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i Now I Can Dream: Adult Black Males and the Mentors That Saved Them In memory of Kareem “So a mentor is almost like a person like an angel, your personal angel to watch over you to make sure you get yourself together in school and life.”

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 Now  I  Can  Dream:    Adult  Black  Males  and  the  Mentors  That  Saved  Them      

   

         

In  memory  of  Kareem  “So  a  mentor  is  almost  like  -­‐-­‐  a  person  like  an  angel,  your  personal  

angel  to  watch  over  you  to  make  sure  you  get  yourself  together  in  school  and  life.”  

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Now  I  Can  Dream:  Adult  Black  Males  and  the  Mentors  That  Saved  Them   Editing  contributions,  Sarah  McCollum  and  Tricia  McCalla.  

Cover  design  concept,  Frederick  D.  Patterson.  

Cover   graphics   and   art,  Meghan  Reilly   Floyd,   Reilly  Web  &  Graphic  Design,  Charlottesville,  VA.  

Public  relations  and  marketing,  Angela  M.  Patterson.    

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Now  I  Can  Dream:  Adult  Black  Males  and  the  Mentors  That  Saved  Them    

Copyright  ©  2012  by  Rick  Patterson  

All  rights  reserved.  No  part  of  this  book  may  be  reproduced  or  transmitted  in  any  form  or  by  any  means  without  written  permission  from  the  author.   “Africa,”  by  Nikki  Giovanni,  Copyright  ©  1996  used  by  permission  of    

author.  “Dreams”  and  “A  Dream  Deferred,”  by  Langston  Hughes,  Copyright  ©  

1994  used  by  permission  of  Random  House,  Inc.    Excerpts   from  Pedagogy  of   the  Oppressed  used  with  permission   from  

the   Continuum   International   Publishing   Company.   Paulo   Freire  Copyright  ©  2000.    

Excerpts  from  And  we  are  not  saved  :  the  elusive  quest  for  racial  justice,  used  with  permission  of  the  publisher.  Derrick  Bell  Copyright  ©  1987.  

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Excerpts   from   A   Soldier's   Play,   by   Charles   Fuller,   Copyright   ©   1981  used  with  permission  of  the  author.    

Excerpt   from  The   Slave   Trade:   The   Story   of   the  Atlantic   Slave   Trade,  1440-­‐1870,   used   with   permission   from   Simon   and   Schuster,   Inc.   Hugh  Thomas,  Copyright  ©  1997.      

 

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     What  happens  to  a  dream  deferred?  

Does  it  dry  up    like  a  raisin  in  the  sun?    

 Or  fester  like  a  sore-­‐-­‐    

And  then  run?      

Does  it  stink  like  rotten  meat?    Or  crust  and  sugar  over-­‐-­‐    

like  a  syrupy  sweet?    

Maybe  it  just  sags    like  a  heavy  load.  

Or  does  it  explode?  

    Langston  Hughes        

 

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 CONTENTS    

Acknowledgement  -­‐  i  

Introduction  -­‐  ii  

CHAPTER  1  -­‐  THE  AWAKENING  1  

CHAPTER  2  -­‐  HOW  DID  I  GET  HERE?  38  

CHAPTER  3  -­‐  WHAT  WOULD  CHARLES  BARKLEY  DO?  107  

CHAPTER  4  -­‐  WHAT’S  YOUR  STORY?  132  

CHAPTER  5  -­‐  NOW  I  CAN  DREAM  182  

CHAPTER  6  -­‐  PASS  IT  ON!  228  

Bibliography  -­‐  243  

 

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT      I   want   to   acknowledge   the   patience   and   love   of   my   life   my   wife  

Denise.  My  parents  Johnetter  Anderson,  Arthur  T.  Anderson  –  especially  my  Mom  –  always   there  when   I   call;  my  wonderful   children  –  Tunisha,  Coya,   Jacqueline,   Angela,   Frederick   (and   their   spouses,   partners   and  friends),  my  grandchildren,  Brittany,  Elijah,  Joslyn,  and  Sydney.  My  niece  Bianca   Johnetter,   her   crew,   my   nephew   Lawrence,   and   his   crew,   and  most   of   all  my   sister  Vicky,   she’s   no   longer  with   us   physically,   but   her  talks   to   me   at   night,   her   unwavering   love,   has   made  me   stronger   and  wiser.  I  know  you  are  at  peace.  I  love  you  back.    

To  all  of  you  who  said,  or  thought,  or  even  knew,  I  could  and  would  do   this,   thank   you,   you’ve   been   my   village.   To   all   of   my   uncles   –  particularly   my   namesake   the   late   Frederick   McCollough   (Uncle   Top)  and   Willie   Drake   (Daddy),   aunts   –   especially   Pandora   who   was   my  Momma   before   my   Momma   was   my   Momma,   cousins   –   Willie   and  Jimmy  Drake  who  were  my   role  models   and   first   real  mentors,   in-­‐laws,  and  friends  who  told  me  or  hinted  that  one  day  I’d  be  a  doctor,  you  saw  something   in   me   and   I’m   glad   you   did,   for   those   words   of  encouragement,   of   giving   me   positive   reinforcement   has   been   most  beneficial  in  my  personal  and  professional  life  and  has  led  to  this  work.    

To  my  colleagues,  life  coaches  and  guides,  particularly  my  primary  on  this  project  Dr.  Randee  Lipson  Lawrence,  as  well  as  Dr.  Scipio  A.J.  Colin  III,   and   Dr.   Nancy   J.   Cooley   –   when   times   have   been   good   and   when  times   have   been   not   so   good   –   a   friend.   Without   your   support   and  guidance   this   would   have   been   more   traditional,   which   is   not   a   bad  thing,  but  it  would  not  have  been  a  reflection  of  me.  Special  thanks  to  Dr.  Abby   Freeman   for   her   inspiration.   To   my   cohort   friends   and   family,  without  the  love,  support  and  friendship  from  all  of  you  this  surely  would  not  have  been  possible.  Doc  7  rocks!  

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INTRODUCTION      It  is  my  desire  to  grow,  to  change,    to  evolve  into  what,  I  do  not  know,    I  do  not  assume,  I  do  not  presume,    a  child  Value  my  time,  my  interaction,  my  reaction    to  action,  my  record,  my  recordings  History  of  me,  history  of  you,  history  of  us,  history  of  them  my  view  Opportunity  for  connection,  selection,    convergence,  reflection  Learn,  encompass,  obtain,  embrace,    embody,  understand,  knowledge  Genesis  rebirth,  change,  reinvent,  ignite,    grow,  form,  create,  evolve,  transform,    a  communityi        

When   I   was   accepted   into   the   Adult   and   Continuing   Education  

doctoral   program   at   National-­‐Louis   University,   the   faculty   began   to  discuss  something  called  a  Critical  Engagement  Project  or  CEP  for  short.  The  CEP  was  akin,  they  said,  to  a  traditional  dissertation  with  the  entire  academic   rigor   that   a   dissertation   requires.   It   was   the   successful  completion   of   the   CEP   that   would   determine   graduation.   I   thought   to  myself,  why  not  just  call  it  a  dissertation  then?  After  all,  if  it  looks  like  a  duck  and  smells  like  a  duck  .   .   .  well  you  get  the  point.  I  was  concerned  that   I’d  have   to  explain   the   idea  of  a  CEP  to  my  colleagues   for   the  next  thirty  years  or  so.  I  was  consumed.  

Then   I   started   to   take   classes,   flying   to   Chicago   from   my   home   in  

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Richmond,  Virginia,  on  the  second  Friday  of  each  month  from  September  through   April   and   to   the   two-­‐week   summer   institute   in  Williams   Bay,  Wisconsin   in   mid-­‐June.   The   travel   back   and   forth   over   the   course   of  three   years   gave   me   considerable   time   to   reflect   on   the   classroom  content   and   how   that   content   related   to   the   overall   objective   of  completing  my  CEP.  Voila,  the  light  went  on.  That’s  the  point  of  the  CEP;  it   is   to   get   the   novice   researcher   into   the  mindset   and   practical   use   of  critical   reflection.   In   fact,   “The  Critical  Engagement  Project  will   ground  research   in  critical  reflection  on  your   life  –  day-­‐to-­‐day  experience  –  and  

foster  significant  engagement  with  the  world.”ii  Within  the  CEP  are  the  tenets,  which  make  it  –  the  program  –  so  rich  

and  rewarding  and  engaging!  There  are  three  engagements,  expressed  as  questions  that  are  the  structure  of  the  programs  research  paradigm,  Who  am  I?  What  are  the  commitments  embedded  in  my  current  practice?  Who  

am   I   becoming?iii   Perhaps   during   the   course   of   reading   this   work,   the  reader  will  get  a  sense  of  the  power  of  discovery,  the  power  of  deep  self  reflection  and  address  these  and  other  questions  about  themselves.  

It’s   funny,  because  you  really  don’t  know  yourself  until  you  begin   to  write  your  own  history.  During  the  first  two  years  of  the  program,  I  wrote  several   papers,   which   had   my   experiences   as   a   common   thread.   As   I  began  to  evaluate  and  reflect  upon  my  writings,  certain  themes  began  to  emerge.   I   realized   I   had   a   strong   interest   in   and  on   the   subject   of   race  and   racism   in   America.  My   own   experiences  with   race   and   racism   had  become  central  to  practically  every  paper  I  authored.  It  was  at  that  time  I  was  introduced  to  critical  race  theory,  and  wow!  What  a  match!  I  began  to  see  some  of  the  disconnects  regarding  the  criminal  justice  system:  the  so-­‐called   color   blind,   fair   and   balanced   system   which   houses   a  disproportionate   number   of   Black  males   in   relationship   to   the   general  population.  It  also  helped  to  explain  what  I  now  believed  was  an  America  that  was  structurally  racist.  It  was  all  starting  to  make  sense.    

My   primary   research   advisor   suggested   that   I   look   into   identity  development  theory,  and  particularly  Black  Identity  Development  (BID)  

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theory.  I  began  to  do  some  research  into  the  Thomas,  Cross,  and  Jackson  models  of  BIDiv  and  it  was  like  looking  in  a  mirror,  I  was  going  through  a  period  of  recycling  and  felt  as  if  right  before  my  very  eyes  I  was  transiting  through  very  real  and  noticeable  stages  of  development.  I  was  becoming  Black  –  again.    

So,  what   is   it   I  want  to  know?  I  asked  myself.  After  giving  this  some  thought,  I  realized  that  being  number  one  was  not  all  that  it’s  cut  out  to  

be.  Black  men  are  number  one  in  incarceration  rates  –  percentage  wise,v  not  good;  number  one  in  high  school  drop  out  rates  –  percentage  wise,vi  not  good;  number  one  in  HIV  transmission,vii  not  good;  number  one  in  

unemployment   rates,   percentage  wise,viii   not   good.  Why   is   this   so?   Is  our  place  in  society  predetermined?  

Feeling   somewhat   disillusioned,   I   decided   to   draw   upon   my  experiences   with   mentoring   to   find   out   if   there   are   any   connections  between  mentors  and  protégés  that  might  provide  opportunities  to  help  Black  males  free  themselves  from  this  conundrum.  Ultimately,  I  wanted  to   know  how   a   positive   black  male   role  model/mentor   in   the   home   or  community  impacts  the  self-­‐identity  of  Black  adult  males.    

The  questions  that  guided  me  are  1)  How  do  men  who  have  had  adult  Black  male  mentors  view  their  opportunities  for  success?  2)  What  is  the  nature  of  the  relationship  between  mentor  and  protégé?  3)  How  does  the  adult  Black  male  mentor  impact  the  self-­‐image  of  the  protégé?    

With   the   help   of   five   very   interesting   Black   men,   I   set   out   to   find  answers  to  these  questions.  I  used  their  stories  –  their  narratives  –  as  the  foundation   for   this   effort.   I   hope   that   you   will   find   their   narratives   as  fascinating   and   diverse   as   I   have.

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CHAPTER  1    THE  AWAKENING    To  be  conscious  of  how  difficult  the  European  has  made  one’s  life  is  to  be  conscious  at  a  very  elemental  level.  It  is  like  waking  from  a  long  sleep.ix      

I   remember   it   as   if   it  were   yesterday,  when   it   first   happened.   I  was  

scared   that   people   would   think   I   was   crazy,   hearing   voices,   making  claims,  accusations;  it’s  all  kind  of  surreal  now  that  I  look  back,  but  it  was  life  altering.  Yes,  that  it  was.    

So,   two   years   ago,   almost   to   the   day,   I   was   attending   class   for   my  doctorate,  fulfilling  a  dream  I’d  had  for  quite  some  time,  my  own  sense  of  self-­‐actualization,   you   know?   Anyway,   I   was   attending   classes   towards  my   doctorate   in   Adult   and   Continuing   Education   at   National-­‐Louis  University   (this   is   a   shout   out)   and   I   recall   leaving   class   on   a   Friday  evening  and  walking  along  Adams  Street  in  downtown  Chicago,  the  Loop  district   to  be  specific,   towards  my  hotel  with   four  members  of  my  class  cohort:   Delores,   a   brown   skinned,   athletically   built   baby   boomer   from  Northern   Virginia;   Bryce,   a   short   in   stature,   but   long   in   ideas,   silver-­‐haired  Canadian  from  Nova  Scotia;  Morris,  a  40  something,  dark  haired  stout   gentleman   from  Tennessee;   and  Kaitlin,   a   blond   in  her   60’s,  with  pale  skin  and  a  Dutch  boy  haircut,  from  the  Chicago  suburbs.    

Fall   was   in   the   air,   and   people   were   beginning   to   dress   with   a   few  more   layers,   but   the   weather   was   really   nice,   cool   and   crisp,   and   you  could   see   the   richness   of   the   fading   blue   sky   overhead.   As   we   walked  

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back  to  the  hotel,  we  chatted  about  general  topics  and  talked  about  the  teaching   and   learning   we   had   just   experienced   in   the   classroom.     Delores  was  talking  about  home  and  her  gardening  and  lawn  back  in  Virginia,   which   she   was   preparing   for   its   annual   aeration   and   seeding.  Bryce  and  Kaitlin  joined  in  and  added  some  value  to  the  discussion,  a  few  minutes  later,  Morris  chimed  in,  and  in  his  true  southern  fashion,  told  a  funny   story   about   his   grandmother.   We   laughed   and   I   remember  thinking  how  wonderful  storytelling  could  be,  especially  when  told  with  confidence   and   consistency.   The   four   of   us   continued   our   walk,   and  funny,   how   these   things   happen,   but   I   began   to   really   notice   the  homeless   people,   many   of   whom   were   Black   (you   can   say   African-­‐American  if  you  prefer  –  no  problem  with  me)  and  something  about  the  situation  just  wasn’t  right,  you  know?    

I  caught  myself  staring  at  the  men’s  movements,  the  way  they  either  approached   or   were   approached   by   passersby,   the   way   they   stared   at  people   with   that   look   that   is   intended   to   instill   sympathy   and   guilt  simultaneously.   In   retrospect   that   should   have   been  my   first   hint,   but  who  would  have  thought  that  what  happened  was  going  to  happen?  Not  me,  that’s  for  sure.    

We  arrived  at  the  hotel  and  I  walked  across  the  lobby  and  stopped  to  say   hello   to   the   two   clerks   on   duty,   Hasina   and   Kasongo,   both   whom  have   origins   from   Africa,   one   Egyptian   and   the   other   from   the   Shaba  region  of  the  Democratic  Republic  of  the  Congo.  I  complimented  both  on  their  appearance,  said  goodbye,  and  took  the  elevator  to  my  room  on  the  

9th   floor.  Of   course   the   room  was   cramped  as   always   at   this  hotel,  but  who  could  beat  the  price?  $65  bucks  for  a  room  in  the  heart  of  the  Loop,  nope,   I’m   only   going   to   complain   so   much.   I   put   down   my   black  messenger  bag  and  as   I  began   to  unzip  my  sweater,   I  heard  a  voice  ask  me,    

“So  what  did  you  think?”    

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Startled,  I  jumped  back  and  while  doing  so  tripped  over  the  chair  next  to  the  desk  and  landed  on  the  bed,  flat  on  my  back.  I  gazed  around  the  room  to  make  sure  no  one  was  there.  I  caught  my  breath,  ‘cause  now  I’m  breathing  quite  heavily  and  my  heart  is  racing.  After  a  couple  of  minutes  lying  there  wondering  what  my  next  move  would  be,  I  got  the  courage  to  go   to   the   bathroom   to   see   if   the   voice   came   from   there.   I   grabbed   the  bottle   of   cabernet   I   purchased   from   the   drug   store   the   previous   night,  and  I  crept  to  the  door  doing  what  most  men  do,  talking  to  the  door  and  whatever  would-­‐be  criminal  is  behind  the  door,  all  the  time  hoping  like  hell  that  no  one  answers.    

I  say,  “OK,  I  got  a  knife,  no  kidding,  so  I’m  going  to  let  you  leave  out  the  front  door  and  it’s  cool.  Alright?”    

As  I  get  closer,  you  know  what  happened  next,  right?  I  open  the  door  real  fast  and  jump  back,  lifting  the  bottle  over  my  shoulder  in  an  attack  mode,  ready  to  do  what  I  have  to  do  (which  would  be  to  run  if  I  had  any  common   sense,   but   hey   I’m   a   guy,   we   do   stupid   stuff   in   the   name   of  pride)  and  to  my  relief,  no  one  was  there.    

“That  was  too  funny!”  the  voice  said.    I  jumped  back  again,  but  this  time,  I  was  getting  these  shivers,  like  a  

ghost   or   something   just   passed   by  me.   You   know  how   those   little   cold  bumps  appear  when  you  get  the  shivers?  It  was  like  that.  I  looked  around  the  room  again,  and  I  knew  no  one  was  in  there  with  me.  I  looked  on  the  other  side  of  the  bed  facing  the  window  and  nobody  was  there  either.  Of  course   I   looked   under   the   bed,   I   know   that’s   what   you   were   thinking,  right?  So,  now  I  was  questioning  my  own  sanity.    

“What  if  I’m  going  crazy?”  I  whispered  to  myself.    “Nope,  you  are  not  going  crazy,”  the  voice  echoed.    It  can  hear  me,  I  thought.    “OK,  here’s  the  deal,  I’m  the  You  that  you  are  becoming.”    “Who?”    

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“I’m   the   You   that   you   are   becoming.   Please   don’t   ask   me   to   say   it  again.”  

“Now   what?”   I   say   to   myself,   “It’s   a   good   thing   it   can’t   read   my  thoughts,”  but  of  course  he  (or  is  it  I?),  could.    

“Well,  first  I’m  going  to  start  by  telling  you  that  the  You  that  you  are  becoming   is   conscious   of   the   fact   that   those   homeless   people   may   be  disenfranchised,  and  yes,  the  majority  of  them  are  Black,  which  the  You  that  you  are  becoming  recognizes  as  something  that  is  an  issue.  But  the  bigger  question  is  ‘how  did  they  get  there?’”    

Still   not   comfortable   and   a   little   timid,   I   answered,   “What   do   you  mean?   I’ve   always   been   conscious   and   aware   of   the   homeless,   and   I’ve  been  places  where  they  are  predominantly  Black,  so  how  is  this  anything  new?”    

“It’s   because   you   did   not   understand   that   racism,   oppression,  illiteracy,   slavery,  hegemony,  and  many  more   -­‐isms  and  words   that  end  with   a   -­‐y   are   at   the   root   of   the   problem.   There   was  much   fear   in   you  when   it  came  to   these   issues,  particularly   race,  and  you  are  still   fearful.  Think  about  when  you  talked  about  race  and  used  the  terms  ‘black’  and  ‘white,’  you  used  the  little   ‘b’  and  little   ‘w’.  Recall  how  you  whispered  to  your  friends  and  family  and  pointed  to  some  part  of  your  body,  either  the  back   of   your   hands   or   arms   as   a   symbol,   an   easy,   sneaky,   cowardly  substitute  for  Black,  and  the  palms  of  your  hands  as  a  symbol  for  White.”  

I  didn’t  acknowledge  “the  You,”  who  is  peering   into  my  self,   looking  beyond  the  mask  that  I  have  donned,  and  piercing  into  my  soul.  Yes,  he  (or  it)  is  certainly  much  more  than  “the  You”  he  is  “the  Soul.”    

In   fact,   this   intervention   has   unlocked   a   memory   that   I   had   long  forgotten,   one   buried   deep   into  my   subconscious,   that   is   now   eager   to  resurrect  itself  into  my  conscious  thoughts.  As  if  on  cue,  I  heard,  “By  the  way,  wanna  talk  about  it  now?”  It  was  the  Soul.    

“Talk  about  what?”  I  said.    

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“Your  experience  with  racism?  It  might  be  therapeutic,”  he  said.  “OK,”  I  said,  fascinated  by  the  fact  he  knows  what’s  at  the  forefront  of  

my  thoughts,  and  began  to  internalize.  In   the  early   70's,   I  moved   to  Louisiana,  Raceland   to  be  precise,  with  

my  mother,   sister   and   stepfather   as   a   result   of   his   layoff   from   a   job   in  Cleveland,   Ohio.   One   day,   after   we   had   been   living   there   for   several  months,   I   was   asked   by   my   step-­‐cousins   to   attend   the   show   (a   movie  theatre)   in  nearby  Thibodaux.   I  was   extremely   excited;  moviegoing  was  then  and  continues  to  be  one  of  my  favorite  pastimes.  I  recall  rushing  to  the  ticket  line,  wanting  to  be  the  first  one  of  our  group  (which  consisted  of   two   step-­‐cousins   and   a   friend)   to   get   into   the   theatre.  After   I   got   in  line,  my  step-­‐cousin  called  me.    

“Hey  Ricky,  what  chu  doin?”  I  responded,  “I’m  gon'  be  the  first  to  git  my  ticket!”  He  countered,  “Git  yo  butt  outta  line!”  “No!’  I  shouted.”    I   knew   he   was   mad   that   I   was   going   to   be   first;   I   won!   It   had   not  

dawned  upon  me  that  I  was  the  only  Black  person  in  line.  Not  once.  After  a  couple  of  shouts  back  and  forth,  he  and  my  other  step-­‐cousin  came  and  pulled   me   out   of   the   line,   me   kicking   and   screaming   the   entire   time.  When   they   constrained  me,   I   looked   back   at   the   line,   on   the   verge   of  tears,  thinking  we  would  not  go  to  the  movies  that  day.    

He  said,  “We  still  goin  to  the  movie,  so  hush  up!”    I  was   suddenly   placated,   but   unsure,   because  we   continued  walking  

towards  the  side  of  the  theatre.  I  then  noticed  the  metal  steps  that  led  up  to  the  mezzanine  section  of  the  movie  and  I  was  beginning  to  think  we  were  going  to  sneak  in.  But,  I  thought,  all  those  people  are  gonna  know  what  we’re  doing  and  we  will  certainly  get  caught.  I  didn’t  care.    

When  we  got  to  the  mezzanine  section,  after  climbing  the  two  flights  of  stairs,   it  was  a  huge  disappointment.  There  were  approximately  three  

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rows  of   chairs,  with   about   six   seats   per   row.  There  was   a   glass   counter  with  three  maybe  four  pieces  of  candy,  two  bags  of  pre-­‐packed  popcorn,  and  no  fountain  drinks.  I  sat  through  the  movie,  wondering  why  I  could  not  go  downstairs  and  get  some  fresh  popcorn,  a  drink  and  some  candy.    

My  mother  had  given  me  enough  money  but  my  cousin  continued  to  constrain  me.  As  we  left  the  movie,  I  started  thinking  that  something  was  not  quite  right  but  I  could  not  put  it   in  context.  I  asked  my  step-­‐cousin  again,   why   we   did   not   go   to   the   main   floor,   and   shared   my  disappointment  with  him.    

Finally,  out  of  earshot  of  anyone  not  in  our  group,  he  looked  around,  then  looked  at  me  straight  on  and  told  me,  “Niggahs  don’t  go  through  the  front  doh  down  heah,  we  gotta  go  up  them  back  stairs!”    

In  the  back  of  my  mind  I  could  here  a  voice  getting  louder  and  louder.  It  was  the  Soul  trying  to  get  me  back  from  my  thoughts.    

“Dude,”  I  said,  “why  are  you  shouting  at  me?”    “’Cause  you  were  lost,  my  handsome,  dark  Brotha!”    “Well,  at   least  you  recognize!”   I   said,  and  then   I   started   laughing  (at  

myself  mind  you  –  and  if  you  are  confused,  how  the  hell  do  you  think  I  felt).    

“But   seriously,”   said   the  Soul   “all   that   reading,  writing,   and   research  you   are   doing,   studying   about   Black   identity   development   theory   and  critical   race   theory,   that   all   has   a   place,   you   know?   It   helps   you  understand  the  way  things  are  regarding  race,  racism,  and  your  notion  of  it.   The   readings   you’ve   been   doing   on   colonialism   and  white   privilege,  these  give  you  some  idea  that  there  has  been  and  continues  to  be  some  power  disconnects  in  the  world.”    

“What  am  I  missing?”  I  asked.    “It’s  not   that  you  are  missing  anything,   it’s  all   there   right   in   front  of  

you,   just  see  it   for  what  it   is.  As  I  said,  you  were  –  are  –   lost.  Lost   in  an  illusion  of  Blackness.”  

