and there were lots of nights I went to bed thinking about, hoping and praying that God would let me be a father one of these days and maybe I could be a father to my children and also my grandchildren, because I do know the meaning. My mother raised me outside of a small farming community of less than 200 population, and I always look back and think how my mom, as a single parent, how she did it. We all worked. We all worked three part-time jobs and we were able to make it. But that small town was like a father, so to speak. It just consumes itself in trying to make sure that we as young people followed certain standards and values, et cetera; and I am just thankful to have been raised in that small community. But I would like for my colleagues to know that I lay awake at night and I wonder how in the world do we save the inner city kids?
Wes Watkins: “I was raised in a broken home, and there were lots of nights I went to bed thinking about, hoping and praying that God…”
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Discussing the importance of role models and the challenges faced by inner city youth.
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