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“Meaning?”  I  asked,  stinging  from  that  comment.    “Meaning  that  you  don’t  really  know  who  you  are  as  a  Black  man.  Not  

to  worry,  you  are  not  alone,  for  most  Black  men  don’t  either.”  “Then  who  are  we?”  “Well   before  we   talk   about   that,   let  me   share   some   of  my   thoughts  

with  you,  particularly  related  to  the  plight  of  the  Black  male.  We  are  not  all   homeless,   though  metaphorically,   I   think  homelessness   is   related   to  being   lost  without  shelter,  without  a  home  we  can  call  our  own.  Maybe  we  are  still  struggling  to  find  our  home  here  in  America,”  he  said.    

“My  curiosity  is  peaked,  tell  me  more,”  I  replied.  “Alright.  The  Black  male  is  unique  in  the  type  of  stereotypical  duality  

that  is  ascribed  to  him.”    Whatever  that  means,  I  thought.    “On  the  one  hand  he   is  portrayed  as  physically  strong  and   fast,  with  

great   leaping   ability,   whose   athletic   prowess   and   confidence   seemingly  knows  no  boundaries.  He   is   the   image  on  many   football  and  basketball  highlight  reels.”    

“I’m  following,”  I  said.  “Cool,”   said   the   Soul.   “Now   on   the   other   hand   he   is   portrayed   as  

emotionally  volatile,  you  know,  unintelligent,  weak,  a  troublemaker  with  low   self-­‐esteem   and   little   moral   capacity,   the   poster   child   for   many  political  criminal  debates,  and  welcome  guests  of  the  American  criminal  justice  and  correctional  systems.  Here’s  an  example.  Think  of  the  football  player  Michael  Vick.”    

“Oh  yeah,”  I  said.    The   Soul   continued,   “OK,   he   is   one   of   the   most   gifted   athletes   to  

come  along  in  years.  Fast,  quick,  a  rocket  for  an  arm.”    I  interrupted,  “I  remember  the  dog  fighting  ring.”    “Hold  on,  I’m  getting  to  that,  let  me  finish.”    I  could  sense  he  was  a  little  perturbed,  so  I  said  nothing.    

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“He  is  a  really  good  quarterback  with  a  winning  record,  but  the  knock  on  him  is  that  he  can’t  dissect  a  defense  like  a  Peyton  Manning  or  Drew  Brees,   the   implication   is   that   he   isn’t   smart   enough,   and   then   to   your  point,  he  gets  himself  tied  up  in  the  dog  fighting  ring  and  now  his  moral  character  is   in  question.  Of  course  he  became  yet  another  Black  man  in  the  criminal  justice  system.  Can  you  say  Mike  Tyson?  See  my  point?  Both  were   adored   and   even   idolized   for   their   athletic   gifts,   but   outside   the  lines,  a  different  story.”    

“Yeah,  and  that  bothers  me.  Something  is  really  wrong  when  we  have  so  many  of  our  Black  males  incarcerated.”    

“It  should  bother  you,  it  should  bother  everybody,  but  not  all  of  us  are  willing   to   see.   That’s   why   it’s   important   to   go   beyond  what   you   see   at  face   value   and   dig   a   little   deeper,   you   know,   look   at   the   history   of   the  problem.   Check   out   how   each   person’s   experience   factors   into   their  personality,   their   behavior,   their   self-­‐identity,   and   see   how   history   has  impacted   them,   the   internal   -­‐  and  revisit  our  presence   in  America,  why  we  are  here,  how  and  why  the  Black  man  is  still  fighting  the  system  –  the  external.”    

So  It  Begins  I   let  his  words  sink   in  a   little,   trying  to   fully  understand  the   internal  

and  external  that  he  has  put  forth,  and  asked,  “So  why  exactly  have  you  come?   I   mean   I   recognize   that   there   are   problems   in   the   Black  community,  and  in  particular  with  Black  men.  That’s  not  news.  If  you  are  here  to  tell  me  that  we  have  problems,  I  know  that  and  get  that.  What  we  need   (and   I  emphasized  need)  are   solutions,  not   rehashing  of   the   same  problems.  Anybody  can  do  that,”  I  said,  somewhat  flustered.    

“Correct,  we  need  solutions,  that’s  exactly  why  I’m  here.  And  to  help,  I’m   going   to  make   you   into   a   mentor.  Well,   let   me   rephrase   that,   I’m  going   to   talk   to   you   about   how  mentors   can  make   a   difference   in   this  world,   and  maybe   just  maybe  after  kicking   some  knowledge   I  will  have  

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shown  you  the  power  of  mentoring.”  “The  power?”  I  asked.    “Yes,  the  power.  In  fact  you  should  know  the  power  considering  your  

history   of   mentoring.   You   have   always   been   a   mentor.   Don’t   you  remember  all  the  calls  you  got  from  young  men  you  met  while  you  were  in   the   Air   Force?   Thanking   you   for   keeping   them   on   track   to   go   and  finish  school.  This  helped  them  to  become  the  men  they  were  meant  to  be.  In  your  old  neighborhood,  you  were  a  role  model  –  granted  that’s  not  necessarily  a  mentor,  but  you  did  kick  a  little  knowledge  back  then  too,  which  was  a  looong  time  ago,”  he  said.  

“OK,  I’ll  give  you  that.  But  it  still  doesn’t  answer  the  question,”  I  said.  “Patience.  I’ve  invited  some  friends,  I  call  them  the  Brothas,  who  have  

had  mentors  –  adult  Black  males  mentoring  other  adult  Black  males  –  so  you   can   make   some   sense   out   of   the   whole   mentor   and   protégé  relationship  and  pass   that   information  along  to  others.  Let  me  give  you  their   names   so   at   least   you’ll   have   a   clue   when   they   arrive:   Kareem,  Pierre,  Daniel,  Rock,  and  Adisa.  Brothas  I’ve  met  along  the  way  that  have  wide   ranges   of   education,   religious   views,   ages,   wealth,   and   careers,  among  other  things.  Perhaps  we  can  build  an  army  of  mentors  and  they  all  won’t  have  to   talk   to   themselves   like  you  do.  By   the  way,  people  are  going   to   think   you’re   crazy   you  know,   talking   to   yourself   and   all.   But   I  got   your   back.”   I   could   feel   a   smile,   perhaps   his   way   of   helping  me   to  relax.    

“Before  we  move  on,  why  are  we  only  interested  in  Black  man-­‐to-­‐man  mentoring?  I’ve  known  people  who  have  mentors  that  are  not  the  same  race  or  even  gender,”  I  said.  

“Let   me   go   a   little   bit   into   mentoring   and   I   hope   during   the  discussion,   actually   more   like   my   lecture,   you   will   get   that   question  answered.  Fair  enough?”    

Eager   to   move   forward,   I   asked,   “So,   what   is   mentoring?   I   think   I  

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know  what  it  is,  but  how  would  you  define  it?”    “Let  me  give  you  my  definition,”  an  unfamiliar  voice  stated.    Though  the  Soul  had  attempted  to  prepare  me  for  this  I  was  startled  

by  the  voice,  deep  and  clear  with  a  slight  southern  twang.  It  was  one  of  the  Brothas.  

“Who  are  you?”  I  asked.  “I  am  Daniel  Barnes.  I  am  a  41-­‐year-­‐old  schoolteacher  living  in  central  

Virginia.  I  met  ‘the  Soul’  at  the  barber  shop  and  he  asked  if  I  might  talk  to  you  at  some  point,  so  here  I  am.”    

“Cool.  So  how  do  you  define  mentoring?”  I  responded.  He  began.    

               Mentoring  is  some  portion  -­‐-­‐  in  some  parts  of  it,                  it's  a  genuine  friendship.  It's  a  genuine  concern                  to  see  decisions  that  the  one  who  you  are  mentoring,                  that  you  can  see  some  of  your  influence  in  decisions                  that  that  person  makes…You  know,  (a  mentee)  is                  someone  -­‐-­‐  that  can  be  taught,  that  is  willing  to                  listen.  You  know,  not  coming  in  the  door  with                  all  the  answers.  Not  coming  in  the  door  saying  I                  done  heard  this,  done  that  and  got  the  t-­‐  shirts.                  No,  you  don't  know  everything.  No,  you  weren't                  blessed  to  have  all  knowledge.  No,  you  don't                  know  everything  that  I'm  here  to  try  and  teach                  you  and  instill  in  you.  And  so  with  that,  it                  becomes  imperative  on  the  part  of  the  mentee  to                  have  a  teachable  spirit…being  one  that  can  take                  what  is  being  taught  and  then  apply  it.    Daniel’s  definition  of  mentoring  was  one  that  I  could  understand  and  

appreciate.  With  his  slight  southern  accent,  I  could  sense  that  he  comes  from  a  strong  family.  When  he  talked  about  not  coming  in  the  door  with  all  of   the  answers,   I  could  almost   feel   the   influence  of  a  strong   father.   I  

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envisioned  his   father   saying,   “Daniel,   come  over   here   and   listen”   and   a  young  Daniel  would  cautiously  walk  toward  his  father  and  listen  intently  as  his  father  taught  him  one  of  life’s  many  lessons.    

“Good  answer  Daniel,”  the  Soul  said.    He  paused,  and  then  continued  on.  “Well,  there  are  a  lot  of  definitions  

of   mentors   and  mentoring.   I’m   going   to   cite   a   few   from   the   literature  that’s   out   there,   then   I’ll   tell   you   my   definition,   and   I’m   sure   it   will  answer   your   other   question   regarding   Black   men   in   a   mentoring  relationship.”  After  that  he  said,  “Thanks  Daniel  for  checking  in.”  

“No  problem.  Well,  I’m  out  for  now.  I’ll  be  checking  in  again  later.”  It  was  Daniel,  bidding  us  farewell.  

“Cool,”  I  said.    The  Soul  continued.  “Thomas   Shandleyx   describes   mentoring   as   an   intentional   process  

involving   interaction   between   two   or   more   individuals…and   as   a  nurturing   process   that   involves   the   growth   and   development   of   the  protégé.  Mentoring   is  an   insightful  process   in  which   the  wisdom  of   the  mentor   is   acquired   and   applied   by   the   protégé.   Kathryn   Moore   and  Marilyn  Ameyxi  define  mentoring  as  a  ‘form  of  professional  socialization  wherein   the   more   experienced   individual   acts   as   a   guide,   role   model,  teacher   and   patron   of   a   less   experienced   protégé,   whose   aim   is   the  development   and   refinement   of   the   young   person’s   skills,   abilities,   and  understanding.’  Herbert  Coker   introduces,   the   term   ‘cultural  mentoring’  defined  ‘as  the  process  by  which  a  protégé  is  nurtured  by  a  mentor  that  is  

of  the  same  culture  or  by  one  that  is  culturally  sensitive.’”xii    “So  my  definition  of  mentoring  kind  of  takes  a  little  from  each.  To  me,  

mentoring   is   a   one   on   one   relationship   based   upon   trust,  communication,   respect,   and   commitment,   between   two   people   of  similar   racial,   gender,   social,   and   cultural   backgrounds.  The  purpose   of  the  relationship  is  to  educate  and  guide.  It’s  like  an  unwritten  contract  of  

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sorts,  whereby  the  two  parties  agree  upon  their  roles  in  the  relationship.  The  mentor  provides  motivation,  guidance  and  direction,  based  primarily  on   his   or   her   lived   experience   within   the   racial,   gender,   social   and  cultural   setting.   The   protégé   takes   the   role   of   learner,   seeker   of  knowledge,  student  and  interpreter.  The  difference  then  in  my  definition  is  the  racial,  gender,  social  and  cultural  piece.  I  use  those  differentiators  because  I  don’t  believe  a  person  can  prepare  you  for  certain  things  unless  they  have  a  personal  knowledge  of  those  things.”  

“Walked  in  your  shoes?”  I  asked.  “Yes.”  “For  example,  a  White  man  can  indeed  provide  motivation,  guidance  

and   direction   to   a   Black   man,   but   can   he   truly   understand   racial  inequality   from   a   Black   perspective?   In   other   words,   if   the   mentor-­‐protégé   relationship   were   missing   either   of   these   elements   (racial,  gender,   social   and   cultural),   then   I   would   classify   the   relationship   as   a  guide-­‐follower   relationship.   Otherwise,   I   believe   it’s   an   exercise   in  assimilation  –  whether  knowingly  or  unknowingly.  Check   this  out   from  Peggy   McIntosh,   a   White   woman,   as   she   becomes   self-­‐aware   of   her  position:”  

               My  schooling  gave  me  no  training  in  seeing  myself                  as  an  oppressor,  as  an  unfairly  advantaged  person,                  or  as  a  participant  in  a  damaged  culture.                  I  was  taught  to  see  myself  as  an  individual  whose                  moral  state  depended  on  her  individual  moral  will.                  My  schooling  followed  the  pattern  my                  colleague  Elizabeth  Minnich  has  pointed  out:                  whites  are  taught  to  think  of  their  lives  as  morally                  neutral,  normative,  and  average,  and  also  ideal,                  so  that  when  we  work  to  benefit  others,  this  is  seen                  as  work  that  will  allow  “them”  to  be  more  like  “us.”xiii      

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“That’s   interesting,”   I   said.   “So,  consciously  or  not,   they  are   teaching  their  followers  to  become  more  White?”    

“Yes,  that’s  what  I  believe,”  he  said,  and  continued.    “Think  of  the  guide  as  that  person  who  knows  well  the  path  that  you  

are   trying   to  walk.  Now,   the  guide   can   clearly   lead  you  down   the  path,  because  he’s  been  there,  done  that.  He  can  steer  you  through  the  danger  spots,  and  get  you  to  the  destination  unscathed.  The  guide  is  leading  and  you’re  following,  but  are  you  learning?”  He  paused  for  emphasis.    

“Now,   take   the   same   guide   and   let   that   guide   take   a   fellow   villager  down   the   path.   The   guide   will   stop   to   explain   in   detail   the   types   of  plants,  berries,  hazards,  alternate  routes,  even  history,  so  that  the  villager  is  prepared  not  only  for  the  path  but  for  the  forest,  and  life  within  it.”    

Before  I  could  respond,  the  Soul  broke  in  quickly,    “One  more   point,   even   in   this   example,   if   the   guide   were   male,   he  

would   take   the   male   villager   through   a   different   experience   than   a  female,  and  if  the  guide  were  female,  she  would  take  a  female  through  a  different  experience  than  a  male;  so,  if  they  were  similar  (racial,  gender,  social,   cultural)   then  by  my  definition   they  would  be   in   a   true  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship.”    

I  replied,  “So,  it’s  the  lived  experience  of  the  mentor  and  how  the  lived  experience  is  interpreted  by  the  protégé  which  underlies  the  context,  and  it’s  the  context,  the  environment,  that  determines  whether  you  consider  the  relationship  mentor-­‐protégé  or  guide-­‐follower.”    

“Yes.”  “I  think  I’m  clear  on  the  definition  and  the  concept.  Is  that  all?”    “It’s  all   for  now,  we’ll  go  into  more  detail   later.  By  the  way,  when  we  

talked  earlier  about  building  an  army  of  mentors,  what  I  had  in  mind  was  this  idea  of  an  army  of  ‘activist’  mentors.  Let  me  explain.”    

“This   form  of  mentoring   ‘activist’  would   have   as   its   goal   to   increase  awareness   among   protégés   of   the   realities   of   racism,   oppression   and  

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other   inequities   in   our   society   and   empower   them   to  make   changes   to  

their   psychosocial   condition,   through   ‘transformative   knowledge.’xiv  According   to   James   Banks,   ‘…knowledge   is   influenced   by   human  interests;   that   all   knowledge   reflects   the  power   and   social   relationships  within  society,  and  that  an  important  purpose  of  knowledge  construction  is  to  help  people  improve  society’.xv  Michelle  Jay  adds,  ‘that  the  teaching  of   transformative   knowledge   empowers   traditionally   marginalized  groups   –   most   often   racial   minorities.   However,   the   empowering   of  marginalized   groups   potentially   alters   the   prevailing   power  relations.’”xvi    

“Man,   those  sound   like  really  good   ideas,”   I   said.   “But  honestly,   they  are   pretty   complicated.   Can   you   break   it   down   in   terms   that   I   can  understand  without  asking  you  to  repeat  it  again  and  again?”  

“OK,   here’s   the   deal.   Activist   mentors   help   protégés   to   liberate  themselves   from   oppression,   and   as   a   result   they   not   only   better  understand  themselves,  but  they  can  better  serve  society  as  a  whole,”  said  the  Soul.  

“Remember   what   I   said   earlier,   the   goal   is   to   increase   awareness  among  protégés  of  the  realities  of  racism,  oppression  and  other  inequities  in  our  society  and  empower  them  to  make  changes  to  their  psychosocial  condition  through  transformative  knowledge.  Transformative  knowledge  is  simply  the  awareness  that  these  concerns  exist.”  

“I  see.  So  in  a  nutshell,  activist  mentors  help  their  protégés  interpret  the  realities  in  society  and  empower  them  to  make  change.”  

“Yes,   but   don’t   forget   the   psychological   aspect.   These  mentors   help  the  protégés  come  to  terms  with  their  psychological  albatross  as  well.”    

I  nodded  to  acknowledge  my  understanding,  and  he  moved  on.    “Examples   of   individuals,   whom   I   will   categorize   as   ‘activist’,   were  

W.E.B.  Du  Bois,  Carter  G.  Woodson,  Malcolm  X,  Martin  Luther  King,  Jr.,  Derrick   Bell,   Frantz   Fanon,   Huey   Newton,   Paulo   Freire,   Frederick  

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Douglass,  and  certainly  Marcus  Garvey.”  “That’s   an   impressive   list   and   there   are   many,   many   more,”   I   said,  

becoming  aware  of  my  connection  with  those  Black  men  and  others  who  served   to   keep   us   aware   of   the   omnipresent   role   of   racism   and  oppression,  but  more  importantly,  to  help  us  see  that  we  have  the  power  to  make  change.    

“Now  just  imagine  if  these  great  men  had  protégés,  and  the  protégés  had  protégés,  and  so  on  and  so  on,  we  would  have  by  now  hundreds  of  Woodsons,  Douglass’,  and  Garveys.  Say  Amen.”    

“Amen.”    “OK,  but  I  do  have  another  question,  is  that  cool?”  I  asked.  “Yes,  go  ahead.”    “So,  when   I   talk   to   all   of   the  Brothas,  what  do   I  need   to  know   from  

them?”    “I  was  waiting  for  you  to  ask,  you  know,  Brotha,  I’m  starting  to  really  

like   you,   and   respect   you,   even   though   you  have   a   long   journey   ahead.  Here’s  the  deal,   let’s  –  I  mean  you  –  should  be  seeking  answers  to  these  questions:   How   do  men  who   have   had   adult   Black  male  mentors   view  their   opportunities   for   success?  What   is   the   nature   of   the   relationship  between  mentor   and   protégé?   How   does   the   adult   Black  male  mentor  impact  the  self-­‐image  of  the  protégé?”    

“Great  questions,”   I  said,  “I’ll  be  willing  to  bet  that  I’m  not  supposed  to  ask  these  questions  directly,  but  rather  to  probe  to  find  out  how  these  men  interact  within  the  mentor-­‐protégé  relationships.”  

“Absolutely,”  he  said.    “How  do  you  define  success?  I  mean  that  could  be  anything,”  I  asked.    “Well,   I   am   defining   success   as   anyone   who   makes   a   positive  

contribution  to  the  community.  So,  anyone  can  be  successful  if  they  have  a   job   and  pay   a   tax,   that’s   success.  Now   some  may  have  more  material  things,   more   money,   more   public   prestige,   but   all   who   fit   into   that  

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category  are  successful.  You  OK  with  that?”    “Actually,   I   am  more   than  OK  with   that.   I   think   it   says   to   the  Black  

man:   It’s   not   all   about   the  money;   it’s   about   family,   community,   social  awareness,  and  education  among  other  things.  We  are  more  than  just  the  bling,  you  know?”    

“Brotha,  now  you  talking  to  me.  What  are  your  other  questions?”    “Well  what  do  you  mean  about  the  nature  of  the  relationship  between  

the  mentor   and   protégé?  What   information   are   you   trying   to   get   from  that  question?”  I  asked.  

“Another   good   question.   What   we   should   be   looking   for   here   are  those   factors   that   make   the   relationship   work   or   don’t   work.   For  example,  what  are  the  characteristics  of  the  mentor?  Are  there  any  values  that   are   preferred   more   than   others?   Do   they   engage   in   conversation  about   social,   personal   and  professional   issues   –   all,   nothing,   some?  We  are   looking  at   relationships   that  have  evolved   in  an   informal  setting,   so  how  did  they  come  to  meet?”    

“I  see.  I  guess  by  the  last  question,  you,  rather  we,  are  trying  to  figure  out  how  the  protégé  sees  himself.  Has  the  relationship  with  the  mentor  been  one  that  has  made  him  feel  better  about  himself?  Has  it  given  him  the  opportunity  to  Dream?”  I  said.  

“Brotha,  you  are  smarter   than  I   thought,  and  yes   to  all  of   the  above!  But   in   case   you   thought   this   was   the   end,   a   little   knowledge   about  mentoring,   you   were   mistaken.  We   have   far   to   travel,   a   lot   of   streets,  some  main  highways,  some  back  roads,  and  a  few  trails.  We  are  going  to  find  out  more  about  the  social  factors  that  have  contributed  to  the  Black  man  being  where  he  is  today.”    

“I’m  on  board,  let’s  ride,”  I  said  feeling  a  little  corny  and  a  little  cool,  but  a  lot  enlightened.    

“Let’s  start  our  journey  by  using  this  quote  from  Robert  Staples,  who  said,  “Black  men  face  certain  problems  related  to  institutional  racism  and  

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environments   which   often   do   not   prepare   them   very   well   for   the  fulfillment   of   masculine   roles.   In   addition   to   the   problems   created   by  institutional   and   overt   discrimination,   they   encounter   the   negative  stereotyping  that  exists  on  all  levels  about  them:  being  socially  castrated,  insecure   in   their   male   identity,   and   lacking   in   a   positive   self-­‐concept.”xvii  

“That’s   some   pretty   heavy   stuff   he’s   saying.   Do   you   know   what   he  means,  what  he’s  trying  to  get  across?”  asked  the  Soul.    

“I  think  so,”  I  responded.    “I  think  he  is  saying  that  racism  is  so  pervasive  that  no  matter  where  a  

Black  man  goes,  whether  public  or  private,  he  has  to  face  some  negative  thoughts  and  ideas  about  him.  Even  in  his  studies,  with  the  exception  of  token  actors,   there  are  no   real   contributors   to   the  knowledge  base   that  are  Black  like  him,  no  Selfethnic  reflectors.”xviii  

“Go  on,”  said  the  Soul.    “And  as  a  consequence  of  that,  he  generally  lacks  the  self-­‐confidence  

to   face   it.  He  might   even  be   saying,   ‘Damn,   you   think   that’s  who   I   am,  then   I’m   gonna   be   that!’   Perhaps   not   understanding   that   he   is   playing  right  into  the  stereotype,  and  so  the  cycle  just  continues.”    

Though   I   couldn’t   see   him,   I   could   feel   the   Soul   looking   at  me   and  pondering  what  I  had  just  said.  Then  he  added,    

“So  who  is  the  ‘real’  Black  male?”    I  sensed  he  wanted  to  tie  in  his  thoughts  about  the  dual  images  of  the  

Black  man.    “Of   course,   he   is   some  of   each   and  he  has  many  other   qualities   not  

ascribed  by  these  stereotypes.  However,  in  a  society  where  the  media  has  a  great  deal  of   influence  on  how  we  perceive  others  and  ourselves,   it   is  these   two   images   that   are   the  prevailing   view  of   the  Black  male.  These  images  of   the  Black  man  emerge   from  and  are   a  product  of   a  past   that  began   with   capture   and   enslavement,   and   have   been   compounded   by  

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White  superiority,  commodification,  racism,  and  oppression.”    “OK,”   I   cut   in,   “I   understand   White   superiority,   racism   and  

oppression,  but  what  is  commodification?”    “Yes,  I  guess  it  does  need  some  explanation,”  he  said.    “I’ll   use   Stephen   Brookfield’s   definition.   He   describes  

commodification   as   ‘the   process   by   which   a   human   quality   or  relationship  becomes   regarded  as   a  product,   good,  or   commodity   to  be  bought  and  sold  on  the  open  market.’”xix    

“I  guess  then,  based  on  what  you  just  said,  slavery  is  the  ultimate  form  of  commodification,”  I  said.    

“Yes,”  he  agreed,  “I  think  it  is.  Let  me  explain  in  more  detail.”  “Remember  Brotha  that  Black  men  in  America  have  been  subjugated  

to  White   enslavement,   superiority,   racism   and   oppression   almost   from  the   onset   of   European   settlement   and   subsequent   colonization   of  America.  Viewed  upon  as  a  commodity,  Black  men,  through  the  vessel  of  Black  women  were  brought  into  the  world  for  only  one  purpose  and  that  was  to  provide  labor  to  the  slave  owner.  I  know  this  is  hard  for  you,  but  it  was   kind   of   like   breeding   horses,   bulls,   or   any   other   animal   where  strength   and   genetic   makeup   were   important   to   maintain   and   sustain  good  stock,  and   increase   the  value  of   the  herd.  Cheryl  Harris,   says   this,  ‘the   critical   nature   of   social   relations   under   slavery   was   the  

commodification  of  human  beings.’”xx    As  I  took  a  moment  to  reflect  on  all  that  I  just  heard,  I  could  not  help  

the   tears   welling   in  me,   thinking   about  my   ancestors   in   a   slave   shack,  constantly  watched  and  not  only  performing   labor,  but  being  evaluated  for   breeding.  My   thoughts   envisioned   a   loving   Black   couple   torn   apart  because   the  White  master  mated   the   woman  with   another  male   slave,  perhaps  because  the  other  slave  was  perceived  to  be  of  better  stock  and  breed,   or   perhaps   because   the   other   slave   was   a   good   sire.   Other  thoughts   invaded.   I   began   to   think   about   the   White   master   taking   a  

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woman,  any  woman  he  wanted,  and  fathering  children  which  he  had  no  obligation  to,  nor  would  ever  acknowledge  as  his  own,  though  the  color  could  not  be  mistaken;  rape  without  consequences.    

The   Soul  must   have   understood   this   (of   course   he   did)   and   recited  from  Mary   Frances   Berry   (describing   the   work   of   Callie   House,   an   ex-­‐slave  who  fought  for  reparations):  

               Through  cajoling  and  explaining,  House  inspired                  the  old  ex-­‐slaves  to  exercise  their  rights  as  citizens                  to  demand  repayment  for  their  long  suffering.                  She  urged  them  not  to  give  up  despite  continued                  oppression  and  listened  as  they  shared  stories  of  their                  lives  under  slavery.  Often  in  tears,  aging  and  ailing                  men  and  women  recalled  being  treated  as  less  than                  human  during  their  years  of  unpaid  labor  for  masters                  who  sexually  abused  slave  women,  broke  families  apart,                  and  who  had  “the  power  to  whip  them  to  death.”xxi    “I  feel  your  pain,  Brotha.  But  there  is  more.  Ready?”  he  asked.    “Yes,”  I  said,  rubbing  my  eyes,  “go  ahead.”    The   Soul   continued,   “Here’s   more   from   the   legal   scholar   Cheryl  

Harris,   ‘In  1662,  the  Virginia  colonial  assembly  provided  that  “(c)hildren  got   by   an   Englishman   upon   a   Negro   woman   shall   be   bond   or   free  according   to   the   condition   of   the   mother…”   In   reversing   the   usual  common  law  presumption  that  the  status  of  the  child  was  determined  by  the  father,  the  rule  facilitated  the  reproduction  of  one’s  own  labor  force.  Because  the  children  of  Black  women  assumed  the  status  of  their  mother,  

slaves  were  bred  through  Black  women’s  bodies.’”xxii    “They  got  us  three  ways  on  this  one.  White  man  with  Black  woman  =  

slave.   Black   man   with   Black   woman   =   slave.   Black   man   with   White  woman  =  Death!”  exclaimed  the  Soul.    

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fit  them,  to  meet  their  needs,  they  can  always  find  a  way  to  do  so?  Their  interests  are  always  being  served,”  I  said,  thinking  out  loud.    

“What  do  these  passages  and  notes  mean  to  you?”  he  asked.  “Well,”  I  said,  “like  any  commodity,  the  need  to  have  the  resource  as  

cheap   as   possible,   as  maintenance-­‐free   as   possible,   and  with  minimum  investment  was   the   primary   goal   of   the   slave   owner.  Hence,   there  was  indeed   an   effort   to  make   the   species   strong.   Considerable   thought  was  put   into   the  breeding  of   the  Black  male   to  get   the  maximum  return  on  the   owner’s   investment.   Damn,   I’m   getting   very   angry   about   this,   why  didn’t   you   come   sooner?   I   mean,   I   never   really   thought   about   my  ancestors  being  bred.   I   knew  a   little   about   slavery,   but  never   really   got  into   it   that  deep.   I  wish   I  had   learned  more  about   it   –   I   guess   I   should  take  some  responsibility  for  my  lack  of  knowledge.”  

“Yes,  you  should,”  said  the  Soul  in  a  saddened  tone,  as  he  continued.  “According   to   James  Comer,   ‘The   slaver  and   the   slave-­‐holder  viewed  

themselves   as   agents   of  God,   bringing   religion,   light   and   civilization   to  black  heathens.  These  rationalizations  “poisoned”  the  social  atmosphere  of   America   toward   blacks   and   firmly   established   the   notion   of   White  superiority   and   Black   inferiority...Consciously,   slave-­‐owners,   and   the  White   population   in   general   conspired   to   create   and   maintain   a   self-­‐inebriating   strategy  of   superiority  over   the  African.’xxiii  This  was   in  all  cultural  contexts  of  which  denial  of  freedom  was  at  the  foundation,  and  the  suppression  of  education,  ideas,  ideals  and  most  importantly  free  will  were  the  primary  tools  used  to  build  and  maintain  it.”    

“Can  you  believe  that?  How  arrogant  can  a  race  of  people  be?”  said  the  Soul.  

“OK.  I’m  getting  your  points,  as  painful  as  they  may  be.”    “Yes,   but   before   I   leave   this   point   let  me   share   this   revelation   from  

Carter   G.   Woodson,   in   his   1933,   The   Mis-­‐Education   of   the   Negro,   he  noted,”  

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                             At  a  summer  school  two  years  ago,  a  white                  instructor  gave  a  course  on  the  Negro,  using  for                  his  text  a  work  which  teaches  that  whites  are                  superior  to  the  blacks.  When  asked  by  one  of  the                  students  why  he  used  such  a  textbook  the  instructor                  replied  that  he  wanted  them  to  get  that  point  of                  view.  Even  schools  for  Negroes,  then  are  places                  where  they  must  be  convinced  of  their  inferiority.xxiv    The   Soul’s   in-­‐your-­‐face   discussion   of   commodification,   slavery   and  

White   superiority  has  been,   in  a  word,  chilling.   I  know  we  are  going   to  talk  about  racism  next,  and  I  can’t  help  thinking  about  it.  As  I  reflect  on  the   racial   landscape   of   America,   I   can   see   the   social   and   psychological  “gorillas”  that  continue  to  cling  stead  fast  to  the  torso  of  the  Black  man.  The  need   to  play  out   the   roles   into  which  he  has  been  programmed   to  accept   is   ingrained  in  him  through  hundreds  of  years  of  physical  abuse,  experimentation,   torture,   terror,   mis-­‐education,   oppression,   trickery,  murder,  constitutional  hypocrisy,  debasement,  and  White  superiority,  all  of  these  threats  to  the  psychological  welfare  of  the  Black  male  can  easily  be  placed  under  the  broader  category  of  racism.    

“Hold   on   to   those   thoughts,”   the   Soul   interrupted.   “Brotha   you   are  right,   I   want   to   share   a   little   knowledge   about   racism;   it’s   a   pretty   big  cookie,  so  I’m  going  to  break  it  down  into  a  few  chewable  bites,  OK?”    

Following  his  metaphor,  I  said,  “I’m  hungry,  go  ahead.”    “Wait!”  I  said.  “So  it  just  occurred  to  me,  were  Black  people  branded?  

Like  cattle  or  other  livestock?”    He   answered   very   matter   of   factly,   “Yes,   they   were.   In   fact,   the  

Portuguese   started   this   practice   and   it   soon   spread   throughout   the  nations  that  gained  wealth  from  the  practice  of  slavery:”  

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  had  its  special  procedures.  Thus  slaves  landed  at     São  Tome  were  branded  with  a  cross  on  the  right  arm     in  the  early  sixteenth  century;  but,  later,  this  design     was  changed  to  a  “G,”  the  marca  de  Guiné.  Slaves     exported  from  Luanda  were  often  branded  not     once  but  twice,  for  they  had  to  receive  the  mark  of     the  Luso-­‐Brazilian  merchants  who  owned  them  as     well  as  the  royal  arms  -­‐-­‐-­‐  on  the  right  breast      -­‐-­‐-­‐  to  signify  their  relation  to  the  Crown.     Sometimes,  baptism  led  to  the  further  branding       of  a  cross  over  the  royal  design.  Slaves  of  the  Royal       Africa  Company  were  marked,  with  a  burning       iron  upon  the  right  breast,  “DY,”  duke  of       York,  after  the  chairman  of  the  company.xxv    “Now  young  Black  men  think  it’s  cool  to  be  branded  a  ‘G’,  how  ironic,”  

I  said.    The  Soul  continued.    “This   practice   lasted   until   around   1870   for   the   actual   branding.   But  

you  know  what?  From  a  psychological  standpoint  it  still  exists.  As  I  see  it,  the  brand  that  the  slavers  and  the  White  people  of  that  era  left  us,  which  seems   to   be   everlasting   is   the   word   and   psychological   effects   of   being  called  a  Nigger.”    

“Before  you  say  anything,  think  about  what  that  term  meant.  It  meant  being  branded,  the  class  of  an  animal  –  or  lower  –  little  or  no  self-­‐esteem,  little  or  no  human  value,”  he  said.  

“Now  young  men  and  women   supposedly  use   the  word  as   a   term  of  endearment?   Please!   They   don’t   understand   that   they   are   perpetuating  the  psychological  hold  that  the  word  has  on  Black  people.  It’s  like  getting  a   branding   freebee,   like   putting   Nigger   on   the   back   of   every   car   in  America  and  proudly  displaying  it.  Understand  this,  I  believe  that  when  a  Black  person  first  began  calling  another  Black  person  a  Nigger,  it  meant  

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that  he  or  she  actually  thought  they  were  superior  to  the  other  person.  It  was   like   telling   somebody   they   were   the   lowest   piece   of   crap   on   the  earth.   ‘I’m   Black   and   I’m   a   slave,   but   you,   you’re   nothing  more   than   a  Nigger!’”    

He   turned   to  me.   “I   know   you’ve   used   the   term   in   your   youth   and  even  as  an  adult,  so  don’t  try  to  look  away  or  hide  from  it,  it’s  real.”    

“Yeah,  but  I  think  the  term  is  like  a  rallying  cry  for  today’s  youth  and  even  my  generation,”  I  said,  not  really  believing  any  of  it  just  lashing  out  defensively.    

“Oh  yeah,  how?”  he  said.    I  said,  “It’s  like  the  one  thing  we  own,  nobody  can  jack  it,  it’s  ours  to  

be  used  freely,  it  represents  our  defiance  against  racism  and  oppression.”    “That’s  a  crock  of  bull!”  he  said,  and  went  on.    “The  only  thing  Nigger  represents   is  a  historical   link  to  all  of   the   ills  

that   were   bestowed   upon   African   slaves   in   America,   now   Black  Americans.   If   Black   people   totally   eradicated   that   word   from   their  vocabulary,  just  took  it  out  and  got  rid  of  it,  guess  what?  If  it’s  used  again,  most   likely  Whites  will   use   it,   and   you  would   know   the   true   nature   of  their  usage.  Right  now,  a  White  person  can  use  the  term  and  act  like  it’s  a  term  of   endearment,   they  hear   it   on   the   streets   and   surely   in   songs,   so  they  are  enabled.  Don’t   even  give   them  that  power.   Just   let   it  go.  Trust  me   it  will  go  a   long  way  to  healing  the  psychological  wounds  of  several  generations   of   Black   Americans.   If   we   want   to   honor   those   that   came  before  us,  we  owe  it  to  their  memory  to  eradicate  ‘Nigger’  from  our  use.  Where  were  we?”  he  said  emphatically.    

Before  I  could  answer,  I  was  lost  in  my  own  thoughts  about  the  use  of  the   so-­‐called   “N-­‐word.”   I   recalled   in  my  mind   on-­‐going   debates  within  the  Black   community,   involving   clergy,   actors,   singers,  writers,   scholars  and  rappers,  all  passionate  about  their  use,  mis-­‐use,  and  non-­‐use  of   the  word.   It   seems   that   I’ve  been  on  both  sides  of   that  debate  and  more  or  

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less  it  appears  to  be  a  function  of  age  and  experience.  As  one  get’s  older  and  presumably  wiser,  they  tend  to  see  the  world  differently,  without  the  weight  of  peer  pressure  and  pop  culture  holding  them  down.  I  think  this  allows   them   to   put   the  N-­‐word   in   a   historical   perspective   and   place   it  where  it  has  always  belonged,  consciously  incinerated  into  dust  and  ash,  into  non-­‐existence.  

“I   believe   you   were   beginning   to   discuss   racism,”   I   said,   giving   the  Soul  an  opportunity  to  transition.    

“OK,  now  understanding   racism   is  no   easy   task.  Yes,   one   could   step  out   into   the  world   (at   least   in   a   typical   US   locality),   go   to   the   grocery  store   and   see   all   of   the   magazine   racks   at   the   checkout   station   and  struggle  to  find  a  Black  face  on  any  of  the  covers,  or  turn  on  to  network  television  during  prime  time  and  ask  where  are  all  of  the  Black  actors,  or  tune  in  to  C-­‐Span  only  to  find  out  that  not  one  Senator  in  this  sprawling  nation  has  a  Black  face.”    

“So,   defining   racism   is   complex   considering   the   vastness   of   the  problem.   It’s   built   into   every   governmental,   political,   economic,   and  social   construct   that   we   have   on   a  macro   scale;   it   is   permanentxxvi   it  also   rears   its   head   on   a   daily   basis   on   a   micro   scale   in   the   guise   of  

‘microaggressions’xxvii  which  are   ‘brief  and  commonplace  daily,  verbal,  behavioral,   or   environmental   indignities,   whether   intentional   or  unintentional,   that   communicate   hostile,   derogatory,   or   negative   racial  

slights  and  insults  toward  people  of  color.’”xxviii    “Yeah,   I’ve   known   people  who’ve  made   comments   to   the   effect   that  

they  are  always  late,  or  like  this  one  time  I  heard  one  of  my  supervisors  describe  a  Black  woman  as  only  having  the  ability  to  become  an  assistant  nurse.   In   those   days,   I   was   reluctant   to   challenge   comments   of   that  nature,   and   perhaps,   actually   did   know   what   the   meaning   behind   the  comment  was,  but  didn’t  have  a  name  for  it.  Now  I  know.”    

“In  fact,  let  me  share  this  with  you,”  I  continued.  

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The  Soul  remained  silent.       Well,  I  was  on  a  flight  from  Philadelphia  to  Las  Vegas       to  visit  my  children  and  grandchildren.  I  was  pleased       because  I  was  upgraded  to  first  class  due  to  the  amount       of  points  I’d  accumulated  with  this  particular  airline,       which  has  a  hub  in  Philadelphia.  Anyway,  to  the       point,  I  was  sitting  next  to  an  older  White  man,       approximately  70  years  in  age.  We  struck  up  a     conversation,  nothing  specific,  you  know,  just       hello  where  you  from  and  that  kind  of  thing.       So,  he  reflected  on  the  fact  that  I  lived  in  Virginia,  and       mentioned  to  me  that  he  visited  relatives  in  Virginia       in  the  late  60’s,  in  Williamsburg  to  be  specific.  He  said       that  being  from  Pennsylvania,  he  had  no  idea  of       prejudice,  when  he  said  that  I  remember  looking  at       him  thinking  that  racism  is  not  and  was  not  unique       to  the  south,  but  I  did  not  interrupt.       He  said,  “When  I  went  down  south  to  visit,  I  noticed       that  a  lot  of  Blacks  or  African-­‐Americans,”       I  interrupted  him  and  said  I  preferred  Black.       He  continued,  “OK,  a  lot  of  Blacks  were  driving       around  in  Cadillac’s  with  the  antennas  and       diamonds  cut  into  the  back.”       I  said  nothing  just  looked  at  him  and  he  continued.     “They  couldn’t  get  houses  so  they  all  bought  Cadillac’s       and  lived  in  shacks.”       At  this  I  had  to  keep  my  cool  and  said  to  him,       “Well,  I  think  that’s  stereotypical  and  you  must  watch       too  much  television.”         He  said,  “Beg  your  pardon?”    

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  “Well,  I’m  Black  and  I  don’t  remember  anybody       on  my  street  driving  around  in  Cadillac’s,  and       we  all  had  housing,”  then  added,  “When  I  lived  farther       south  in  Louisiana,  nobody  I  knew  owned  a       Cadillac.  White  people  tend  to  have  this  stereotypical       view  of  Black  people,  but  I’m  here  to  tell  you  that       the  vast  majority  of  Black  people  did  not  and  would  not       live  like  that.”       At  this  he  said,  “Well,  they  couldn’t  get  houses,  so       they  bought  expensive  cars  to  make  up  for  it.”         “That’s  true,  the  implementation  of  federal  policies       for  housing  loans  definitely  discriminated  against       people  of  color,  particularly  Black  people.  But,  we       didn’t  all  go  out  and  buy  Cadillac’s  to  get  our       piece  of  the  American  dream.”       “Well,  perhaps  you  are  right,  its  just  that’s  what  I  remember.”     “Yes,  you  probably  did  see  someone  in  a  Cadillac  who       was  Black,  but  I  doubt  if  you  saw  all  of  the  Black       people  in  Williamsburg  driving  around  in  Cadillac’s  and       living  in  shacks.”       At  that,  the  conversation  ended,  and  during  the       remainder  of  the  flight,  another  three  hours,       he  tried  to  be  cordial  and  we  made  small  talk.  I  felt       empowered  to  have  challenged  his  story  which  I’m       certain  he’s  told  many  people  over  the  years,  both       White  and  Black,  but  mainly  Whites  and  has       transmitted  that  inaccuracy  about  Black  people       to  two  or  three  generations  of  family  and  friends.    “Frantz   Fanon   has   a   passage   that   I   think   fits   this   definition   of  

microaggressions,”  said  the  Soul.    

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             To  speak  gobbledygook  to  a  Black  man  is  insulting,                  for  it  means  he  is  the  gook.  Yet,  we’ll  be  told,  there                  is  no  intention  to  willfully  give  offense.  OK,  but  it                  is  precisely  this  absence  of  will  –  this  offhand  manner;                  this  casualness;  and  the  ease  with  which  they                  classify  him,  imprison  him  at  an  uncivilized  and                  primitive  level  –  that  is  insulting.xxix    “It   (racism)   is   the   paradoxical   fabric   of   the   American   culture,   for  

without   it   we   could   never   have   become   a   world   economic   power   so  quickly   and   with   it   we   can   never   really   become   the   great   nation   the  world   believes   we   can   be.   Considering   the   sheer   number   of   authors,  scholars,  activists,  playwrights,  directors,  etc.,  who  have  tried  to  address  this   issue,   I   will   try   to   capture   a   definition   which   best   serves   this  discussion.”    

“Got  that?”  he  asked.  “Yep,  still  with  you.”    “Racism  is,  by  some,  considered  more  or  less  a  by-­‐product  of  capitalist  

ideology.xxx   However,   this   idea   gives   it   too   much   credence   and  legitimacy.  It  is  rooted  in  economics  for  sure,  but  the  seed  of  economics,  of   the   power   of   property   and   possession   has   germinated   far   beyond  economics  to  more  of  a  struggle  for  total  dominance  of  one  culture,  one  people,   over   another.   Comer   suggests   that   it   is   a   low   level   defense  mechanism,  which  leads  to  group  conflict.”xxxi    

“Group  conflict  here  is  an  understatement,”  I  said.    The   Soul  went   on,   “It   is   ‘any   program   or   practice   of   discrimination,  

segregation,   persecution,   or   mistreatment   based   on   membership   in   a  race   or   ethnic   group.’xxxii   This   is   a   good   definition,   but   I   have   one  problem   with   it.   It   focuses   too   much   on   the   victimization   of   the  persecuted,   implying   overt   intent;   it   generalizes   racism   so   that   the  assumption   is   any   group   can   practice   it.   Racism   as   practiced   and  

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constructed  today  is  not  always  overt,  as  we  know,  and  in  my  opinion  can  only   be   practiced   by   those   in   power,   which   in   America   are   Whites.  Without   power,   who   cares   and   who   is   really   harmed?”   he   asked  rhetorically,  and  continued.    

“I   will   use   as   my   working   definition   David   Wellman’s   ‘culturally  sanctioned   beliefs   which,   regardless   of   the   intentions   involved,   defend  the   advantages   Whites   have   because   of   the   subordinated   positions   of  racial  minorities.’xxxiii   I’ll   just  add  a  couple  of  things  here.   I  would  say  that  not  only  are  the  beliefs  culturally  sanctioned  but  so   is  the  practice.  In   addition,   not   only   do   they   defend   the   advantages   of   Whites,   but  enhance   them   as   well.   The   key   terms   are   culture,   which   allows   it   to  germinate;  intentions,  which  eliminates  naiveté;  and  subordinated,  which  implies  power.”    

“So   your   definition   of   racism   is,   ‘culturally   sanctioned   beliefs   and  practices   which,   regardless   of   the   intentions   involved,   defend   and  enhance   the   advantages   Whites   have   because   of   the   subordinated  positions  of  racial  minorities?’”  I  asked.    

“Yes,”  he  said  with  little  hesitation.  My  mind   immediately   resurfaced   the   event   in   Louisiana.   The  words  

that  my  cousin  spoke  echoed  even  louder  in  my  conscious,  ‘Niggahs  don’t  go  through  the  front  doh  down  heah,  we  gotta  go  up  them  back  stairs!’    

After   thinking   about   that   time   in  my   life,  when   innocence   seems   to  have  been  snatched  away  from  me,  I  sought  out  the  Soul,  and  said,  “I’m  beginning  to  see  your  purpose.  You  are  like  my  fairy  godfather.”    

“No!”   he   shouted,   “Brotha   that’s   some   western   European   crap,   how  you  gonna   say   fairy   godfather   to  me  with   a   straight   face   after   all  we’ve  been  talking  about?  Please!”  

We   were   silent   for   a   few   seconds.   I   was   close   to   a   mea   culpa   but  resisted,  I  knew  I  was  on  the  wrong  track,  so  I  just  took  my  medicine.    

Calming  down  a  bit,  he  said,  “I  have  a  surprise  for  you.”    

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Not  even  a  second  had  passed  when  suddenly  I  heard,  “Hey  man,  you  want  to  hear  my  story?”  said  another  voice  from  nowhere.  

It  was  another  one  of  the  Brothas  sent  by  the  Soul.    This  voice  sounded  familiar,  but  I  couldn’t  quite  put  a  finger  on  it.    I  replied,  “Cool.”  Which  was  how  I  felt,  now  much  more  comfortable  

with  alien  voices  jumping  in  on  our  conversations.  Laughing  out  loud,  the  voice  said,  “It’s  me,  Rock  James,  from  Korea.”    That   laugh.  Now   I   remember  where   I   recognized   the  voice.   I   should  

have  guessed  when  the  Soul  told  me  the  name.  It’s  been  quite  a  few  years  since  I’ve  seen  or  heard  from  him.  My  thoughts  flashed  back  to  my  years  in  the  U.S.  Air  Force  and  the  year  in  Seoul,  Korea  during  a  tour  of  duty  at  Yongsan  Army   Installation.   I   had   a   young   Black  weather   observer  who  worked  with  me,   and  whom   I  mentored,   Rock   James,   loud   and   proud,  and  highly  intelligent.    

“Hey  Rock,  it’s  great  to  hear  your  voice!”  I  said  in  a  semi-­‐shout.  “The  Soul  invited  me  here  to  help  you  with  your  mentoring  research.  

But   right   now,   I  want   to   share  my   story  with   you   about  my   encounter  with  racism,  we  will  definitely  be  talking  more  about  mentoring.”    

“Alright.  Let’s  hear  your  story,”  I  said  in  a  joyous  tone.  Rock  began.                    I  mean,  growin’  up  in  Virginia,  before  moving  to                  Maryland,  I  ran  into  several  racial  incidents.                  I  remember  livin’  –  and  I  lived  the  next                  street  over  from  a  community  in  Matoaca,  Virginia.                  The  name  of  the  community  was  Trojan  Woods.                  At  that  time,  it  was  one  of  the  most  prominent                  Black  communities.  That’s  where  all  the                  professors  lived.  They  taught  at  the  local  HBCU.                    So  I  always  knew  you  could  (be  somebody),  but  on                  the  way  home  one  day,  I  had  a  lot  of  things  that    

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             occurred  to  me  that  were  negative.                  I  mean,  White  people,  ridin’  past  me,  throwin’                  their  beer  cans,  open  up  their  doors,  callin’  me  a                  “nigger,”  the  n-­‐word...  That  was  my  first  instance.                  And  then  goin’  to  the  local  high  school  was  a  –                  it  was  a  school  that  I  would  say,  at  that  time,                  that  was  70  percent  White,  30  percent  Black.  And                  you  know  me,  I’m  a  very  ethnic  black  man.  I                  believe  in  what  I  believe  in.  I  believe  that  we’re  the                  greatest.  I  believe  that  we  could  have  it  all.  I  was  just                  raised  that  way,  but  society  will  tell  you  other  things.                    And  I  remember  in  the  ninth  grade,  it  was  this  young                  White  girl  named  Terry  Taylor.  And  for  some  odd                  reason,  my  best  friend,  Ernie  Eubanks  and  I,  we  were                  on  the  volleyball  court,  and  the  ball  went  out  of  bounds.                  And  all  I  remember  was  Terry  Taylor  sayin’,  ‘Get  your                  hands  off  that  ball,  you  God  damn  nigger.’  This  was                  in  the  ninth  grade.  My  mother  couldn’t  believe  it.                      So  I  go  home,  and  I  tell  my  mom  about  the  incident.                  And  at  that  time,  we  happened  to  have  a  Black                  principal.  His  name  was  Wayne  somebody,  but  we                  called  him  “Squirrel,”  ‘cause  he  keeps  –  he  put  a                  squirrel  on  his  desk.  So  I  remember  goin’  to  him,  and                  tellin’  him,  “Listen,  I’m  being  heckled  by  all  these                  White  kids  that  keep  bothering  me.”  I  mean,  you                  gotta  remember,  at  that  time,  you  could  literally                  ride  to  our  high  school  with  your  shotgun  on  the                  rack.  It  was  –  Confederacy  -­‐  was  still                  rampant  in  1984  in  central  Virginia.                      And  I  knew  that  you  had  to  be  strong  because,  at  that                  time,  that  incident  that  happened  with  Terry,  even    

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             though  she  was  the  cause  of  it,  a  lot  of  White  kids                  was,  for  about  a  three  month  period,  bothering  me.                  And  I  just  couldn’t  take  it  anymore.  And  I  seen  a  kid                  who  started  –  his  name  was  Sherrod  Lassiter.                  He  was  a  wrestler…And  at  one  point,  I  got…  kicked                  out  of  class,  ‘cause  I  had  a  big  mouth.                      I  was  in  Mr.  Green’s  class  in  the  ninth  grade,                  Earth  Science,  and  he  was  across  the  hall  in  some                  English  class.  And  I  just  knew,  for  some  reason                  that  was  the  day  that  I  had  to  fight  ‘em.  And  we                  both  was  out  there.  He  wouldn’t  approach  me                  one-­‐on-­‐one  because  he  felt  like  he  needed                  his  clan  with  him.  So  I  ran  upstairs  to  my  friend,                  said,  “Look,  Sherrod’s  comin’  up,  we  ‘bout  to  rumble.”                  And  I  could  not  believe  that  day,  it  was,  at  my  high                  school,  in  1984  one  spring,  48  black  men  fighting  48                  White  men.  All  because  Terry  said,  “Get  you  hands                  off  that  damn  ball,  you  nigger.”                    So  we  had  that  big  rumble,  I  seen  her  in  the  hall,  you                  know,  one  of  the  White  principals,  Coach  Frye  –                  yeap,  I  remember  him  to  this  day,  put  me  in  a  choke                  hold.  I  hit  ‘em  with  an  elbow,  broke  loose,  and  said,                  “Look,  you  a  grown  man,  I’m  a  kid,  keep  your  hands                  off  me,  White  boy,  ‘cause  –  just  don’t  touch  me.                    I  walked  myself  to  the  office,  and  seen  Terry  Taylor,                  and  she  was  lookin’  at  me,  whisperin’  to  her  friends.                  And  I  said,  “You  know,  you  was  the  one  that  started                  all  this.  I  done  nothin’  to  you.  Why  did  you  call  me  that?                  And  why  did  you  continue  to  get  these  guys  to                  heckle  me?”  And  she  said  somethin’  like,  “I  just  don’t                  like  Black  people.”  So  I  pushed  her.  She  fell  down,  and                  little  did  you  know,  I  walked  and  turned  myself  in  at    

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             the  principal’s  office.  And  that  day  was  a  big  hoopla  –                  all  the  Chesterfield  County  police  came  out.  It  was                  in  the  newspaper.  And  I  ended  up  –  believe  it  or                  not,  her  white  parents  chargin’  me  with  assault                  because  her  daughter  called  me  the  n-­‐word,  basically                  had  48  white  boys’  tryin’  to  beat  me  up,  and  all  I                  was  tryin’  to  do  was  to  defend  myself.                                  I  went  to  the  principal  for  90  days,  no  one  did                  anything  about  it,  so  I’s  at  –  at  some  point,  I  gotta                  take  care  of  myself.  And  that  kind  of  erupted,                  and  that  was  the  first  time  that  I  ever  was  in  a                  courtroom  as  a  juvenile.  And  you  know,  the  one                  thing  that  caused  me  not  to  be  in  trouble,  was  that  I                  was  a  respectful  young  man,  and  I  was  a  straight                  A  and  B  student.  And  that’s  why  nothin’  ever                  happened,  ‘cause  the  judge  said  that  this  action  is  not                  congruent  with  what  you’ve  done  in  life.                  And  I  caught  a  break  because  a  lot  of  other                  African-­‐American  kids,  that  (had)  parent’s  that  didn’t                  have  money  for  a  lawyer,  or  wasn’t  doing  well,  they  got                  shoved  into  the  system.  So  that  was  an  eye-­‐opener  to                  me  to  say,  “No  matter  how  successful  you  are,  no                  matter  how  smart  you  are,  in  this  world,  you  still  Black.”    “I’m  sorry  that  happened,  Rock,”  I  said.    “I’m  not.   It  helped  me   see   the  world   for  what   it   is,   and   this   is  not   a  

cliché,  it  really  did  make  me  stronger.  I  have  to  get  out  of  here  right  now,  I’ll  be  back   from  time  to  time,  otherwise   ‘the  Soul’  will  continue  to  bug  the  heck  out  of  me,”  he  said,  and  left  as  he  came  in,  laughing  out  loud.    

It  was  good  to  hear   from  an  old   friend  and  protégé.  We  share  much  more   in   common   than   I   had   imagined.   There   are   parallels   in   our  experiences   with   overt   racism,   both   occurring   in   our   youth,  mine   as   a  pre-­‐teen,   his   not   much   later.   Both   of   our   experiences   occurred   in   the  

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south,  mine  in  Louisiana  his  in  Virginia.  Where  we  differ,  is  that  for  me  the  experience  laid  dormant  for  what  appears  a   lifetime.  However,  I  got  the   sense   that   Rock   was   telling   his   story   from   a   place   that’s   not   too  distant.  It  felt  as  if  the  impact  of  those  events  in  central  Virginia  had  not  submerged  below   the   conscious,   that   they  were   like   an   army  poised   to  rush   into   battle   at   the   sound   of   the   commanders   orders.   What  psychological   impact   that   event   may   have   had   on   Rock   is   unknown,  however,   the   emotions   that   were   evident   as   he   told   his   story   would  indicate  the  event  has  left  a  toll,  perhaps  like  fatigued  and  battle  scarred  soldiers,  a  stress  related  disorder  of  sorts,  a  racial  stress  disorder.    

“That  is  not  very  far  from  reality.”  It  was  the  Soul  talking  and  breaking  my  thought  process.  “There  has  been  research  and  discussion  addressing  racially   incurred  post-­‐traumatic  stress  disorder.xxxiv  This  suggests   that  the  patterns  of  behavior  for  Black  males,  as  erratic  as  they  may  be,  might  be  attributed  to  a  psychological  state  of  being  which  could  be  related  to  overt  and  covert  racism.  As  we  move  forward,  we  will  delve  more  into  the  psychological  aspects  of  Black  male  identity.”    

“I   could   tell   many   stories   of   racism,   and   bring   in   many   others   to  discuss  it,  but  for  now,  let’s  end  this  by  saying  that  racism  and  America  are   tied   together   and  will   be   for   some   time.   It  will   be  difficult   to   erase  over  300  years  of  history  in  a  generation  or  two.  It  will  take  lifetimes.”  

What’s  the  point?  “OK,   now   check   this,”   said   the   Soul.   “Remember   the   stages   of  

development  that  you  read  about  in  the  Cross  article  The  Negro  to  Black  Conversion  Experience?xxxv    

“Yes.”    “Well   think  of  yourself  as  a  person  at   the  pre-­‐encounter  stage  of   the  

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called   protestant   ethic   and   have   a   distrust   of   Black.   You   are   eager   to  

assimilate   into  an  American  (viewed  as  White)  culture.  xxxvi  Also,   just  to  give  you  some  more  to  think  about,  remember  how  impacted  you  were  when  you  read  Paulo  Freire?”    

Suddenly,   he   began   laughing   out   loud,   sounding   a   lot   like   Vincent  Price  on  Michael  Jackson’s  “Thriller”xxxvii  recording.  “Ah  ha  ha  ha  ha  ha  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha….”  and  he  went  on,   sending   shivers  up  and  down  my  back,  and  I  began  again  to  wonder  how  crazy  this   is,   it’s   real  but  at  the  same  time  it  is  not,  am  I  going  insane?    

At  that  point  the  Soul  broke  in,  knowing  (yes)  my  thoughts.  “No,”  he  said,  “Brotha  you  are  not  crazy,  nor  are  you  going  crazy.  Just  think  of  this  as  a  period  of  deep  self-­‐reflection.  A  period  when  you  have  to  come  face  to  face  with  all  of  those  thoughts  going  through  your  head,  and  now  you  have  to  make  meaning  of  them  and  bring  some  order  where  there  is  now  chaos.”    

Yes,  I  thought.  Perhaps  this  is  my  way  of  dealing  with  my  identity  and  with  my  seemingly  daily  fixation  with  racism.    

Again,   the  Soul   interrupted  my  thoughts.   “So,   let’s  get  back  to  Paulo  Freire.  I  have  a  quote  from  him  that  speaks  to  the  person  at  this  stage  of  identity   development   –   I’m   adding   emphasis   where   necessary   to   drive  home   the   point,   ‘…because   of   their   (your)   identification   with   the  oppressor,   they   (you)  have  no  consciousness  of   (yourself)   themselves  as  

persons  or  as  members  of  an  oppressed  class.’xxxviii  He  goes  on  to  say,  ‘Only   as   (you)   they   discover   (yourself)   themselves   to   be   “hosts”   of   the  oppressor   can   (you)   they   contribute   to   the   midwifery   of   (your)   their  

liberating  pedagogy.’”xxxix    “OK,   I   see  what  you’re   saying,  and   the  sad   thing   is,  you  are   right  on  

point.  It’s  kind  of  like  the  The  Matrix,xl  where  White  people  have  created  an   illusion,   and   the   illusion   is   that   racism   is  non-­‐existent.  Black  people  don’t  realize  they  are  still  being  pushed  to  the  back  of  the  bus.  I’ve  been  

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on  that  bus,”  I  said.  Thoughts  just  started  coming  to  my  head.  I  guess  I  need  to  admit  my  

shortcomings,   lift   this   veil.   Otherwise,   I’ll   continue   to   be   stuck   in   this  illusionary  world.  If  not,  I  won’t  be  a  Black  man  –  I’ll  be  a  Black,  man.  I  mean  some  things  are  just  so  blatant,  they  are  right  in  front  of  us  and  we  either   can’t   or   refuse   to   see.   I   can   feel   myself   becoming   angry   just  thinking  about  some  of  the  things  I’ve  seen  and  heard,  and  it’s  starting  to  get  to  me.    

I  began  to  speak.    “For  example,  the  other  day  I  was  watching  the  news  on  television  and  

the  headline  was,   ‘Girl   in  California  Missing.’  Now,   I  knew   immediately  that  it  had  to  be  a  White  girl.  It  had  to  be  a  White  girl   ‘cause  I  can  only  remember  seeing  one  national  news  feed  in  the  last  20  years  that  focused  a  story  on  a  Black,  Latina,  or  Asian  girl  gone  missing.  Now  don’t  get  me  wrong,   I   feel   bad   for   the   girl’s   parents,   but   damn,   look   at   all   of   the  resources  at  the  family’s  disposal  so  they  can  find  their  daughter.  I  don’t  see   other   folks,   Black   folks,  with   a   capital   B   getting   the   same   access   to  those  resources  to  find  their  daughters!  That  puts  me  in  an  angry  stage!”  I  said  emphatically  to  the  Soul.    

“Encounter  stage,”  the  Soul  said.  “Not  angry  stage,  and  some  call  that  the  ‘Missing  White  Girl  Syndrome.’”xli  

“Whatever,”   I   said,   “but   I   do   feel   as   though   something   is   definitely  happening,  some  internal  switch  has  been  turned  on,  and  I’m  beginning  to  see  the  light  of  Blackness.”    

“I   don’t   want   to   get   too   far   ahead   of   the   game.   I’ll   explain   in  more  detail   about   Black   identity   development   theories.   But   yes,   you   are  following   a   pattern,   which   is   likely   to   take   you   through   recognizable  stages  of  development,”  he  said.  

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Understanding   this,   the   Soul   blurted,   “It’s   getting   pretty   late,   why  don’t  you  get  some  sleep  and  we  can  continue  tomorrow?”    

Startled,  I  answered  quickly,  “Yeah,  great  idea.”    I  laid  down  on  the  bed,  still  fully  clothed,  with  my  eyes  open,  staring  

at  the  ceiling  and  letting  my  mind  race  over  the  events  of  the  day.  Black  identity   development,   mentoring,   racism,   White   superiority,   and   the  Soul!   Voices   coming   and   going,   is   this   a   dream?   Maybe,   maybe   not,  either  way   I  don’t  care  at   this  point.   I’m   finding  out  a   lot  about  myself,  and  I  am  eager  to  find  out  more.    

Struggling  to  sleep,  I  could  not  help  but  go  back  to  Rock’s  story  about  his   experience   with   racism   and   Daniel’s   brief   definition   of   mentoring.  The  thought  that  each  one  can  help  me  better  understand  mentoring  and  the  role  it  plays  in  creating  positive  space  for  a  Black  man  is  encouraging.  But  why  did  we  spend  so  much  of  the  day  talking  about  racism,  slavery,  and  White  supremacy?  What  does  that  really  have  to  do  with  mentoring?  

 I   paused   for   a   long   moment   still   staring   at   the   ceiling,   my   head  resting  firmly  in  the  palm  of  my  hands,  contemplating  my  own  questions.  Then   it   dawned   upon  me,   the   notion   that   I   might   become   an   activist  mentor,  how  empowering  is  that!  Seeking  and  gaining  knowledge  about  the   realities   of   my   own   psychosocial   condition   and   sharing   the  knowledge   with   others,   my   protégés,   is   powerful   and   liberating.   So,  perhaps   this   journey   back   through   time   is   not   just   a   review,   it’s   a  requirement,  sort  of  like  having  a  prerequisite.  Perhaps  the  Soul  is  saying  to   me   that   defining   mentoring   alone   is   nothing   without   a   frame   of  reference.  There  is  a  reason  that  Black  men  have  this  dual  image  and  at  its  core   is   slavery,   I   think  he  made  that  clear  enough.  There   is  a   reason  that   Black   men   struggle   with   unemployment,   incarceration,   and   other  societal   ills,   they   are   beginning   from   a   point   that’s   well   behind   the  starting   line,   with   its   roots   firmly   entrenched   in   racism,   along  with   its  bastard   child,   White   superiority.   All   of   these   combined   help   me   now  

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understand  why  we   touched  upon   the  psychological   aspects   of   identity  development,  for  these  are  deep-­‐rooted  issues  and  without  question  they  have  a  continuing  impact  on  the  Black  man.  So,  I  get  it,  the  introduction  of   new   concepts   without   the   proper   context   is   a   recipe   for   mistakes,  misunderstanding  and  misrepresentation.    

 

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CHAPTER  2    HOW  DID  I  GET  HERE?    ..an  officer  of  a  Negro  university,  thinking  that    an  additional  course  on  the  Negro  should  be  given    there,  called  upon  the  Negro  Doctor  of  Philosophy    of  the  faculty  to  offer  such  work.  He  promptly    informed  the  officer  that  he  knew  nothing  about  the    Negro.  He  did  not  go  to  school  to  waste  his  time  that    way.  He  went  to  be  educated  in  a  system  which  dis-­‐  missed  the  Negro  as  a  nonentity.xlii      So  now  you  know  what  I  went  through  that  first  day.  It  was  crazy,  no  

pun   intended,   I   mean   the   Soul   was   off   the   chain.   Obviously,   I   am  changing   into   something   or   better   still   someone   who   wants   to  understand  the  nature  of  himself,  a  Black  man,  and  how  I  got  here.  I  have  to  go  to  class  today,  but  how  am  I  going  to  handle  this?  In  our  academic  program   we   often   talk   about   and   write   about   self-­‐reflection,   which   is  integral  to  the  program,  in  fact  the  program  content  forces  you  to  ask  the  questions,  Who  Am  I,  and  Who  Am  I  Becoming?  Perhaps,  that’s  how  the  Soul  got  here.  I  mean,  it  feels  like  I  am  living  in  a  constant  state  of  self-­‐reflection,  questioning  my   identity,  my  Blackness,  my  environment,  my  sense  of  who  I  am.  Yet,  while  addressing  these  questions  I  feel  as  though  I  am  changing  into  that  person  I  was  meant  to  be,  or  at  the  very   least  I  had  hoped  to  be.    

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value  of  mentoring.  It  seems  that  mentoring  is  a  way  to  add  value  to  the  process   of   life.   From   the   viewpoint   of   the   activist  mentor,   the   value   is  gained   through   a   uniquely   organic   relationship   between   mentor   and  protégé  which  heightens  the  psychological  and  social  awareness  of  both,  thus  liberating  them  from  the  expected  outcomes  of  their  existence.  

I  have  to  get  myself  together.  Did  I  even  get  any  sleep  last  night?  Was  that  a  long  conversation  or  a  dream?  I  really  don’t  know.    

I  took  a  look  at  the  clock,  damn,  it’s  8  am.  I  have  to  get  dressed  and  get   to  school   in  an  hour!   “Damn!”  –   I  cuss   too  much,   I   thought.   I  don’t  want  to  be  late,  I  dread  how  everyone  looks  at  me  when  I’m  late.    

“Relax,”  said  the  Soul.   “Getting  to  school  on  time   is   the   least  of  your  worries.  Just  think,  right  now  you  are  learning  how  to  be  a  mentor.  The  result  will  give  you  the  ability  to  help  others,  particularly  Black  men  such  as   yourself,   who   want   to   become   mentors   and   who   want   to   make   a  difference.”    

As   the   Soul   was   talking,   I   rushed   to   the   bathroom,   undressed   and  took  a  quick  10-­‐minute  shower.  I  flossed,  brushed,  and  gargled,  threw  on  some  deodorant  and  some  of  the  cheap  hotel  lotion.  I  hurried  out  of  the  bathroom  mindful  to  put  a  towel  around  my  waist  and  then  remembered  that  the  Soul  is  constantly  with  me,  so  why  bother.    

I   took   my   time   putting   on   my   underwear,   jeans,   socks,   shirt   and  shoes.  By  now  I  was  reflecting  on  last  night  and  decided  I  wanted  to  hear  more  from  the  Soul.  After  all,  if  one  of  the  goals  of  the  program  is  to  find  out  who  you  are,  then  this  is  the  perfect  time  to  do  so.  I  remembered  that  I   had   not   missed   many   days,   well   the   first   Saturday   at   the   summer  institute  to  attend  my  daughter’s  graduation  from  dental  school  –  a  very  proud  day  for  my  clan  I  might  add  –  but  other  than  that  I  attended  all  of  the  classes.  So,  I  thought  this  would  be  a  perfect  day  to  get  sick  and  listen  to  more  of  what  the  Soul  has  to  say  to  me.  I  grabbed  my  cell  phone  and  called  Mack,  one  of  my  classmates  who  lives  in  a  suburb  near  Chicago,  a  

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tall,   dark   brother,   who   is  married   to   an   African   native   from   the   south  central  area  of  the  continent,  and  who  has  a  darling  daughter  whom  he  absolutely  adores.    

“Yo  Mack,”  I  said.    “Hey  big  time,”  he  replied.    “Listen,   I’m   not   feeling   well   this   morning   and   may   not   be   able   to  

make   it   into   class   today.   I   feel   so   bad   I’ve   been   hallucinating,”   I   said,  trying  to  play  it  off.    

“Can  you  tell  Rachel  and  Dr.  Cole  for  me?”    “No  problem.  Sorry  to  hear  that,  I  was  hoping  we  could  have  a  couple  

drinks  tonight  after  class,”  he  said.    “If  I’m  feeling  better,  I’d  like  to  take  you  up  on  that.”    “Alright!”  he  said,  and  we  both  hung  up.    “All   part   of   the   plan,   right?”   I   said,   addressing  my   comments   to   the  

room,  but  hoping  to  hear  a  response  from  the  Soul.    “Yeah,  I  guess  so,”  he  said.    “Great,   then,   let’s  move,   I’m   really   eager   to   know  more   about   Black  

identity   development,   critical   race   theory,   and   mentoring,”   I   said,  reflecting  on  my  thoughts  from  last  night,  now  better  prepared  not  only  for   the  Soul,  but   for   interludes   from  the  Brothas,  as  well  as   the  content  that  lies  ahead.    

“OK,”  said  the  Soul.   “That’s  a   lot   for  one  day,   I  hope  you  can  handle  it.”    

He  began.    “As   so   clearly   stated   by   David   Thomas,   ‘we   are   still   living   in   the  

aftermath   of   a   social   earthquake   –   slavery   and   its   sequelae’s   long-­‐term  effects   on   racial   identity,   black   self-­‐esteem,   and   white   prejudice   –   lie  deep  within  our  culture.’”xliii  

“Please  define  ‘sequelae’  for  me.”    “No  problem.  It  means  an  after  effect  or  result.”    

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I  pondered  the  quote  for  a  few  seconds  and  said  to  the  Soul,    “Honestly,   that   is   a   really   deep   and   meaningful   quote.   It   puts   this  

entire   discussion   thus   far   into   perspective.   We   are   still   suffering  aftershocks   from   the  American  decision   to  pursue   slavery   as   a  national  agenda.”    

“Yes,   we   are.   Now   let’s   begin   this   discussion   with   Black   identity  development  theory.  When  we  began  this   journey  we  started   laying  the  foundation,   or   as   you   surmised   during   your   reflection   last   night,   the  ‘prerequisites’   for   the   dialogue   on   mentoring.   Think   in   terms   of   cause  and   effect.   Those   issues,   slavery,   racism   and  White   superiority   are   the  causes  of  the  state  of  the  Black  man  today  –  whether  you  think  that  is  a  good   thing  or  bad   thing  –   is  up   to  you.  The  effect   then   is  how  we  view  ourselves   as   Black  men,   our   self-­‐image   and   as   we   will   discuss   in  more  detail,  our  self-­‐identity.  Who  are  we?  Who  are  we  becoming?”    

“In  the  late  ‘60’s  early  ‘70’s  Black  men  and  women  sought  to  unchain  themselves   from   the   burden  of   this   history   of   racism  by   seeking   a   new  

identity   through  a  Black  Nationalist   and   social  movement.xliv   In  other  words,  we  wanted  to  break  the  bonds  that  had  shackled  us  since  slavery  and  to  be  proud  of  who  we  are  instead  of  making  excuses  and  living  our  lives  under  a  white  cloud.”    

“What  do  you  mean,  ‘living  our  lives  under  a  white  cloud?’”  I  asked.    “You’ve   heard   the  metaphor   about  white   clouds   representing   happy  

and  good,  and  dark  clouds  representing  gloom  and  doom.  The  point  they  were  trying  to  make   in  that   time  period  was  that  dark  clouds  carry   life,  they   carry   rain.   They   are   powerful,   lightning   and   thunder;   they   even  spawn   tornadoes,   some   of   the   most   powerful   energy   on   earth.   Black  power!   So   the  question   is  what’s   to  be   afraid  of?  Yes,  we  need   the   sun,  but   we   also   need   the   rain.  We   need   the   daylight   to   see   the   planet,   to  understand  where  we  come  from,  who  we  are  as  human  beings.  We  need  the  night  to  observe  the  galaxies,  to  understand  how  our  planet  fits  into  

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the  larger  more  complex  and  ever  expanding  place  we  call  the  universe.  Dark  matters.”    

“I  see,”  I  said,  thinking  I  would  have  to  take  some  time  to  break  that  down.  

“So,  almost  simultaneously  during  that  period  many  authors,  writers,  actors,  doctors  and   just  plain  everyday  people  began  to  get  a  sense  that  something   was   occurring   within   the   Black   community,   something  revolutionary.   Ideas   began   to   spring   forth,   particularly   from   the  psychological   community,   which   sought   to   address   this   new   found  national  awareness  of  the  Black  condition,  specifically  with  respect  to  the  psychological   impact   of   slavery   and   how   the   Black   man   (and   woman)  could  free  himself,  so  that  he  could  see  himself  and  be  seen  by  others.”  

“Most  notable  of  these  scholars  were  Charles  Thomas,  William  Cross,  and   Bailey   Jackson,   who   began   to   theorize   about   stages   of   identity  development  within   a   Black   person,  which   came   to   be   known   as   Black  Identity  Development  Theory.”    

Black  Identity  Development  Theory  “Are   we   about   to   discuss   Black   Identity   Development   Theory?”   I  

asked.    “BID,”  said  the  Soul.  “OK,  BID,”  I  said,  and  added,  “before  you  start  getting  into  the  details  

of  BID,  please  make  sure  you  make  it  clear  to  me  how  it’s  connected  to  mentoring.  I  don’t  want  to  go  all  the  way  out  to  the  car  only  to  remember  I’ve  forgotten  my  keys.”  

He   replied,   “No,  why  don’t   you   think  about   it   and   tell  me  what   you  think  the  connection  is.”    

I   really   should   have   been   prepared   for   that   answer.   Part   of   this  journey   it   seems   is   to   get  me   to   understand   the   information   I’ve   been  presented   and   then   to   process   that   information   in  my   own   terms.  My  experiences  are  important,  and  the  Soul  is  making  sure  that  I  draw  upon  

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those  experiences  to  interpret  what  he  is  saying.    “I   thought   about   this   not   too   long   ago   when   I   was   thinking   about  

activist  mentoring,”  I  said.  “Go  on,”  said  the  Soul.  “In   your   discussion   of   activist   mentoring,   you   talked   about  

empowering   both  mentor   and   protégé   by  making   them   aware   of   their  psychosocial  condition.  I  interpreted  that  as  a  means  of  helping  them  to  become   liberated   from   social   and   psychological   predetermination.   So,  BID   is   really   a   bridge   to   psychological   liberation.   Once   you   have   the  courage  to  walk  across  the  bridge,  you  will  then  have  the  opportunity  to  gather  the  information  you  need  to  achieve  liberation.  And  you  are  being  guided  the  entire  time  by  your  mentor.”  

“Yes,  you  are,”  said  the  Soul.  “Yes  you  are.”  “I  think  you  made  your  connection,”  he  said.  “Now  let’s  move  on.”  “Here's   another   quote.   Believe   me   before   this   journey   ends,   you’re  

going  to  have  quite  a  few  of  them.  I  do  that  because  I’m  not  an  expert  on  anything,  but  I’ve  read  others  who  did  their  homework,  their  research,  so  I  borrow  from  them  and  give  them  their  props.  So  let’s  see,  let  me  share  this  from  James  Comer:”  

               …combined  with  the  fact  that  slavery  left  many                  without  a  purpose  or  opportunity  beyond  the                  gratification  of  basic  human  drives  –  sexual,                  aggressive,  survival  -­‐  rendered  blacks,  as  a  group,                  vulnerable  to  the  projections  of  “bad  impulses.”                  The  fact  that  the  black  man  could  not  defend                  himself  against  physical,  social  or  psychological  abuse                  without  fear  of  extreme  repression  did  not  help                  the  situation.xlv    “This  is  how  I  look  at  that  quote,”  said  the  Soul.    “Think  about  a   little  boy  growing  up   in  an  environment  where  he   is  

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constantly  being  told  he  is  worthless.  He  has  no  value  other  than  the  fact  that  he   can  do  his   chores.  He  gets  no   encouragement,   actually   just   the  opposite   he   gets   beaten   whenever   he   shows   any   kind   of   defiance,  independence,  or  positive  self-­‐esteem.  He  is  constantly  being  kept  in  his  place.   He   becomes   emotionally   dependent   on   negative   reinforcement.    You   hear   about   the   stories   of   those   kids   all   of   the   time.   They   grow  up  with   an   attitude,   a   chip   on   their   shoulders   overly   sensitive   to   any  negative  comments,  ready  to  explode  –  and  often  do.”    

“So,  what  BID  attempts  to  do  is  provide  Black  folk  with  a  model  that  addresses   the   negative   dependency   of   White   psychological   and   social  abuse.”    

I   thought   about   that   for   a  moment,   remembering  my  own   children,  five  in  all,  who  grew  up  in  a  stable  loving  environment.  How  would  they  be   different   if   I   were   physically   and   psychologically   abusive?   Their  chances   for   success   would   probably   be   minimal,   and   their   self-­‐esteem  would  most  likely  be  very  low.  I  cringe  just  thinking  about  it.  

Negromachy  “During   the   time   when   Black   people   were   beginning   to   understand  

that   it   was   OK   to   be   Black,   and   within   this   social   context,   the   era   of  ‘Black  Nationalism,’  Thomas,  a  Black  psychologist,  developed  a  model  to  explore   this   emerging   Blackness.xlvi   Given   the   context   –   social  awakening   -­‐   his   concept   of   a   ‘new   black   ethic’   discussed   the  psychological   factors   inherent   in   the   movement.   He   describes   its  significance   as   ‘a   corrosive   operation   against   those   harsh,   oppressive  elements   of   the   social   structure   that   have   either   misinterpreted   the  humanness   of   black   people   or   compelled   them   to   believe   that   psycho-­‐

socially  they  had  infantile  or  animal-­‐like  motivational  systems.’”xlvii    “Whoa!”   I   said.   “Man,   that   sounds   like   a   lot   of   psycho   babble,   you  

know?   I   know   there   is   something  worth   considering   in   that   statement,  otherwise  you  would  not  have  quoted  it,  so  just  let  me  take  a  minute  to  

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digest  it.”    “OK,  but   as   you   are   thinking  on   it,   go  back   to   our  discussion   about  

breeding,  about  how  inhumane  the  actions  of  the  slave  owners  were,  and  then  you  might  have  a  better  understanding  of  what  Thomas  means.   If  you   treat  people   like  animals,  psychologically  you  will   think  of   them   in  that  context,  and  make  no  mistake;  we  were  treated  like  animals,  in  some  cases  worse.”    

Again  the  notion  of  concept  and  context,  I  thought.  I  pondered  what  the  Soul  had  just  said  and  thought  about  how  clean  

and  sterile  my  knowledge  of  slavery  was.  In  my  mind,  slavery  was  always  a   laborious   concept.   Black   folk,   the   White   man’s   ‘Nigger’s   out   in   the  cotton  and  tobacco  fields,  the  men  dark  and  muscular  glistening  in  sweat  with  hoe  or  sickle,  the  women  single-­‐minded  in  their  task,  stooping  and  picking   the   cotton   or   tobacco   leaves,   keeping   the   children   in   tow.   All  joining  in  the  singing  of  Negro  spirituals  about  the  hard  times  they  were  having   and   the   glory   of   emancipation   they   would   welcome   in   years   to  come.  They  were  like  animals,  in  a  herd,  performing  their  daily  mundane  tasks,  always  in  the  watchful  eyes  of  the  overseer.    

The  Soul  interjected.    “Whether  he  likes  it  or  not,  the  black  man  has  to  wear  the  livery  the  

white  man  has  fabricated  for  him.”xlviii    This   hard   labor   picture,   while   difficult,   is   still   far   less   painful   to  

imagine,   because   it   doesn’t   include   rape,   torture,   verbal   and   physical  abuse,  those  things  that  happen  behind  closed  doors  that  somehow  gets  left  out  of  the  story,  not  because  they  are  too  difficult  to  come  to  terms  with,  but,  I  suspect  because  it  would  paint  the  White  man  in  a  negative  light.   Given   those   realities,   they   pale   in   comparison   to   the   deeper  psychological   consequence   of   slavery,   the   shackles   of   which   will   take  centuries  to  break.    

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the  Soul.                      While  I  was  thus  employed  by  my  master,  I  was                  often  a  witness  to  cruelties  of  every  kind,  which                  were  exercised  on  my  unhappy  fellow  slaves.                  I  used  frequently  to  have  different  cargoes  of  new                  Negroes  in  my  care  for  sale;  and  it  was  almost  a                  constant  practice  with  our  clerks,  and  other  whites,                  to  commit  violent  depredations  on  the  chastity                  of  the  female  slaves;  and  these  I  was,  though                  with  reluctance,  obliged  to  submit  to  at  all  times,                  being  unable  to  help  them.  When  we  have  had                  some  of  these  slaves  on  board  my  master's  vessels,                  to  carry  them  to  other  islands,  or  to                  America,  I  have  known  our  mates  to  commit  these                  acts  most  shamefully,  to  the  disgrace,  not  of  Christians                  only,  but  of  men.  I  have  even  known  them  to                  gratify  their  brutal  passion  with  females  not                  ten  years  old;  and  these  abominations,  some                  of  them  practised  to                  such  scandalous  excess,  that  one  of  our  captains                  discharged  the  mate  and  others  on  that  account.                  And  yet  in  Montserrat  I  have  seen  a  Negro  man                  staked  to  the  ground,  and  cut  most  shockingly,  and                  then  his  ears  cut  off  bit  by  bit,  because  he                  had  been  connected  with  a  white  woman,                  who  was  a  common  prostitute.  As  if  it  were  no                  crime  in  the  whites  to  rob  an  innocent  African                  girl  of  her  virtue,  but  most  heinous  in  a  black  man                  only  to  gratify  a  passion  of  nature,  where  the                  temptation  was  offered  by  one  of  a  different  color,                  though  the  most  abandoned  woman  of  her  species.xlix    “Listen,”  the  Soul  said.  “There  are  times  during  this  journey  when  the  

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knowledge  that  I’m  sharing  will  begin  to  challenge  ‘your’  world  view,  and  during  those  times  you  will  be  confused  and  perhaps  show  some  guilt.”    

“In  some  ways,   it’s   like  going   into  a   therapy  session,”   I   said.   “In   that  sometimes  you’re  asked  to  come  face  to  face  with  unpleasant  or  difficult  actions,  events,  ideas,  that  have  been  buried  in  your  subconscious,  ‘cause  dealing  with  them  might  be  painful.”    

“True,”   said   the   Soul.   “That   is  why   education,   the   great   door   to   the  quest  for  knowledge,  is  so  important  to  finding  out  not  only  about  things  that   you   deem   as   important,   but   also   in   finding   out   about   yourself.  However,  a  word  of  caution,  as  we’ve  seen  from  Woodson  and  Freire,  and  as   we  will   see   throughout,   education   can   be   a   vessel   for   oppression   as  well  as  the  ship  of  liberation.  Now,  let’s  go  back  to  Thomas.”  

“I’m  ready,”  I  said.    Again,   the   Soul   has  managed   to   shake  my   view.   Education   it   seems  

can   be   both   liberating   in   nature,   as   well   as   a   host   for   our   continued  oppression,  I  repeated  in  my  mind.    

“Thomas  goes  on   further   to  define   the  general  psychological   state  of  Black  people  from  its  group  perspective  as  one  of  mental  illness,  which  is  what  we  were  talking  about  earlier,  with  all  of  the  psychological  luggage  we   are   carrying.   I   mean   when   you   really   think   about   it,   it’s   not   just  slavery,   that  was   the  beginning,   the  genesis   if   you  will,   of   the  problem.  Cheryl  Harris  elaborates:”  

               Blacks  were  not  permitted  to  travel  without  permits,                  to  own  property,  to  assemble  publicly,  or  to  own                  weapons;  nor  were  they  to  be  educated.  Racial  identity                  was  further  merged  with  stratified  social  and  legal                  status:  “Black”  racial  identity  marked  who  was                  subject  to  enslavement;  “white”  racial  identity  marked                  who  was  “free”  or,  at  minimum,  not  a  slave.  The                  ideological  and  rhetorical  move  from  “slave”  and    

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             “free”  to  “Black”  and  “white”  as  polar  constructs                  marked  an  important  step  in  the  social  construction                  of  race”l.    “But   think   about   the   post-­‐slavery   days,   through   today   really.   There  

was   a   period   of   time   when  White   rights   usurped   the   rights   of   others,  particularly  Black  people,  and  they  could  basically  do  what  they  wanted.  Lynchings  were  routine,  with  little  or  no  repercussions.  They  could  rape,  burn,   torture,   do   anything   to   the   Black   man   and   woman,   and   yet   the  prisons  swelled  with  Black  people  accused  of  petty  crimes,  while  Whites  could   walk   away   from  murder.  When   it   came   to   crimes   against   Black  people,  they  were  above  the  law.”    

“Certainly,  Black  people  carved  out  lives,  some  became  quite  wealthy,  and  we  had  our  fair  share  of  lawyers,  doctors,  singers,  dancers,  engineers,  and  a  host  of  other  professions.  Yet,  even   those  people  with  all  of   their  education,  training,  and  social  skills,  could  not  sit  in  the  front  of  the  bus,  or   the   train,   or   eat   and   drink   in   certain   bars.   Imagine,   the   great   Bill  Russell   or   Hank   Aaron   not   being   allowed   to   eat   with   their   teammates  because  of  their  color.  Or,  Dr.  Charles  Drew  being  denied  entry   into  an  upscale  hotel  and  if  he  were  allowed,  he  would  most  likely  take  quarters  in  the  basement;  and  Dr.  Martin  Luther  King,  Jr.,  riding  in  the  back  of  the  bus,  or  being  forced  to  give  up  his  seat  to  a  White  person.  Yes,  we  could  be   great,   and   make   countless   contributions   to   America,   but   we   could  only  do  so  by  staying  in  our  place.  As  long  as  we  did  not  step  outside  of  the  boundaries  resurrected  for  us  by  White  society  and  ultimately  by  the  Supreme   Court,   which   legalized   the   separate   but   equal   clauseli   that  stood  for  more  than  a  half  century,  we  were  tolerated.”  

“Now   if   you   have   to   go   through   that   kind   of   degradation   for   three  centuries,   being   a   good,   subservient   ‘Nigger’,   wouldn’t   anybody   be  messed  up?”  the  Soul  said.  

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I  could  tell  that  the  Soul  was  fast  approaching  his  boiling  point.  Each  time   we   journey   back   through   the   history   of   Black   oppression   in  America,  his  voice  becomes  more  agitated.  It  seems  to  me  a  miracle  that  we  all  –  Black  folk  –  just  don’t  snap.    

“Before  we  move  on,  I  want  to  share  a  story  with  you,  courtesy  of  Du  Bois.”  

“Please  do,”  I  said.  The   Soul   reminisced   about   a   chapter   in   the   Souls   of   Black   Folk   by  

W.E.B.  Du  Bois.lii  In  this  particular  chapter,  he  (Du  Bois)  relates  the  tale  of   two   John’s   one   Black   and   one   White,   both   having   grown   up   in  southeastern  Georgia,  near  Savannah  sometime  after  the  Civil  War.  Both  John’s   went   off   to   college   to   become   the   men   their   families   and  communities  hoped  they  would  be.  White  John  was  sent  off  to  Princeton,  to  be  groomed  for  law  and  politics.  Black  John  was  sent  off  to  the  Negro  Institute   to   study   for   a   career   teaching   in   the   community.   The  White  family   that  Black   John   and  his   parents  worked   for   stressed   that   college  would   only   spoil   Black   John   and   ruin   him.   As   it   might   happen,   Black  John   took   a   trip   to  New  York   and  while   at   a   play  met   up  with   the   old  boyhood  White  John  from  his  hometown.  The  White  John  was  unnerved  to  be  sitting  with  a   lady   friend  next   to  a  Nigger,   so  he  asked  that  Black  John   be   removed.   When   both   arrived   back   in   their   small   town,   Black  John  was  now  much  more  aware  of  the  oppression  that  surrounded  him,  one  that  he  was  oblivious  to  before  his  education.  After  opening  a  school  for  young  children,  he  was  asked  by  the  town’s  Judge,  and  White  John’s  father,  to  shut  the  school  down  due  to  the  insubordinate  and  dangerous  content  –  “the  French  Revolution,  equality  and  such  like”  -­‐  being  taught.  It  seems,  White  John  had  told  his  father  about  the  incident  in  New  York,  which  made  the  father  very  angry.  White  John,  stuck  in  the  back  woods  of   the   south   and   yearning   to   escape,   see’s   Jennie,   Black   John’s   younger  sister   strolling  down  a  path  heading  home  and  accosts  her.  Black   John,  

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on  his  way  to  intercept  his  sister  to  tell  her  the  news  that  he  is  leaving  to  go  North,   hears   her   screams   and   races   toward  her,   enraged,   seeing  her  clutched  in  the  arms  of  a  tall  White  man,  

               He  said  not  a  word,  but,  seizing  a  fallen  limb,  struck                  him  with  all  the  pent-­‐up  hatred  of  his  great  black  arm;                  and  the  body  lay  white  and  still  beneath  the                  pines,  all  bathed  in  sunshine  and  in  blood.                  John  looked  at  it  dreamily,  then  walked  back  to  the                  house  briskly,  and  said  in  a  soft  voice,                  “Mammy,  I’m  going  away,  -­‐  I’m  going  to  be  free.”liii      That   story   says   to   me   what   the   Soul   has   been   trying   to   get   across  

today.  Black  John  with  all  of  his  education,  his  hopes  and  dreams,  to  the  White  man,  none  of  it  really  mattered  once  he  stepped  out  of  his  place.  In   the  world   that  was   constructed   for   him,  he  was  not   allowed   to   be   a  man,  he  could  only  be  a  Nigger  –  and  he  snapped.    

Yet,   despite   this   he   was   still   transformed   into   a   free   man,   at   least  psychologically,   which   when   taken   in   this   context,   was   much   more  powerful  than  the  physical  freedoms  that  were  supposed  to  be  the  result  of  his  legal  emancipation.  

As   I   was   momentarily   lost   in   my   thoughts,   I   heard   the   Soul  continuing.    

“Charles  Thomas  believes  that  we  can  only  make  ourselves  healthy  by  becoming  aware  of  our  own  Black  identity  and  self  concept.  This  concept  is   described   as   ‘Negromachy’   -­‐   that   which   is   ruled   by   confusion   of   self  worth  and  dependency  upon  white  society.liv  Thomas  explains:”  

               Inherent  in  this  concept  of  approval  is  the  need                  to  be  accepted  as  something  other  than  what                  one  is.  Gratification  is  based  upon  denial  of                  self  and  a  rejection  of  group  goals  and  activities.    

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             The  driving  force  behind  this  need  requires                  Afro-­‐Americans  to  seek  approval  from  whites                  in  all  activities,  to  use  white  expectations  as  the                  yardstick  for  determining  what  is  good,  desirable                  or  necessary.  Any  indication  of  rejection  by  or                  hostility  from  whites  results  in  these  Afro-­‐Americans                  changing  their  pattern  of  actions,  even  when  the                  individual  hurts  himself  and  others  of  his                  people.  Such  brothers  and  sisters  become                  parasites  who  are  undemanding  and  content                  with  little  or  nothing.  They  prefer  to  have  goal                  directed  actions  that  fit  into  adoptive                  patterns,  which  will  not  be  criticized  by  whites.lv      “Do  you  remember  the  movie,  A  Soldiers  Story?”lvi  “Of  course,  it’s  one  of  my  favorites,”  I  replied.  “Well,   it   was   based   on   a   play   entitled   A   Soldiers   Play,   by   Charles  

Fuller.”  “Check   out   this   dialogue   –   which   I   think   speaks   to   the   concept   of  

Negromachy.  But  first,  understand  that  this  setting  was  during  the  1940’s  and   these  men  were   in  a  mostly   segregated  Army,   further  compounded  by  the  fact  that  the  post  they  were  stationed  at  was  situated  in  the  deep  south.   This   was   well   before   the   psycho-­‐social   Black   awareness  movement.”  

“So  you  are  using  it  here  to  show  the  psychological  state  of  the  Black  man  before  the  Black  awareness  movement?”  I  said,  half  questioning  and  half  stating  what  I  thought  to  be  a  fact.    

“Yes,”  he  said,  and  began  to  recite  from  A  Soldiers  Play:       “When  this  war’s  over,  things  are  going  to  change,       Wilkie  -­‐-­‐  and  I  want  him  to  be  ready  for  it  -­‐-­‐  my       daughter  too!  I’m  sendin’  both  of  ’em  to  some  big    

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  white  college  -­‐-­‐  let  ’em  rub  elbows  with  whites,  learn       the  white  man’s  language  -­‐-­‐  how  he  does  things.       Otherwise  we'll  be  left  behind  -­‐-­‐  you  can  see  it       in  the  army.  White  man  runnin’  rings  around  us.”  (Sgt  Waters)         “Lot  of  us  ain’t  had  the  chance  or  the  schoolin’       the  white  folks  got.”  (Pvt  Wilkie)       “That  ain’t  no  excuse,  Wilkie.  Most  niggahs       just  don’t  care  -­‐-­‐  tomorrow  don't  mean  nothin'       to  'em.  My  Daddy  shoveled  coal  from  the  back  of       a  wagon  all  his  life.  He  couldn't  read  or  write,  but  he       saw  to  it  we  did!  Not  havin’  ain’t  no  excuse  for       not  getting.’”  (Sgt  Waters)       “Can't  get  pee  from  a  rock,  Sarge.”  (Pvt  Wilkie)       “You're  just  like  the  rest  of  ’em,  Wilkie.  I  thought       bustin’  you  would  teach  you  something  –  we  got  to       challenge  this  man  in  his  arena  –  use  his  weapons,  don't       you  know  that?  We  need  lawyers,  doctors  –  generals  –       senators!  Stop  thinkin’  like  a  niggah!”  (Sgt  Waters)lvii    “Yeah,   Sgt  Waters   had   issues   for   sure   and   it’s   obvious   that   he   was  

confused   about   his   identity,”   I   said.   “In   fact,   I   think   C.J.  Memphis,   the  tragic   Stepin   Fetchit   character   said   of   Sgt  Waters,   ‘Any   man   ain't   sure  where  he  belongs,  must  be  in  a  whole  lotta  pain.’”  

“Hmm,  that’s  interesting,  kind  of  like  a  dual  image,”  said  the  Soul.    “But   going   back   to   Sgt   Waters,   Thomas   say’s   that   ‘In   small   but  

important   ways,   “the   white   is   right”   behavior   is   used   in   maintaining,  protecting,  and  enhancing  the  quality  of   life.’lviii   In  other  words,  Black  people  needed  to  stay  in  their  comfort  zones,  perhaps  angry  on  the  inside  but   most   certainly   agreeable   and   envious   of   the   White   man   on   the  

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outside.   Such   is   the   case   of   Sgt   Waters,   and   such   is   the   case   for  Negromachy  in  general.”  

“Thomas  outlines  three  stageslix   in  his  Black   identity  model.  Rappin  on  Whitey,   Testifying,   and  Group   and  Communal   experience.   The   first  stage  of   this  development   is  what  he   calls,   ‘Rappin’   on  Whitey’,   I   think  this  is  the  realization  that  something  is  not  quite  right,  the  beginning  of  your   state   of   awareness   that   the   Black   condition   vis   a   vis   the   White  condition   is   severely   disconnected.   Afterwards   comes   the   ‘Testifying’  stage  –  it  is  here  where  you  experience  the  anxiety  and  tension  relative  to  your  change  in  psychological   ideals  and  frames  of  reference,  your  world  view  is  changing  from  White  to  Black.  At  this  point,  I  would  say  you  need  a  lot  of  emotional  support,  from  people  who  know  and  love  you  and  who  are  witnessing   first  hand  your   transformation.  Without   it,  you  could  go  off  on  someone  or  something.  Remember  Black  John?”  

“In  the  third  stage,  you  start  to  seek  out  the  Black  experience,  wanting  to  know  more  about  history,  community  groups,  ways  to  become  part  of  or  reconnect  to  Black  culture.  It’s  not  just  about  you  anymore;  it’s  about  ‘us’,  this  is  the  Group  or  communal  experience.”  

“Now   your   worldview   has   changed   from   Eurocentric   to   Afrocentric,  and   you   look   to   give   and   take   from   the   Black   community.   Finally,   the  transformation  is  complete  and  it’s  almost  full  circle.  No  more  do  you  get  angry   over   obvious   signs   of   injustice,   you   understand   the   greater  struggle,   you  know  you  are  Black   and  you   seek  a  humanistic   approach,  you  now  look  at  race  as  a  social  ill  in  lieu  of  a  social  disability.”    

“I   particularly   thought   the   last   sentence   about   understanding   that  race  is  an  illness,  in  lieu  of  a  disability,  was  powerful.  It  says  that  we  can  continue  to  fight  racism,  like  cancer,  and  perhaps  someday  there  will  be  a  remedy.”    

“Yes,”  said  the  Soul,  “a  remedy  for  the  oppressor  and  the  oppressed.”  Then  after  pausing  for  a  few  seconds,  he  said,  “But  keep  these  words  from  

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Fanon  in  mind,   ‘as  painful  as  it   is  for  us  to  have  to  say  this:  there  is  but  

one  destiny  for  the  black  man.  And  it  is  white.’”lx  I  recollected  about  the  Black  Nationalist  movement  when  I  was  a  kid  

growing   up   in   Cleveland   in   the   late   ‘60’s.   I   didn’t   understand   what   it  meant  at  the  time,  people  talking  about  Black  power,  Black  is  beautiful.  I  also  remember  James  Brown’s,  I’m  Black  and  I’m  Proud  (Say  it  Loud),  “We  done  made  us  a  chance  to  do  for  ourself/we're  tired  of  beating  our  head  against  the  wall/workin'  for  someone  else.  Say  it  Loud,  I’m  Black  and  I’m  Proud!”lxi    

I  never  really  stopped  to  think  about  what  that  meant,  to  suddenly  be  Black  and  proud,  how  liberating  that  must  have  been.  For  a  critical  mass,  it   seems   that   after   years   of   so-­‐called   emancipation,   they   had   finally  gained   a   psychological   emancipation;   they   had   developed   a   Black  identity.    

“That  was  easy  to  understand  and  quite  frankly,  I  was  expecting  more”  I  said.    

“Yes,  I  agree.  My  style  is  to  build  upon  ideas.  So,  with  the  next  model  we  will  get  a  little  more  detailed.”    

Nigrescence  “Ready  to  talk  about  the  Cross  model?”    “Sure.”  I  stated.  “So,  this  is  basically  the  same  theoretical  concept  from  

a  different  perspective?”  “Yes.  You  ready?”  “Definitely!”  I  replied,  eager  to  understand  more  about  BID.    

“OK,  well  the  William  Cross  model  of  psychological  Nigrescencelxii  is  perhaps  the  most  well  known  and  probably  the  most  critiqued  of  the  BID  models  in  the  field.”    

“Hold  on,  for  a  minute.  What  did  you  say,  Niggeressence?”  I  asked.    “No,   it’s   Ni-­‐gre-­‐scence,”   the   Soul   said.   “And   it   loosely   means,   the  

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I   interrupted   again,   “So,   it’s   just   like   Negromachy   in   the   Thomas  model,  right?”    

The   Soul   replied,   “Yes   and   no.   Yes,   because   it   does   represent   a  psychology   of   the   Black   perspective   in   their   relationships  with  Whites.  But  that’s  the  extent.  Nigrescence  deals  with  the  stages  a  Black  man  goes  through,  or  rather  what  a  ‘Negro’  goes  through  on  the  road  to  becoming  Black.  Whereas,  Negromachy  is  the  identification  of  the  lack  of  self  worth  of   a   Black   person,   due   to   his   reliance   on  White   people   for   affirmation.  Get  it?”  

“So,  Negromachy  is  the  problem  that  Nigrescence  resolves,”  I  said.    “Hmm,   never   thought   of   it   quite   that   way,   but   yes,   I   think   that’s  

accurate.”  “As  with  Thomas,  Cross  developed  a  model  with  five  stages  that  non-­‐

liberated   Black   people   ‘Negroes’   transgress   on   the   road   to   becoming  Black.   Contextually,   this   model   is   also   grounded   in   the   era   of   Black  Nationalism  (power/consciousness)  and  liberation:”lxiii    

               A  sub-­‐heading  or  component  of  a  Black  psychology                  might  be  the  psychology  of  Black  liberation.  In                  fact,  one  of  the  first  concerns  of  Black  behavioral                  scientists  should  be  the  creation  of  developmental                  theories,  personality  constructs  and  Black                  life-­‐styles  that  promote  psychological  liberation                  under  conditions  of  oppression.lxiv    “There   are   names   for   each   stage.   Pre-­‐encounter,   Encounter,  

Immersion-­‐Emersion,   Internalization,   and   Internalization-­‐Commitment.”    

“OK,”  I  said.  To  this,  the  Soul  moved  on.  “The  Pre-­‐encounter  stage  is  descriptive  of  

the   old   identity,   world   viewlxv   or   frame   of   reference   to   be   changed.  

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Remember,  we   talked  about   this   yesterday,   the  world   for   this  person   is  being  non-­‐Black,  his  or  her  world-­‐view  is   from  a  White  perspective  and  very   dependent   on  White   acknowledgement,   kind   of   like  Negromachy.  They   are   eager   to   assimilate   into   American   (viewed   as   white)   culture.  They  are  destined  to  stay  in  their  place.”  

“However,   there   is   hope.   Something   may   come   along,   a   verbal   or  visual  event  that  challenges  pre-­‐encounter  thought.  Something  that  just  shakes   things   up   in   other   words.   When   that   happens   and   when   you  recognize  and  respond  to   it,  which   is  key,   then  you’re   in  the  Encounter  stage.”    

I   added,   “Sorta   like   what   I   was   talking   about   yesterday   when   I  mentioned  my  disillusionment  with  news  reports  and  the  amount  of  civil  action  taken  when  a  White  girl  goes  missing.”    

“Yes,”  he  said,  and  added,  “I’m  going  back  to  W.E.B.  Du  Bois.  Here  is  a  passage   from   the   Souls   of   Black   Folk   where   he   experiences   an  awakening:”  

               It  is  in  the  early  days  of  rollicking  boyhood  that                  the  revelation  first  bursts  upon  one,  all  in  a  day,  as  it                  were.  I  remember  well  when  the  shadow  swept  across                  me.  I  was  a  little  thing,  away  up  in  the  hills  of                  New  England,  where  the  dark  Housatonic  winds                  between  Hoosac  and  Taghkanic  to  the  sea.  In  a  wee                  wooden  schoolhouse,  something  put  it  into                  the  boy’  and  girls’  heads  to  buy  gorgeous  visiting-­‐                cards  –  ten  cents  a  package  –  and  exchange.  The                  exchange  was  merry,  till  one  girl,  a  tall  newcomer,                  refused  my  card,  -­‐  refused  it  peremptorily,  with  a                  glance.  Then  it  dawned  upon  me  with  a  certain                  suddenness  that  I  was  different  from  the  others;                  or  like,  mayhap,  in  heart  and  life  and  longing,  but                  shut  out  from  their  world  by  a  vast  veil.    

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             I  had  thereafter  no  desire  to  tear  down  that  veil,                  to  creep  through;  I  held  all  beyond  it  in  common                  contempt,  and  lived  above  it  in  a  region  of  blue                  sky  and  wandering  shadows.lxvi      “Du   Bois’   encounter   with   the   girl,   his   introduction   of   the   ‘veil’  

metaphor,  his  knowledge  early  on  that  to  be  Black  meant  that  he  had  to  somehow  be  judged  differently  made  him  angry,  though  more  in  the  vein  of   Martin   than   Malcolm,   he   chose   to   take   the   higher   ground,   to   take  intellectual   flight.   My   point   is   that   transgressing   through   this   stage   –  awareness  and  redefinition  of  the  Black  condition  -­‐  leads  you  to  become  angry   at   the   now   visible   construct   so   plainly   created   by   Whites.  

Inevitably,  ‘a  “Negro”  is  dying  and  a  “Black”  is  being  resurrected.’”lxvii    “Du  Bois   is   so  captivating,   thank  you   for   interspersing  his  work   into  

this  educational  journey.  I’d  really  like  to  know  more  about  him  and  his  works.”    

“Thanks,  we  will  get  to  discuss  more  from  Du  Bois,  though  I  strongly  encourage  you  to  read  The  Souls  of  Black  Folk,”  he  paused,  “perhaps  you  should  have  read  it  a  long  time  ago,”  he  said  to  me,  with  a  hint  of  sadness  in  his  delivery.    

“Stage   three   is   the   Immersion-­‐Emersion   stage.   The   now   ‘Black’  American   believes   he   or   she   is   liberated   from   Whiteness.   This   is   the  militant  stage,  and  it   is  here,  that  anger   is   fueled  by  rage  and  guilt.  The  person   becomes   anti-­‐White,   and   at   the   extreme,   all   White   is   evil   and  must  be  destroyed,  and  on  the  other  end  all  Black  becomes  deified.  It  is  here   that   revolutionary   thoughts   -­‐   a   commitment   to   the  destruction  of  racism,   oppression   and   Eurocentric   dominance   -­‐   and   in   some   cases  actions  -­‐  begin  to  manifest.”  He  paused  for  just  a  second  or  two,  and  then  continued.  “One  of  the  first  psychologists,  Black  psychologists,  to  discuss  the   psychological   impact   of   racism,   oppression   and   White   supremacy  was  Frantz  Fanon,  who  was  more  in  line  with  Malcolm,  at  least  the  early  

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Malcolm,  in  his  views.”    “Yes,”  I  said.  “We’ve  been  using  quite  a  few  of  his  quotes.”  “Brotha,   listen   to   these   words   from   Fanon   as   he   reflects   on   his  

encounter,  his  experience  with  White  patronization  and  racism:”                    Locked  in  this  suffocating  reification,  I  appealed                  to  the  Other  so  that  his  liberating  gaze,  gliding  over                  my  body  suddenly  smoothed  of  rough  edges,  would                  give  me  back  the  lightness  of  being  I  thought  I                  had  lost,  and  taking  me  out  of  the  world  put  me  back                in  the  world.  But  just  as  I  get  to  the  other  slope  I                  stumble,  and  the  Other  fixes  me  with  his  gaze,  his                  gestures  and  attitude,  the  same  way  you  fix  a                  preparation  with  dye.  I  lose  my  temper,  demand                  an  explanation…..Nothing  doing.  I  explode.  Here                  are  the  fragments  put  together  by  another  me.lxviii      “That’s  compelling,”   I   said.   “It’s   like  once  you’ve   felt   that  connection  

to   racism   -­‐  White   superiority,   a   rage   wells   up   inside   you,   something   I  can’t   describe,   but   its   not   hate,   its   something   different,   like   a   cry   for  acceptance,  no,  not  acceptance,  a  cry  for  change,  a  cry  for  education,  you  just  want  people  to  see,  to  understand  the  vastness  of  racism  and  to  the  White   superiority   complex,   and  how  blind  we   are   to   it,   both   the  Black  man  and  the  White  man.”    

“Surely,  then,”  said  the  Soul.  “we  agree  that  the  wounds  of  racism  are  deep.”    

“No  doubt,”  I  said.    The   Soul   began   to   speak   again,   completing   his   thoughts   on   the  

Immersion-­‐Emersion  stage  of  the  Cross  model  of  BID.    “Given  that  rage  will  surely  develop  at  some  level,  there  is  also  a  calm.  

It’s   during   this   stage   that   the   individual   seeks   to   create   a   Black  environment   through  artistry,  poetry,  essays,  etc,”  he  said.   “So,   in  order  

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to  cope,  you  begin  to  tear  down  your  White  world  and  create  a  new  Black  world,   a  world   that’s   comforting.   Remember,”   he   continued,   “there   are  two  phases  in  this  stage.  The  immersion  as  described  above  with  it’s  high  degree  of  volatility,  and  the  emersion  phase  which  is  characterized  by  a  ‘leveling   off’   period,   allows   you   to   gain   more   control   of   your  behavior.”lxix  

I   completely   understood   what   the   Soul   was   saying   about   the  Immersion-­‐Emersion   stage,   it’s   the   Dr.   Jekyll   –   Mr.   Hyde   phase,   a  struggle   for   control  of  one’s  own   thoughts  and  actions.  Yet,   it   is   at   this  point   that   one   begins   to   engage   in   a   critical   analysis   of   the   Black  condition.    

“Not  all  people  who  are  Black  skinned,  and  have  experienced  racism  first  hand,  have  gone  through  this  process  of  identity  development,”  the  Soul   said.   “Some   have   chosen   to   take   a   color-­‐blind   approach,   telling  themselves  that  a  random  act  does  not  make  all  White  people  racist,  and  that  we   are   all   the   same,   no  matter  what   color.  Others   have   chosen   to  segregate  themselves.  Choosing  to  stay  as  far  away  from  White  people  as  they  can,  after  all,  how  can  the  White  man  do  them  any  harm  if  he’s  not  around  them?”    

“Black   people   who   have   transgressed   through   to   the   Internalization  stage,   the   fourth   stage  of   the  model,  do  not  have   to  grapple  with   these  rationalizations.  They  have  now  gone  through  a  metamorphosis  and  have  emerged   with   a   newness   of   inner   security   and   satisfaction,   more  receptive  to  ideas,  but  still  have  far  to  go.”    

“Sounds  kind  of  vague,  what  does  it  mean?”  I  asked.    “It   means   that   people   in   this   stage   of   psychological   development,  

‘believe’  they  are  Black.  They  may  get  upset  about  the  depiction  of  Black  people  on  television  shows,  in  the  local  news,  and  things  of  that  nature.  They  may  even  change  their  dress  and  appearance  and  start  to  use  words  and  phrases  attributed   to  Black  culture.  But,   they  have  not   really  made  

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the   transformation.   See,   folks   at   this   stage   of   development   have   not  stopped   to   understand   why   things   are   the   way   they   are.   They   haven’t  looked   deep   into   their   history   and   tried   to   read   and   understand   the  magnitude  of  slavery,  racism,  oppression,  and  White  superiority.  Yes,  as  I  said  earlier,  they  have  undergone  a  metamorphosis,  but  they  have  not  yet  learned  how  to  fly.”    

“I  understand  that  to  mean  at  this  stage,  a  person  is  still  confused  and  they  can  depict  that  confusion  in  several  ways,”  I  stated.  

“Yes,  that  is  one  way  of  looking  at  people  at  this  stage  of  development.  It   is  here  where  you  might  find  people  becoming  more  revolutionary  or  they  may  become  Blacker  than  anyone  else  –  highly  judgmental.”    

“So  how  do  they  learn  to  fly?”  I  asked.    “Of   course   that   happens   in   the   fifth   and   final   stage   of   the   Cross  

model.   It’s  referred  to  as  the  Internalization-­‐Commitment  stage.  At  this  stage  of  psychological  Nigrescence,  Cross   suggests   that   the   individual   –  now  Black  -­‐  becomes  committed  to  his  or  her  Blackness  and  is  un-­‐phased  and   unmoved   by   criticisms   of   this   new   Blackness.   He   is   now   not   only  receptive   to   ideas,   but   is  more   willing   to   take   action   and   commit   to   a  plan.   He   is   compassionate   and   helpful   to   those   who   have   not   yet  completed   the   journey   into   Blackness.   This   is   the   phase   where   they  recapture  their  humanism.”  

“In   the   story,  The  Chronicle   of   the   Slave   Scrolls,  Derrick   Belllxx,   the  legal   scholar   and   one   of   the   founding   ‘members’   of   the   critical   race  theory   movement,   described   how   the   mysterious   slave   scrolls   with  purported   healing   powers   taught   groups   of   Blacks   about   the   history   of  slavery   in   all   its   brutality.   He   described   the   pride   Black   people  experienced  at   reading  about   the  struggle  and  ultimate  survival  of   their  ancestors,   an   experience   akin   to   being   ‘born   again.’   He   also   noted   the  myriad   marks   of   racial   oppression   began   to   fall   away.   This  metaphorically   describes   transiting   from   Cross’s   Encounter   stage   –   the  

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realities   of   slavery,   through   Immersion/Emersion   –   group  activities   and  pride  in  ancestral  heritage,  to  Internalization  –  experience  akin  to  being  ‘born  again’  that  is,  becoming  ‘Black.’”  

“Two  down  and  one  to  go,”  said  the  Soul.  “We  have  one  more  theorist  to  explore,  Bailey  Jackson,  regarding  Black  identity  development  theory.  In  fact,  he  actually  was  the  first  to  address  the  exploration  of  the  stages  of  transition  as  Black  Identity  Development  (BID)  Theory.”    

“Is   it   really   necessary   to   explore   all   of   these   different   theorists   with  respect  to  identity  development  in  Black  people?”  I  asked.    

“I  think  so,”  he  replied.  “It’s  important  to  understand  the  depth  of  this  work.  I  guess  we  could  stop  with  Cross,  considering  his  work  has  had  the  most  endurance  and  notoriety.  But  it  would  not  give  us  other  ideas  and  perspectives.   It’s   like   this,   if   you   wanted   to   explain   to   someone   what  cooked   greens   looks,   feel   and   tastes   like,   you   could   use   collard   greens  and  that  would  give  the  person  a  pretty  good  representation  of  greens,  a  leafy,  deep  green,  vegetable,  that  we  usually  cook  in  hot  water,  a  little  oil,  some  meat,   and   seasoning.  However,   the   color   and   texture  of  mustard,  turnip   and   kale   greens   are   all   a   bit   different   and   they   each   have   a  distinctive  taste.  So,  getting  a  little  more  variety  adds  to  your  knowledge  of  greens.  So  it  is  with  this  subject.”    

“Making   me   hungry   for   some   of   my   Mother’s   greens,”   I   said.   “She  makes  the  best  mustard  and  turnip  green  mix  on  the  planet.  With  some  corn   bread,   potato   salad,   candied   yams,   fried   chicken,   corn   bread  dressing,   sweet  potato  and   lemon  pies,   spinach  and  egg   salad,   and   that  potato  chip  and  cheese  dish  with  chopped  potatoes,  damn!”    

“It  felt  good  to  say  that  didn’t  it,”  said  the  Soul.    “Yeah   it  did,”   I   replied,  with  a  huge  grin  on  my   face,   thinking  about  

my  Mother  and  her  wonderful  cooking  and  unquestionable  love.  “Not   only   does   what   you   said   evoke  memories   of   your  Mother   and  

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Greek,  Italian,  or  Spanish,  its  Black,  American  Black.”  Locus  of  Control  “Let’s  explore  Bailey  Jackson’s  view  of  BID.”    “I’m  following,”  I  said.  Still  smiling  and  thinking  that  this  must  be  part  

of  the  therapy,  if  so,  I  think  it’s  working  for  me.    “Jackson  believes   that   the   identity  development  of   a  black  person   in  

America   is   strongly   influenced   by   racism   and   oppression   in   American  society   and   that   the   process   of   developing   a   positive   black   identity  follows  a  definable  sequence.  The  BID  theory  places  special  emphasis  on  the   racial   and   cultural   identity   development   of   black   people   while  recognizing   that   the   development   of   a   person’s   identity   involves  much  

more.”lxxi  “That   seems   reasonable.   It’s  keeping   in   line  with  Thomas  and  Cross,  

in  that  at  the  heart  of  the  problem  of  lack  of  self  esteem,  and  a  negative  self-­‐identity   is   the   specter   of   White   racism   and   superiority   as   well   as  oppression.   It   definitely   sets   the   stage   for   the   rest   of   the   discussion,”   I  said.  

“And  one  more  thing,”  I  added,  “I’m  getting  more  comfortable  talking  about  White   racism,   oppression,   and  White   superiority.   It   seems   to   be  such  a  common  thread  in  life  that  in  some  strange  way  it  is  really  easy  to  talk  about.  Perhaps  if  more  people  opened  their  eyes  to  the  magnitude  of  the   problem,   it   would   be   much   easier   to   discuss,   and   perhaps   much  easier  to  eliminate.”    

“I  could  only  hope  it  was  that  easy,”  he  said,  and  continued.  “Jackson  

describes  four  stages  in  the  development  of  a  positive  black  identity.lxxii  These  stages  are  Passive  Acceptance,  Active  Resistance,  Redirection,  and  Internalization.   He   believes   that   the   process   of   developing   a   positive  

black  identity  follows  a  definable  sequence.”lxxiii  “Again,”  I  said,  “he  does  not  stray  very  far  in  his  beliefs  from  the  views  

of  Thomas  and  Cross.”    

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“Agreed,”   said   the   Soul.   “According   to   Jackson,”   he   went   on,   “BID  theory  describes  the  values,  beliefs,  and  locus  of  control  of  a  black  person  at  each  stage  of  the  process  of  developing  a  positive  black  identity.”lxxiv  

“Whoa,  stop,  explain  to  me  what  locus  of  control  means.  I’ve  heard  it  used  before,  but  honestly,  I  can’t  put  my  finger  on  the  definition.”    

“No   problem.   Since   you   are   somewhat   new   to   the   study   of  personalities,  that’s  not  a  surprise.  And  I  mean  that  respectfully,”  he  said.  “Locus   is   rooted   in  Latin  and   it  means  one’s  place  or   location.   In  other  words  your   sense  of   self.  The  control   aspect   concerns  who  or  what  you  believe   controls   your   life.   For   example,  we   talked   about   the  Black  man  and  athletics  earlier.”  

“Say   you   had   a   dream   to   play   cornerback   for   the   Cleveland   Browns  football   team  –  which  we  both  know   is   true  –  and  say   that  you  worked  really,  really,  hard  in  practice  and  in  the  weight  room  and  in  film  study,  and  you  realized  your  dream.  If  you  believed  that  your  work  ethic  got  you  to   play   professional   football   then   that   would   be   an   example   of   an  individual  with  an  internal,  I  repeat,  internal  locus  of  control  –  meaning  that   you   believe   in   yourself   and   you   control   your   destiny.   Now   if   you  were  a  person  who  believed  that  no  matter  how  hard  you  worked,  access  to  the  professional  football  league  was  strictly  in  someone  else’s  hand,  or  God’s   hand   or   even   the   hand   of   Fate,   then   that’s   an   example   of   an  external,  once  again  I’ll  repeat,  an  external  locus  of  control,  meaning  you  believe  that  your  destiny  is  controlled  by  luck,  religion,  circumstance,  or  Fate  –  it’s  out  of  your  control.”    

I  added,  “Locus  of  control  then  is  a  measure  of  how  you  see  yourself  in  the  world.  If  you  have  an  internal   locus  of  control,  that  probably  means  that  you  have  a  positive  self  identity  and  high  self  esteem.  Conversely,  if  you  have  an  external   locus  of   control   you  probably  have  a  negative   self  identity  and  low  self  esteem.”    

“Good,”  he  said.    

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I  went  on,  “Now  that  I  think  about  it,  I  can  remember  times  when  my  elders  and  my  peers  would  say  things   like,   ‘Why  you  going  to  school,   it  don’t  matter   none,   ‘cause   the  White  man   controls   everything   anyway.’  Or,  ‘Why  you  looking  for  a  job  there,  you  know  they  gone  give  it  to  them  White   boys.’   So,   if   you   think   about   our   history   and   experiences   with  White  people,  from  slavery  to  Jim  Crow  to  segregation  and  conservatism,  it  would  be  difficult  not  to  assume  that,  as  a  whole,  Black  people  have  an  external  locus  of  control.  The  way  I  see  it,  it  all  boils  down  to  who  has  the  power.  Just  one  more  thing,”  I  said.    

“All  this  got  me  to  thinking  again  about  our  sports  analogy,  and  who  has  the  power.”    

“I’m  listening,”  said  the  Soul.    “Specific   to   professional   football,   the   players   in   the   league   are  

predominantly   Black.   They   all   are   well   paid   by   any   standard.   But   the  thing   that   bothers   me   is   that   the   one   position   where   intellect   is  supposedly   the   most   valued   commodity,   the   quarterback   position,   is  dominated  by  White  males,  and  it  just  so  happens,  that  it  is  the  highest  paid  position.  Go  figure.”    

“I’m   not   sure   if   it   fits,   but   you   really  wanted   to   get   that   off   of   your  chest.  So  I’m  glad  you  did,”  he  said  somewhat  disinterested.    

“Now  back   to   the   assumption   about  Black   external   locus   of   control.  Assume   what   you   will,   just   know   that   we’ve   not   done   the   research   to  make  that  leap  with  any  level  of  conviction.”    

“OK,”  I  said.    “The  first  stage  of  the  Jackson  model  of  BID  is  the  Passive  Acceptance  

stage,   which   represents   internalization   of   racial   dominance   and  subordination.   The   individual   here   follows   the   prevailing   notion   that  ‘White   is   right.’   He   or   she   attempts   to   get   ahead   in   life   by   gaining  resources   –   approval,   sense   of   worth,   goods,   power,   and   money   –   by  assimilation   (accepting   and   conforming   to   White   socio-­‐cultural   and  

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institutional  standards).”    “This   is   the   stage   where   many   middle-­‐class   Blacks   often   situate  

themselves.  Work  hard,  climb  the  corporate  ladder  as  much  as  possible  –  even   though   I   think   in   the   back   of   their  minds   they   know   racism   still  exists  –  play  the  ‘get  my  kid  into  a  good  school’  (meaning  White  school)  game.  They  become  entrenched  in  ‘making  it.’  They  begin  to  believe  that  we  are  all  one  big  happy  family,  so  why  shouldn’t  we  all   just  get  along?  But  what   they   fail   to   see,   is   that   they   are  merely  being   assimilated   and  the  ‘veil’  really  does  continue  to  cast  a  shadow  over  their  lives,  only  they  are  too  blinded  by  their  own  sense  of  self  worth,  their  making  it,  to  truly  understand  what  is  happening  to  them.”    

I  reflected  on  this   for  some  time.  It  seemed  as  though  he  was  telling  my   story.   Yes,   I   am   aware   of  my   Blackness,   but   his   explanation   of   this  stage   rings   true   more   so   than   I   am   willing   to   admit.   I   had   always  dreamed  of  getting  out  of  the  inner  city  and  moving  out  to  the  suburbs,  to   a   place   with   a   bigger   house,   air   conditioning,   integrated   schools,   a  balance   of   Blackness   and  Whiteness.   But   the   reality   is   that   the   schools  are   predominantly   White,   there   is   very   little   education   of   the   Black  experience,   more   of   my   neighbors   are   White   than   Black,   and   quite  frankly   I’m   living   in   a  White  world  with   very   little   balance.   Balance,   it  seems,   is   a  matter   of   perspective.   All   too   often   the   scales   are   tilted   in  favor  of  the  White  perspective.    

I  heard  the  Soul  continuing.    “Let  me  share  this  story  from  Harris  with  you.  In  telling  a  story  of  her  

grandmother’s  migration  from  Mississippi  to  Chicago,  she  recalls,”                    Having  separated  from  my  grandfather,  who  himself                  was  trapped  on  the  fringes  of  economic  marginality,                  she  took  one  long  hard  look  at  her  choices  and                  presented  herself  for  employment  at  a  major                  retail  store  in  Chicago’s  central  business  district.    

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             This  decision  would  have  been  unremarkable  for                  a  white  woman  in  similar  circumstances,  but                  for  my  grandmother,  it  was  an  act  of  both  great                  daring  and  self-­‐denial,  for  in  so  doing  she  was                  presenting  herself  as  a  white  woman.  In  the                  parlance  of  racist  America,  she  was  “passing.”lxxv    “In   this   particular   case,   it’s   apparent   that   the   grandmother   chose   to  

assimilate,   not   because   she   wanted   to,   or   because   she   was   naïve,   but  because  the  construct  at  the  time  forced  her  to.  However,  what  does  that  say   about   racism?   It   says   that   if   you   benefit   from   any   racial   construct,  you   are   complicit,   and   are   in   essence,   a   tiny   element   in   the   behemoth  that  is  racism.”  

“So,   are   you   saying   that   anyone   who   benefits   from   their   real   or  perceived  Whiteness  is  racist?”  I  asked.    

“Yes.   Remember   our   modified   Wellman   definition   –   enhance   the  advantages  of  Whites”  -­‐  said  the  Soul.  He  quickly  transitioned.    

“But   just   as  with  Cross,   Jackson   recognizes   that   at   some  point   there  may  be  an  awakening  of  sorts,  and  when  it  occurs,  the  transition  between  stages  can  be  confusing  and  often  painful.”    

“Following   the  Passive  Acceptance   stage,   the  Active  Resistance   stage  then  is  the  stage  where  the  Black  man  gains  his  awareness  and  begins  to  reject  all  that  is  White.  If  Negromachy  is  reliant  on  all  that  is  White,  then  Active  Resistance  is  decidedly  the  opposite.”    

“It   is  at  this  stage,  my  friend,  that  the  person  ultimately  understands  that  he  has  been  a   victim  of  his  own  misguided   sense  of  humanity.  He  wanted  to  believe  that  all  has  changed  and  that  Blacks  and  Whites  were  truly  headed  toward  some  type  of  biblical  equality.  Truth  is,  he  now  feels  as   though   he’s   been   complicit   in   a   racial   Armageddon.   He’s   a   soldier  given  orders  that  he  obeyed  without  question  or  conscious,  kind  of  a  ‘yes  suh,   Boss’  mentality.   The   person   has   to   really   face   the   fact   that   racism  

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exists.  Whatever   the  epiphany,   it  has   shown   light  on   the   true  nature  of  race  in  America,”  the  Soul  said.    

“Why   can’t   people   see   it   –   racism   –   as   a   problem  much   sooner?”   I  asked.    

“Well,”   said   the   Soul,   “It’s   not   quite   that   simple.   People   are  programmed   to   accept   their   place   in   the   system.   The   programming  begins  early  on.  It  starts  with  television.  Look  at  the  majority  of  network  and  cable  programming  which  depicts  successful  White  people  in  various  settings,  doctors,  lawyers,  entrepreneurs,  etc.  Occasionally,  there  will  be  a  Black  show,  primarily  comedy,  which  shows  a  successful  Black  person  or  couple.”  

“This  says  to  the  young  Black  person,  ‘OK,  if  I  work  hard,  I  can  be  like  White  people.  There  will  only  be  a   few  of  us   to  make  that   jump,  so   I’m  going   to   be   one   of   them.’   Next,   it’s   reinforced   in   schools.   The  Constitution  with   its   dream  of   equality   for   all   citizens   tells   us   that   our  founding  fathers  fought  hard  to  make  us  a  free  nation,  but  they  add,  due  to   the   social  norms  of   the  day,   they  had  no  choice  but   to  maintain   the  system  of   slavery   that  had  been  practiced   in   some   form  beginning  with  the   first   European   settlers.   The   message   here   is   ‘Dream   on,   but  remember   your   place,   it   was   White   folks   that   liberated   America,   the  great  White   fathers,   they   are   your   role  models,   the   only   real  American  heroes.’”    

“Here’s  another  example   from  a  well-­‐known  novel,   Invisible  Man,  by  

Ralph   Ellison.lxxvi   The   main   character   of   the   book   was   vying   for   a  scholarship  to  attend  a  Negro  college.  He  prepared  a  speech  in  order  to  increase   his   chances   of   getting   that   scholarship.   He   and   several   Black  youths   were   summoned   to   a   gathering   of   the   town’s   most   powerful  White   men,   believing   they   would   be   given   audience   to   speak   about  scholarship  opportunities.  Now  what  do  you  think  happened?”  he  asked.    

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The  Soul  went  on  to  explain.  “Well,  these  men  blindfolded  the  young  Black  men  and  made   them  brutalize  each  other   in  a  homemade  boxing  ring.  The  drunker  they  got,   the  more  blood  they  wanted  to  see.  Finally,  after  all  of  the  young  Black  men  were  beaten  and  bloodied,  either  by  one  another  or  someone  from  the  crowd,  they  allowed  the  young  man  to  give  his  speech.”  

“During   the   speech,   the   young   man,   battered,   bruised,   and   on  occasion   swallowing   his   own   blood,   mentioned   Social   responsibility   of  the  Black  man.  Drunk,   inattentive,  and  ever  arrogant,  one  of   the  White  men  challenged  him,  asking  whether  or  not  he  had  used  the  term  social  ‘equality’,   instead.   The  White  man   went   on   to   say,   ‘You   weren’t   being  smart,   were   you   boy?’   ‘No   Sir!’   The   young  man   replied.   ‘You   sure   that  about   “equality”   was   a   mistake?’   ‘Oh,   yes   sir,   I   was   swallowing   blood.’  ‘Well,  you  had  better  speak  more  slowly  so  we  can  understand.  We  mean  

to  do  right  by  you,  but  you’ve  got  to  know  your  place  at  all  times.’”lxxvii    I  found  myself  being  less  than  emotional  about  the  Soul's  story.  I  was  

not  going  to  allow  myself  to  be  blinded  by  rage.  The  Soul  marched  on.  “Once   the   person   has   accepted   racism   as   a   construct,   It   is   a   deeply  

emotional  understanding  of  who  they  are  as  an  individual  and  as  part  of  the  collective  of  being  Black.  This  is  the  stage  where  ‘cleansing’  occurs.”    

                 There  is  a  strong  need  for  a  thorough  cleansing                  of  the  person’s  system.  The  cleansing  process  takes  the                  form  of  overt  rejection  of  white  relationships,  white                  values,  and  activities  that  support  white  people  or  white                  institutions.  In  some  cases  the  rejection  manifests                  itself  in  the  form  of  physical  destruction.lxxviii      “So   do   you   think  we   –   the   Black   collective   in   America   -­‐   are   getting  

closer  to  a  psychological  state  where  we  feel  good  about  ourselves  and  do  not   look   up   to   the  White   man,   but   rather   look   at   the  White   man?”   I  

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asked.  “Yes.  But  it  is  an  incremental  journey,  one  that  is  likely  to  last  several  

generations.  We  will  need  a  great  deal  of  therapy  along  the  way.  The  Civil  Rights   movement   was   therapeutic.   It   gave   us   the   idea   that   we   could  actually  play   the  game  the  way   it  was  supposed   to  be  played  and  win  a  legal   ruling   on   our   behalf   using   the  White  man’s   greatest   weapon,   the  legal   system.”   The   Soul   sighed   before   continuing,   “Now   don’t   get   it  twisted,  it  was  not  the  perfect  solution,  meaning  that  some  of  the  results,  particularly   school   busing   was   not   so   much   a   win   for   Blacks   but   a  concession  to  Whites.  After  all,  not  very  many  Whites  got  bused  to  Black  schools   and   neighborhoods.   And   why   should   they?   They   were   happy  with  the  status  quo,   the  most  money,   the  best  schools,  why  would  they  want  to  step  down  to  us?  So,  if  Blacks  want  to  be  like  us  (White),  to  get  what  we  have,  they  have  to  step  to  us.  Understand?”    

“Clearly,”  I  said.    “There   are   other   examples,  many,   of   events   that   have   occurred   that  

have   raised  our  social  consciousness,  awareness  and  sense  of  humanity.  The   million-­‐man   march   was   another   such   incident.   However,   in   that  case,  a  Black  man,  Louis  Farrakhan,  leader  of  the  Black  Muslim  Nation  of  Islam,   challenged   Black   men   to   be   introspective,   to   try   to   understand  that  the  psychological  wreck  that  we  are  is  tearing  at  the  social  fabric  of  Black   America.   Remember,   he   asked   that   Black   men   march   or   rather  gather   to   atone.   To   atone   for   what   we’ve   done   to   each   other,   to   our  

women,  and  to  our  abandonment  of  family  values.lxxix  The  real  therapy  in   my   mind   is   that   hundreds   of   thousands   of   Black   men   gathered  together   for   a   single-­‐   minded   purpose   and   did   not   have   to   ask   for  permission!”    

“Definitely  therapeutic,”  I  said,  feeling  exhilarated  by  the  Soul’s  point.  The   Soul   continued.   “In   this  model   the   now-­‐aware   Black  man   finds  

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ownership  of  his   identity,  he  controls  his  destiny,  perhaps   this   is  where  he  establishes  a  locus  of  control  that  is  decidedly  internal.  He  now  does  not  place  as  much  emphasis  on  the  roles  of  Whites,  the  focus  is  now  on  him  and  his  Blackness.”  

“At  stage  four  of  the  model,   Internalization,  the  Black  man  now  sees  himself   as   liberated.   Liberated   from   the   burden   of   White   racism,   and  thus,  he  can  now  interact  with  the  White  man  on  an  equal  basis.  On  the  one   hand   he   embraces   the   ideals   of   America,   the   freedoms   of   choice,  speech  and  religion,  as  well  as  the  freedom  to  gain  financial  wealth.  On  the  other,  he  stands  ready  to  fight  the  evils  of  racism,  oppression,  poverty  and  White   superiority.  This   is  where   the  Black  man   looks  at   the  White  man  instead  of  up  to  the  White  man.”    

He  challenged  me  by  asking  if  I  could  think  of  an  event  that  may  have  positively   impacted   the   conscious   or   subconscious   awareness   for   Black  people.   I  pondered   the  question   for  a  moment  and   then   the   light  came  on  and  I  smacked  my  forehead  with  the  palm  of  my  hand.    

“That’s  a  no  brainer,  we  have  a  Black  president!”  I  said  with  pride  and  confidence.    

The   Soul   chuckled.   “So   why   is   that   a   positive   thing   for   the  psychological  resurrection  of  Black  people?”    

“Are  you  kidding?  I  mean,  how  can  you  even  ask  me  that  question?”    “Because  I  want  you  to  tell  me  why  it’s  important  that  we  now  have  a  

Black  president.  I  don’t  have  all  day.  Well  I  do  actually,  but  think  about  it  and  answer  the  question.”    

“Well,”  I  said,  “first  and  foremost  he  is  a  Black  role  model,  really  at  the  highest  level.  There  is  no  other  position  on  this  planet  as  recognizable  as  that  of  the  President  of  the  United  States  of  America.  Furthermore,  think  about  all  of  the  negative  stereotypes  of  the  Black  man  in  America  and  he  blows  them  all  away.  He’s  super  intelligent,  funny,  athletic,  a  family  man,  a  poster  child   for  what   the  Black  man  should  strive   to  become.  He  acts  

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like  he’s  free,  has  psychological  freedom,  I  mean.”    “No,”  interrupted  the  Soul,  “I  liked  plain  ‘ole  free  instead.”    “Here’s  where   I   think   you  hit   it   on   the  head,   the  President  may  not  

suffer  from  the  same  psychological  genetic  mess  that’s  been  passed  down  to  you  and  me.”    

“How’s  that?”  I  said  with  growing  interest.    “The  President  comes  from  a  union  of  a  White  middle-­‐class  American  

woman  and  a  Black  Harvard-­‐educated  father  from  Kenya,  Africa.  In  their  generational  family  history,  neither  of  them  had  to  endure  the  300+  years  of  the  horrible  combination  of  slavery  and  White  racism.  So,  I  would  say  that   while   the   President   is   a   wonderful   role   model,   he’s   not   a   Black  American.   He   wasn't   born   and   raised   with   a   psychological  predetermination  as  are  most  Black  men.  He  is  psychologically  free,  and  that’s  his  greatest  gift   to  us.  He  has  shown  us   that  a   free  man's  options  are   limitless.   The   irony   is   that   he   is   an   African-­‐American   in   the   truest  sense  of  the  words.  Who  would  have  thought  we  would  have  an  African  as  President  of  the  United  States  of  America.  Give  that  some  thought.  So  the  next  step  is  to  get  a  Black  American  elected  to  the  White  House.  Now  that  would  be  something  else.”    

“Wow!   Do   you   believe   what   you   just   said   about   the   President?”   I  asked,  feeling  somewhat  bewildered.  

“Of  course!”  “Well,  since  we  did  not  discuss  this  early  on,  enlighten  me  please,  as  

to   the   difference   between   a   ‘Black’   man   and   an   ‘African-­‐American’,”   I  asked,  rather  sarcastically.    

“OK,   people   of   the   African   diaspora   –   dispersed   African   people   –  whose  ancestors  were  enslaved  or   indentured  throughout   the  America’s  and   the   Caribbean   are   what   I   would   call   ‘Black’   people.   They   are   still  searching   for   their   identity   and   struggling   to   recover   from  hundreds   of  years   of   abuse   as   we  mentioned   earlier.   Those   Africans   whose   parents  

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migrated  to  different  lands  of  their  own  free  will  and  are  citizens  of  those  lands  are  what  I  call  African-­‐  it  could  be  American,  Brazilian,  Italian,  etc.  While  these  people’s  ancestors  did  suffer  through  colonialism,  they  were  never   stripped   entirely   of   their   language   and   culture,   they   know   who  they  are.  Like  so  many  Europeans  are  proud  to  tell  us,  they  (Africans)  can  trace  their  roots  back  hundreds  of  years.  So,  the  differences  between  the  two   are,   in   my   opinion,   cultural,   and   psychological.   Not   everyone   will  agree  with  that,  but  again,  it’s  my  opinion.”    

“I  see  what  you  are  saying  but  I  disagree  with  it,”  I  said.    “Why?”    “Well,   because   Black   is   really   just   a   color   isn’t   it?   There   are   Black  

people,   color   wise,   all   over   the   globe-­‐-­‐in   India,   Pakistan,   aboriginal  Australia,   Fiji,   and   New   Zealand,   obviously   Africa,   and   probably  more.  What  makes   the  term  African-­‐American  so  descriptive   is   that   it   reflects  our  connection  with  Africa,  and  makes  it  important  to  me,  and  to  others,  though  I  personally  prefer  the  term  Black.”  I  finished,  feeling  a  little  out  of  breath  from  getting  my  point  out  so  quickly  and  stumbling  a  bit  over  my  words.    

“I  see,”  said  the  Soul.  “I  am  proud  of  my  African  heritage.  The  African  blood   that   flows   through  me   gives  me   a   real   sense   of   dignity,   and   I’m  honored   by   that.   However,   (here   it   comes,   I   thought)   I’m   no   more  African   than   I   am   Australian,   or   Fijian,   or   Indian.   Thanks   to   the  efficiency  of   the  White   slave  owners,   almost   all   of   the   customs,  norms,  mores,   values   –   culture   -­‐   that   represented   my   African   ancestors  (whomever  they  may  have  been)  have  been  stripped  away  and  in  its  wake  we   have   developed   a   new   and   different   identity   and   culture.   Black  American.”    

“May   I   make   a   comment   here,   addressing   this   issue   from   my  perspective?”  an  unfamiliar  voice  asked.    

“OK,”  I  said,  now  prepared  and  looking  forward  to  another   interlude  

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from  one  of  the  Brothas.  I  could  sense  the  Soul  smiling  again.    “Who  are  you?”  I  asked.  “I   am   Adisa.   ‘The   Soul’   asked  me   to   come   and   talk   with   you   about  

mentoring  as  well  as  other  related  ideas.  My  family  comes  from  Ghana,”  he  said.  

“How  old  are  you?”  I  asked,  “You  sound  like  a  young  man.”  “I   am   21,”   he   said,   “but  more   importantly,   concerning   your   views   of  

Blacks  and  Africans,  it  is  not  as  amicable  as  you  Blacks  depict  it.”    “Go  on  please  and  explain,”  I  suggested,  making  a  mental  note  of  his  

use  of  the  term  “you  Blacks.”  “OK,  sure.”                    I  mean,  people,  yeah.  People  -­‐-­‐  OK.  So  it's  unfortunate                  that  we  have  made  this  barrier.  But  I  mean,  we                  cannot  ignore  that  there  is  a  system  that's  very  –                  there's  a  very  negative  connotation  on  both                  sides  of  the  barrier.  Where  Africans  look  at  Blacks                  very  negatively  and  Blacks  look  at  Africans  very                  negatively.    “I’m  amazed  that  you  would  say  that,”  I  said.    “Because   Africans,   then,   don't   consider   themselves   Black?   I   mean,  

why  do  you  say  that?”  I  asked,  amazed  and  conflicted  at  the  same  time.  Adisa  continued.                    It's  funny.  It's  funny.  Being  from  Ghana,  it's  a  little                  different.  Ghana  was  where  a  lot  of  the  sects  came                  from.  And  it's  one  of  the  first  country-­‐-­‐  it  is  the  first                  country  that  actually  tried  to  create  a  dual  citizenship  so                  that  a  Black  could  come  back  and  have  their  citizenship                  within  the  U.S.  and  Ghana.  So  I  mean,  we're  definitely                  more  welcoming,  but  the  fact  of  the  matter  is  that                  there's  a  lot  of  Africans  that  look  at  Blacks  and  they    

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             stereotype.  So  they're  actually  racist  towards  Blacks.                    Very  negative.  I  think  even  my  mother  until  she  kind                  of  -­‐-­‐  until  she  actually  was  kind  of  put  together  with  –                  when  she  came  to  America  and  was  kind  of  (put  together)                socially  with  Blacks  or  was  connected  with  actual                  Blacks  that  she  saw  well,  they're  not  that  bad.                  But  she,  I  think  -­‐-­‐  I  think  I  heard  of  was,  she                  also  (has)  sisters  and  it's  abundant.  It's  abundant  because                  we're  looking  at  them.  I  mean  you  come  from                  Africa  and  we're  looking  at  them  like,  OK.  They've                  been  here  for  how  long?  Why  haven't  they  been  able                  to  rise  out  of  the  ghettos  or  slum  -­‐-­‐  wherever  they  are.                  Why,  I  mean  we're  looking  at  them  as  gun  -­‐-­‐  gun                  toting,  get  them  locked  up,  diseases  da,  da,  da,  da,  da.    “I   really   never   would   have   thought   that,   but   I   can   understand   it,”   I  

said,   still   a   little   shocked  because  his   thoughts   challenged  my   idea  of   a  solidified  Black  diaspora  where  we  were  all  different  but  were   looked  at  and   thought  of   as   equals.  Nevertheless,   I   continued   to  be   fascinated  by  the  discussion,  and  I  was  gradually  becoming  more  aware  of   the  reason  he  chose   to  share   this.  This   is  not  a   revelation   taken   from  a  superiority  standpoint;   I   think   it’s   a   position   borne   of   misinformation   about   the  American  Black  man.  Stereotypes  of  him,  the  Black  American  male,  know  no   boundaries,   for   not   only   are   they   played   out   in   the   living   rooms   of  Chicago,  Boston,  and  St.  Paul,  but  also  in  the  cities,  towns  and  villages  of  Africa.    

               I've  actually  ...  done  research  on  this.  And,  you  know,                  I  kind  of  think  why  is  there  such  a  division?  So  I                  kind  of  really  dug  deep  and  read  into  it.  And  then                  that's  how  I  kind  of  found  out  a  little  bit  about                  what  Ghana's  trying  to  do  to  kind  of  end    

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             this  barrier,  because  if  you  think  about  it,  we  are                  the  same  people.  No  matter  when  you  left  the                  motherland,  you're  still  part  of  the  motherland.      “So   what   do   you   consider   yourself,   as   far   as   your   identity   is  

concerned?”  I  asked.                  Me,  I'm  technically,  as  the  definition  states,                  African  American.  Because  I  am  -­‐-­‐  I  am  an  African,                  I  mean,  both  my  parents  are  from  Ghana.  But  I                  was  born  in  America.  So  if  -­‐-­‐  that's  the  definition,                  I  know  they  usually  use  it  for  what  we  call  a  Black                  male,  but  I  am  an  African  American.                    And  many  people  when  they  look  at  me,  if  it  wasn't                  for  my  name,  they  would  think  I  was  Black.  So  my                  whole  life,  I've  basically  lived      as  a  Black  person.                  And  I  embodied  a  lot  of  -­‐-­‐  I  don't  want  to  say                  Black  characteristics.  I  mean  I  am  what  I  am.    Adisa’s  words  are  fast,  suggesting  that  he  is  a  bit  nervous  sharing  this  

with  me.  My  shock  and  awe  did  not  discourage  him  from  continuing  his  thoughts  on  the  subject,  which  led  me  to  believe  that  he  is  a  young  man  of  great  internal  strength.  His  thoughts  are  in  tune  with  the  Soul’s  ideas  about  Black  Americans  and  their  brothers  in  the  diaspora.  Clearly,  there  are  Africans  who  view  the  Black  American,  particularly  the  Black  man,  as  a   failure.   It   left   me   wanting   to   know   more   from   this   young   African   –  American.    

Before  he  could  go   further,   the  Soul   jumped   in.   “We  will  get   to  hear  more  from  Adisa  as  we  continue  this  journey,”  he  said.  

A  little  disappointed,  I  said,  “Later,  Adisa.”  He  gave  no  response,  and  as  the  Soul  was  beginning  to  continue  on,  a  new  voice  chimed  in.    

“Hey  Soul,  oh  man  that  sounds  weird.  Let  me  add  a  few  words  to  what  

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Adisa  said.”  It  was  another  one  of  the  Brothas.    “Introduce  yourself,”  the  Soul  asked.  “Oh  yeah,  I’m  Pierre,  Pierre  St.  Jacques.  I’m  Haitian,  and  I  have  a  little  

different  perspective,”  he  said.  “No  problem,  Pierre,  how’s  your  family.  Heard  you  were  getting  ready  

to  have  another  child.   ‘Gettin’  a  little  old  for  more  kids  aren’t  you?”  The  Soul  said,  with  what  I  would  guess  was  a  smile.  

“Everyone’s  fine.  Yes,  the  baby  is  due  in  a  couple  of  months,  I’ll  send  an  invitation  to  the  shower.  Hey,  I’m  only  38  so  I’m  still  a  young  man,  but  this  is  the  last  one  for  sure,”  he  said,  and  began,    

      What  does  it  mean  to  be  a  Black  man?         I  don't  consider  myself  Black.                  I've  never  considered  myself  White,  you  know,                  for  the  contrast.  I've  always  considered  myself  a                  Haitian  man.  In  Brooklyn,  when  they  asked  you                  where  you're  from,  they  don't  ask  you  -­‐  a  Black                  person  asks  you  where  you're  from,  they  don't                  ask  you  whether  you're  from  Brooklyn  or  Queens                  or  anything.  They  ask  you  what  island  you're  from.                  So  they  actually  want  to  know  what  island  you're                  from  and  there's  a  sense  of  pride  from  the  island                  that  you  derived  from.  So  I've  always  been  Haitian.    “So  you  self  identify  then  as  Haitian  not  as  a  Black  man?”  I  asked.  As  

was   the   case   with   Adisa,   I’m   surprised   by   how   Pierre   chooses   to   self-­‐identify.  He  too,  says  this  rather  matter-­‐of-­‐factly,  that  he  is  not  Black.    

                 Just  a  Haitian.  A  Haitian-­‐American?  That  I  don't  know.                  If  I  got  to  Haiti,  they  will  call  me  an  American                  in  a  heartbeat.  Yeah.  I  never  considered  myself  Black    

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             or  White.  In  the  South,  I  find  it  to  be  ridiculous  to  be                  Black  or  White.      What  do  you  mean  by  that?”  I  asked.                      Folks  stay  under  this  blanket  of  excuses  if  -­‐-­‐  in                  the  barbershop,  I  have  to  get  into  all  that.  From                  the  Black  man  and  from  the  White  man,  I  get                  along  better  with  those  who  don't  have  a  color.                  They  are  a  nationality.  No  color.  Folks  that  have                  color  hide  behind  this  color  for  -­‐-­‐  it's  because                  he  was  Black  -­‐-­‐  it's  because  he  was  White.  There's  no                  other  excuse.  There  is  no  other  excuse.  There's  no                  other  reason.  There's  no  other  possibility.  It's  always                  either  Black  or  White.                    Now,  I'm  not  dismissing  Black  or  White  issues.  You                  can't  do  that.  Because  women  in  the  Haitian                  community,  there  are  Black  and  White  issues.                  There  are  light-­‐skinned  and  dark-­‐skinned  issues.                  There  are  education  and  not  education  issues.  So  there                  are  issues,  but  I  will  first  consider  the  -­‐-­‐  I  will  first                  consider  the  possibility  of  lack  of  relationship                  before  I  consider  the  possibility  -­‐-­‐  I  will  consider                  the  lack  of,  you  know,  relationship  prior  to  the  same  color.                If  this  person  got  the  opportunity  to  know  me,                  he  would  respect  me.                      Their  respect  is  probably  to  me  the  most  important                  thing.  And  you  don't  have  to,  but  if  you  get  to  know                  me,  you  have  no  choice  but  to.  You  have                  no  choice  but  to.  And  it's  not  because  of  me,                  again,  it's  because  of  my  relationship  with  the  Lord.                    …so  people  miss  out.  They  miss  out.  And  so  I've    

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             never  considered  myself  -­‐-­‐  and  me  being  Haitian                  didn't  keep  me  from  Jamaica.  My  wife  is  from                  Jamaica.  OK.  Some  of  my  best  friends  are  from                  Saint  Lucia,  Saint  Vincent,  Saint  Croix,  Trinidad.                  It's  a  variety.  And  they  were  never  Black.  There  were                  from  Saint  Vincent  you  would  call  them  I  can  call                  five  people  right  now  who  -­‐-­‐  where  you  from?  And                  they  live  in  Brooklyn,  but  they'll  tell  you,  I'm  from                  Saint  Vincent.  They've  never  been  to  Saint  Vincent,                  but  they  from  Saint  Vincent.  You  know,  where  are                  you  from?  I'm  from  Jamaica.  So  they  never  accept                  America.  In  other  words,  we  have  a  culture  but                  we  live  within  the  culture.                    OK.  So  nothing  against  America,  if  I'm  filing                  out  an  application,  I'm  not  going  to  put  Haitian;                  I’m  going  to  put  American.  But  if  you  ask  me,  I'm                  going  to  tell  you  I'm  Haitian.  And  that's  just  who  I  am.                  You  know,  that's  who  I  am  and  it's  me.  There's  nothing                  else  to  it.  So,  I  don't  know...you  know,  (the)  Black                  and  White  issue.  Why  this  is  there.  I'm  not  saying                  it's  not,  but  I  was  never  brought  up  with  that  and                  I  don't  understand  it.  “        “I   never  would  have   thought   that   the   islands   are   so   independent,“   I  

said.    

               Oh,  it's  bad.  It's  bad.  Mm-­‐hmm.  And,  see,  that's  the                    whole  thing,  Black  folks  fight  against  islands,       White  folks    fight  against  religions.  Fight  them.       Huh?  So  why  am  I  taking  it  personal  if  a  White       guy  doesn't  like  me?  A  Black  guy  doesn't  like  me?       The  Haitian  doesn't  like  this  person.  The  Trinidadian       can't  stand  Jamaican,  butt's  too  big.  This                    is  the  kind  of  talk  you'll  hear.  And  because  of  the  island    

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               that  they're  from.  And  you  break  it  down                    and  you  can  say  Bloods  and  Crips.  People  have  issues                    with  people.  Therefore,  I'm  not  going  to  let  people                    issues  get  in  my  way  period.  Does  that  make  sense?                    Tall  people  don't  like  short  people.  Short  people  –                    I  never  considered  myself  Black.  I  know  I  am  Black.                    But  I've  never  considered  myself  Black.  I'm  Haitian                    because  Black  doesn't  have  a  –    Before  he  could  finish  his  thought,  I  asked,  “Well,  how  much  do  you  

consider   your   African   heritage,   if   at   all?   Have   you   ever   thought   about  that?”  

               I've  never  thought  about  it.  I've  never  been  to                  Africa.  The  only  thing  I  have  -­‐-­‐  you  know  -­‐-­‐  I'm                  just  Haitian.  It's  just  like  me.  You  know,  and                  I  don't  know  nothing  else.      And  Pierre  moved  on  after  those  words.    “I’m  sorry,  but  I  have  to  say  my  piece  on  this  topic,”  It  was  Rock.  “Please   do,”   I   said.   I   was   interested   in   hearing   a   Black   American’s  

viewpoint  on  this.                    The  truth  should  be  told,  and  not  only  just  on                  the  sides  of  what  the  White  man  did  to  us,  but                  how  we  allowed  it.  …  because  there’s  a  huge                  dissension  between  Africans  and  African  Americans,                  and  no  one  is  doing  any  dialogue  about  that.  ‘Cause                  I  have  clients  and  friends  that  are  Africans,  and  they                  look  down  on  us,  and  I  say,  ‘You  know  what?  I  look                  down  on  y’all.  Y’all  sold  us  out.                      All  this  crabs  in  a  bucket.  That  comes  from  y’all.  That’s    

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             an  African  thing.  You  still  killin’  each  other  in  your                  own  country.  You  still  kill  your  kids.’  The  Sierra                  Leoneans  are  still  cuttin’  off  –  or  the  Liberians                  are  still  cuttin’  off  the  arms  of  Sierra  Leoneans  in  a                  diamond  (war).  African  countries  have  always  been                  that  way,  so  there’s  so  much  dissension.                  Now,  we’ve  come  to  a  country  in  slavery,  didn’t                  own  nothing.  You  had  a  continent,  and  you  let  them                  take  it  away  from  you.  So  don’t  come  over                  here  lookin’  down  on  us.  Why  can’t  we  have  a                  place  to  call  home  because  out  of  any  ethnicity,  if  you                  are  a  descendent  of  a  slave,  you’re  probably  the                  one  group  that  don’t  have  any  true  representation                  on  this  planet.  You  can’t  call  Africa  home  ‘cause                  you  really  don’t  know  what  it  is,  and  they  don’t                  have  that  same  love  for  us  that  you  think  because                  we’re  not  –  that  culture  is  not  –  it’s  two  different  cultures.      “Right,”   I   whispered.   Rock   has   grown,   I   thought   to  myself.  When   I  

first  met   him  he  was   barely   out   of   his   teens,   a   young  man  with   a  wild  spirit   and   an   active   mind.   He   wore   his   emotions   on   his   sleeves.   Still  emotional,  yet  reserved,  he  seems  to  have  given  this  much  thought,  this  division  between  two  brothers,  the  African  and  the  Black.    

               You  can’t  call  America  home  ‘cause  they  really  don’t                  want  us  here  under  how  we  got  here.  That’s  why  I                  have  like  a  profound  respect  of  the  slaves                  from  the  Caribbean  island  because  they  call  their                  country  home.  They  have  a  lot  of  patriotism.  You                  don’t  see  Black  people  runnin’  around  wrapped                  around  in  American  flags,  but  you  see  Trinidadian                  people,  Jamaican  people,  Barbadian  people.”    “Haitians,“  I  added.    

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                 Haitians.  But  Black  men  and  women  (Americans)                    that  are  descended  of  slaves,  what  are  we  patriotic  to?                    Who  really  wants  us?  Where  do  we  belong?  So  I  mean                    that’s  a  story  that  I  don’t  think  has  been  told  yet.    At  that,  he  just  said,  “I'll  holla  at  you.  Peace.”  And  he  was  gone.    “Wow!”  I  said  dumbfounded  that  my  assumptions  about  Black  people  

and   the   diaspora   were   not   quite   like   what   Pierre,   Adisa   and   Rock   had  shared;   I   now   understood   the   people   of   the   diaspora   not   as   a  homogeneous  group  of  Black  people   from  the  Americas,   the  Caribbean,  and  Africa,  all  standing  together  as  one  proud  Black  nation,  but  rather  as  different  groups  of  people  with  African  ancestry  as  their  common  bond,  uniquely  proud  of   their   ethnic  and  cultural  heritages  on  one  hand,  and  critical,  estranged  and  fearful  of  each  other  on  the  other.    

As   I   reflected  on  these  conversations  about   the  disconnects  between  men  of  African  descent,  I’m  wondering  why  we’re  having  this  discussion.  Though  important,  how  is  this  related  to  mentoring?  I  find  myself  asking  that  question  often,  and  I’m  certain  that’s  part  of  the  Soul’s  plan,  to  get  me   to   think   beyond   the   surface   to   figure   out   the   purpose   of   these  interludes  and  their  relationships  not  only  with  the  current  topic  of  Black  identity  development,  but  the  larger  topic  –  mentoring.  One  thing  is  for  certain;   the   four  men  that  have  spoken  with  me  thus   far  are  all  coming  from  a  different   perspective,   a   diverse   population  of   adult   Black  males.  It’s  much  too  early  I  think  to  get  a  sense  of  where  they  might  be  as  far  as  recognizable  stages  of  BID.  However,  based  upon  the  Soul’s  definition  of  mentoring,   perhaps   these   are   instances   where   it   shows   how  communication   and   respect   are   important   aspects   of   the   mentoring  relationship.   The   willingness   to   listen   to   others   and   respect   their  opinions,  ideas,  and  history  are  important.    

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discussion  in  general  concerning  the  African  diaspora  got  me  to  thinking  about  a  poem  I  read  by  Nikki  Giovanni,  

 Africa  i  am  a  teller  of  tales  a  dreamer  of  dreams  shall  i  spin  a  poem  around  you  human  beings  grope  to  strangers  to  share  a  smile  complain  to  lovers  of  their  woes  and  never  touch  those  who  need  to  be  touched  may  i  move  on  the  african  isn’t  independent  he’s  emancipated  and  like  the  freedman  he  explores  his  freedom  rather  than  exploits  his  nation  worrying  more  about  the  condition  of  the  women  than  his  position  in  the  world  i  am  a  dreamer  of  dreams  in  my  fantasy  i  see  a  person  not  proud  for  pride  is  a  collection  of  lions  or  a  magazine  in  washington  d.c.  but  a  person  who  can  be  wrong  and  go  on  or  a  person  who  can  be  praised  and  still  work  but  a  person  who  can  let  a  friend  share  a  joy  as  easily  as  a  friend  share  a  sorrow  it’s  odd  that  all  welcome  a  tale  of  disappointment  though  few  a  note  of  satisfaction  have  none  of  us  been  happy  i  am  a  teller  of  tales  i  see  kings  and  noblemen  slaves  and  serfs  all  selling  and  being  sold  for  what  end  

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to  die  for  freedom  or  live  for  joy  i  am  a  teller  of  tales  we  must  believe  in  each  other’s  dreams  i’m  told  and  i  dream  of  me  accepting  you  and  you  accepting  yourself  will  that  stroke  the  tension  between  blacks  and  africans  i  dream  of  truth  lubricating  our  words  will  that  ease  three  hundred  years  and  i  dream  of  black  men  and  women  walking  together  side  by  side  into  a  new  world  described  by  love  and  bounded  by  difference  for  nothing  is  the  same  except  oppression  and  shame  may  i  spin  a  poem  around  you  come  let’s  step  into  my  web  and  dream  of  freedom  together.lxxx      “Deep,  and  appropriate,”  I  said.  “I   remember  Afros  and  Dashikis   in  the   late  60’s  and  70’s  as  a  way  of  

expressing  myself,”  I  said.    “Consciously  or  not,  you  and  other  Black  people  were  expressing  your  

disposition   of   the  White   look   that   you   all   had   been   trying   to   achieve.  Remember  when  you  were  just  eight  years  old  and  your  cousins  left  the  relaxing   cream   in   your   hair   for   several   hours   before   someone   finally  realized  your  head  was  chemically  being  fried?”    

“Yeah.  Now   that   is   a  memory   I   will   never   forget.   I   can   still   feel   the  burning  sensation.  I  was  trying  to  get  a  ‘Doo’.”    

“The  point  here   is   that  before  Black  was  beautiful,  we  processed  our  hair  to  look  like  White  hair,  our  women  wore  wigs  or  straightened  their  hair  to  look  White.  Everything  White  was  right  and  good.  And  remember  how   light   skinned  Black  people  were  adored  on  one  hand,  and  scorned  and   ridiculed   on   the   other?   We   were   both   envious   (good   hair)   and  

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jealous  (good  hair)  of  them  simultaneously.”    “So,   Black   is   beautiful   was   kind   of   like   a   national   therapy,   a  

redirection   from   Whiteness   to   Blackness,   if   you   will.”   I   said,   half  questioning  half  commenting.    

“Yes,”   said   the   Soul.   “But”   he   paused,   “think   about   where  we   are   at  today.  See  any  similarities,  especially  among  Black  women  between  now  and  pre  Black  is  beautiful?”    

“I  was   just   thinking   about   that  myself.   Black  women   are   spending   a  fortune  getting  their  hair  straightened  and  weaved.  Wearing  long  flowing  wigs.  It’s  like  déjà  vu  all  over  again.”    

“Right  on  point.  Which  goes  back  to  what  I  was  saying  that  healing  is  an  incremental  process.  We  take  two  steps  forward  and  one  step  back.  It  will  take  generations  to  overcome  the  psychological  stranglehold  we  are  experiencing,”  he  said.  

“We’ve  strayed  far  from  the  last  stage,  the  Internalization  stage  of  the  Jackson  model,”  I  said.  

“Yes  we  have.   Let’s   finish   this.  Bailey   Jackson   also   introduces   at   this  stage  the  notion  that  Black  people  grapple  with  contradictions  associated  

with  bi-­‐culturalism  (identification  with  two  cultures).lxxxi  Fanon,  noted,  ‘the  black  man  possesses  two  dimensions:  one  with  his  fellow  Blacks,  the  other  with  the  Whites.  A  black  man  behaves  differently  with  a  white  man  than  he  does  with  a  fellow  black  man.  There  is  no  doubt  whatsoever  that  this  fissiparousness  is  a  direct  result  of  the  colonial  undertaking’.”lxxxii  

“Du  Bois  understood  this  dilemma  as  early  as  1903  when  he  surmised:”                    After  the  Egyptian  and  Indian,  the  Greek  and  Roman,                  the  Teuton  and  Mongolian,  the  Negro  is  a  sort  of                  seventh  son,  Born  with  a  veil,  and  gifted  with                  second-­‐sight  in  this  American  World,  -­‐  a  world                  which  yields  him  no  true  self-­‐consciousness,  but                  only  lets  him  see  himself  through  revelation  of    

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             the  other  world.  It  is  a  peculiar  sensation,                  this  double-­‐consciousness,  this  sense  of  always  looking                  at  one’s  self  through  the  eyes  of  others,  of  measuring                  one’s  soul  by  the  tape  of  a  world  that  looks  on  in                  amused  contempt  and  pity.  One  ever  feels  his                  twoness,  -­‐  an  American,  a  Negro;  two  souls,  two                  thoughts,  two  unreconciled  strivings;  two  warring                  ideals  in  one  dark  body,  whose  dogged  strength  alone                  keeps  it  from  being  torn  asunder.”lxxxiii      "Before  you  go  on,  what  exactly  is  fissiparousness?"  I  asked.  "Oh,  my  bad.   It  means  breaking   into  parts.   In   the   Fanon   context,   it  

relates  to  the  dual  dilemma  of  the  Black  man  and  how  he  is  not  himself  around  White  people.  Does  that  work  for  you?"    

"Great.  Thanks   for  clarifying.  But   it  begs   the  question  as   to  why  you  quoted   it   here.   I   thought   this   stage   dealt   with   being   yourself.   Not  justifying  who  you  are  and  your  place  in  American  society."    

"Yes,  but  remember  the   last  part  where   Jackson  suggests  that  people  sometime  grapple  with   the  bi-­‐culturalism.  That's   also  why   I   quoted  Du  Bois.  Also,   think  beyond  the  Black  and  White  of   this  dual  dilemma  and  recall   Adisa,   Pierre   and   Rock,   as   they   tried   to   cope   with   their   duality,  being  Black  and  African,  Black  and  Haitian,  and  in  Rock’s  case  Black  and  American.   In   each   situation,   being   Black   is   at   the   core   of   their  confusion.”  

The  Soul  went  on  to  his  next  point.  "According   to   Jackson,   one   of   the   goals   of   this   stage   of   BID   is   to  

eliminate   racism   and   other   forms   of   oppression   in   the   world.   Jackson  sees   BID   theory   overall   as   a   harbinger   for   humanistic   education   and  suggests   that   Openness,   Feelings   and   Personal   Growth   should   be  assumptions  and  outcomes  for  a  person  whom  has  transitioned  through  the  stages  of  BID.”lxxxiv    

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“Considering   Jackson's   thoughts   on   the   Internalization   stage,  understand  that  eliminating  oppression  does  not  come  from  ignoring  the  problem,  it  comes  from  facing  the  problem,  one's  self,  and  then  moving  on  to  educate  others  so  that  they  themselves  can  grow.  Borrowing  from  

Thomas,  they  will  be  ‘Boys  No  More’lxxxv  understand?"    “Yes,”  I  said.    “And  let  me  just  leave  this  last  tidbit  on  the  Jackson  model,  courtesy  

of  Freire,”  said  the  Soul.  “Let’s  hear  it.”                      Liberation  is  thus  a  childbirth,  and  a  painful  one.                  The  man  or  woman  who  emerges  is  a  new  person,                  viable  only  as  the  oppressor-­‐oppressed  contradiction                  is  superseded  by  the  humanization  of  all  people.                  Or  to  put  it  another  way,  the  solution  of  this                  contradiction  is  born  in  the  labor  which                brings  into  the  world  this  new  being;  no  longer                  oppressor  nor  oppressed,  but  human                  in  the  process  of  achieving  freedom.lxxxvi      “So,  let  me  summarize  for  you  what  these  models  are  trying  to  say."    “Great,”   I   said,   “though   in   some   respects   I   can   see   the   obvious  

connections.”  “OK  then,  give  me  your   take  on   the  models.   In  others  words,  please  

give  me  your  summary.”    I  began.   “These  models   share  many   similarities   in   that   they   seem   to  

address  an  overall  sense  of  awakening  of  a  Black  person  as  they  transition  from   ‘Negro  to  Black’  or  rather  as   they  begin  to  become  enlightened  by  the   sheer   vastness   of   racism.   They   begin   to   reframe   their   own   picture,  and  subsequently,  they  come  to  terms  with  their  Blackness,  and  by  doing  so  become  more  human  in  the  process.”    

“Dead  on!  There   are   others  who   studied   these  models   and  provided  

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some   additional   thoughts   that   I   will   share   with   you.   But   again,   your  summary  is  right  on  point.”    

“Thanks,”  I  said.    The  Soul  continued.  “Geneva   Gay’s   analysis   looks   at   the   models   from   this   perspective:  

‘Each,   in   its   own   way,   accounts   for   an   ideological   metamorphosis   of  ethnic   identity,   perceives   this   transformation   as   a   dialectical   process,  assumes  that  the  transformation  is  a  liberating  process  which  symbolizes  psychological  healthier  state  of  being,  and  uses  the  idea  of  developmental  stages   to   account   for   movement   of   individuals   from   negativism   to  positivism  in  their  self  ethnic  identities’.”lxxxvii  

“Wade  Nobles   adds   that,   ‘The   four-­‐stage   process   proposed   by   Cross  situates   the   process   of   metamorphosis   within   a   particular   social  context.’lxxxviii  In  addition:”  

                             Readers  should  be  reminded,  however,  that  many                  of  the  Nigrescence  models,  including  the  one  proposed                  by  Cross,lxxxix  originally  were  meant  to  discuss                  “the  phenomenon  of  identity  metamorphosis                  within  the  context  of  a  social  movement  and                  not  the  evolution  of  identity  from  childhood                  through  adult  life.”xc      “One   of   the   areas   where   these   theories   seem   to   have  missed   is   the  

time  span  or  rather  life  span  of  the  individual  and  during  what  period  is  an   individual   likely  to  experience  Nigrescence?  Are  there  recurrences  of  Nigrescence?   According   to   Thomas   Parham,   one   of   the   implications   of  BID   models   ‘is   the   notion   that   racial   identity   issues   are   completely  resolved   once   an   individual   has   completed   a   single   cycle   through   the  Nigrescence  process,  which  usually   is  assumed  to  occur  during  the  late-­‐adolescent/early-­‐adulthood   period   of   a   person’s   life.’xci   He   addresses  

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this  by  theorizing  that  Nigrescence  1.)  ‘is  a  lifelong  process,  which  begins  with   the   late-­‐adolescence/early-­‐adulthood   period   in   an   individuals  life,’xcii  2.)   ‘As  a  Black  person  proceeds  through  life,  there  appear  to  be  at   least   three   distinct   possibilities   with   respect   to   how   he   or   she   deals  with  his  or  her   racial   identity:  Stagnation,  Stagewise  Linear  Progression  and   Recycling.’xciii   Most   important   of   these   may   the   the   notion   of  ‘Recyling’:”    

               defined  as  the  re-­‐initiation  of  the  racial  identity                  struggle  and  resolution  process  after  having  gone                  through  the  identity  development  process  at                  an  earlier  stage  in  one’s  life.  In  essence,  a  person                  could  theoretically  achieve  identity  resolution                  by  completing  one  cycle  through  the  Nigrescence                  process  (Internalization)  and,  as  a  result  of  some                  new  experiences  that  stimulate  identity  confusion,                  recyle  through  the  stages.xciv        “It   is   good   in   a   sense   that   recycling   occurs,   because   it   prevents   you  

from   becoming   complacent.   It’s   like   being   half   asleep,   your   eyes   close  and  your  head  nods,  but  somehow,  startled,  you  wake  up,  look  around  to  see   where   you   are,   gain   some   level   of   comprehension   or   rather  perspective  and  move  on,”  I  said.  

The  Soul  continued.  “Others   have   suggested   that   the   Nigrescence   models   do   not   go   far  

enough   in   defining   Black   identity.   Na’im   Akbar   criticizes   the   transient  nature  of  the  Nigrescence  process,  he  states  that  they  (Cross,  Parham  and  Helms),  ‘appear  hesitant  to  take  the  theoretical  “quantum  leap”  to  affirm  

that  African/Black  identity  is  the  core  context  of  the  Black  “real  self”’xcv  as  well  as  his  assertion  that  Nigrescence  is  inconsistent  with  his  thoughts  that  Black/African  identity   is  a  bio-­‐genetically  determined  core  of  Black  

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self.”  “You   know   what’s   coming.   What   does   biogenetical   determination  

mean?”  I  asked.  “I   think   Akbar   is   saying   that   the   Black   man   (or   woman)   has   a  

connection  with  his  or  her  own  identity  rooted  in  their  African  ancestry.  The   ‘real   self’   is   the   African/Black   self.   This   identify   becomes   more  relevant  and  intuitive  as  the  African/Black  person  becomes  immersed  in  her/his   culture.   Hence,   any   transition   through   a   psychological  Nigrescence   is   unlikely   to   occur   because   the   positive   self-­‐identity   is   a  pre-­‐existing  condition,  not  predicated  on  social  encounters  with  Whites,  but  rather  on  social  awakening  of  African/Blacks.”    

“Some  have  taken  the  basic  premise  and  applied  it  to  specific  aspects  of   the   Black   experience.   For   example,   Thomas   Parham   and   Lavada  Austinxcvi   explore   how   psychological   Nigrescence   impact   the   career  development  of  African  Americans.  They  argue  that,  ‘The  extent  to  which  race  and  culture  play  an  integral  role  in  career  development  and  behavior  should  not  be  underestimated,  and  the  consideration  of  variance  within  the  African  American  culture  can  be  particularly  revealing  with  regard  to  one’s  vocational  aspirations.’”xcvii  

Nothing  should  surprise  me  now,  given  where  the  Soul  has  taken  me.  However,   I   would   not   have   given  much   consideration   as   to   how   deep  racism  impacts  Black  people.  We  don’t  even  realize  that  the  very  careers  we   aspire   to   –   or   don’t   aspire   to   –   are   somehow   impacted   by   the   role  racism  and  White  superiority  has  played  in  our  lives.    

This   reminds  me  of   a   conversation   I   had  with   a   relative   a   few   years  ago.   She  was   lamenting   about   the   lack   of   desire   that   her   husband  was  having  with   regard   to   seeking   a   job.   They   argued   about   the   subject   off  and   on.   But   she   knew   she   was   willing   to   give   him   a   certain   degree   of  space  considering  that  he  had  a  criminal  record.  One  day,  she  explained  to   me,   she   had   sensed   his   frustration   and   felt   the   need   to   provide  

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comfort  and  encouragement.  She  asked,  “So  what  did  you  want  to  be  when  you  grew  up?”  He  replied,  “What  do  you  mean?”  “Well,   you   know,   when   you   were   a   kid,   what   did   you   dream   of  

becoming  when  you  became  an  adult?  Maybe  you  can  try  to  get  training  in  that  field.”  

At  this  he  reflected  for  a  moment  and  then,  not  looking  at  her  but  at  the  floor  replied,  

“I   don’t   remember   dreaming   of   being   anything   or   anybody   when   I  grew  up,  I  guess  I  never  really  dreamed.”    

There  was  silence  in  the  room  for  what  seemed  liked  minutes,  both  of  us,  me  and  the  Soul  contemplating  the  impact  of  that  last  sentence.    

The  Soul  continued.    “Susan   McMahon   and   Roderick   Wattsxcviii   conducted   a  

comprehensive  study  of  Chicago  youth  with  regard  to  ethnic  Identity  and  the   linkages  between   self-­‐worth   and   social   aggression.   In   their   findings  they  noted,   ‘In  sum,  the  results  suggest  a  strong  positive  sense  of  global  self-­‐worth   was   significantly   related   to   lower   levels   of   anxiety   and  depression.  A  strong  positive  sense  of  ethnic  identity  was  associated  with  more   active   coping,   fewer   beliefs   supporting   aggression,   and   fewer  aggressive  behaviors,  when  taking  into  account  global  self-­‐worth.’”xcix  

“This  research  basically   is  telling  us  that  when  Black  people  begin  to  recognize   their   sense   of   self-­‐worth   and   positive   self-­‐identity,   they  become   less   violent.   On   the   one   hand   that’s   a   good   thing   and   on   the  other  maybe  that’s  not  so  good,”  said  the  Soul.  

I  was  stunned  by  that  statement.    “I  would   think  under   any   circumstance   that  would  be   a   good   thing.  

Less   violence   and   aggression   equals   less   crime   (in   theory)   and   fewer  arrests,   which   would   be   less   periods   of   incarceration.   That’s   a   great  thing!”  I  said,  feeling  confident  in  my  assertion.    

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“I  figured  you  would  have  that  response  and  your  points  are  accurate.  Yet,   I’m   concerned   not   about   a   positive   self-­‐identity,   but   rather   a  negative  or  an  illusory  Black  identity.  See  the  difference?”    

“Not  really.”    “Here’s   the  deal,   I’m   certain   you  understand   the   concept   of   positive  

self-­‐identity.   So,   a   negative   or   illusory   Black   identity   describes   a   Black  person  who  denies  Blackness  at  every  turn.  Have  you  ever  met  someone  who,   whenever   you   talk   about   Blackness   or   race   in   general   they   say  something  like  ‘Why  do  you  always  harp  on  that,  we’re  all  the  same?’  Or,  one   of   my   favorites,   ‘Well,   I   was   born   and   raised   in   a   mixed  neighborhood,   so   I   have   just   as   many  White   friends   as   Black   friends.’  This  is  all  a  defensive  response  for  their   lack  of  a  positive  Black  identity  or  rather  a  negative  or   illusory  Black  identity.  They  need  to   justify  their  comfort   zone  with  Whites   and   their   lack   of   comfort  with   Blacks.   They  tend  to   follow  White  norms,  their  movies,  music,  sayings,  dress,  speech  and   other   mannerisms.   What   they   don’t   realize   is   that   they   are  uncomfortable  being  Black,  so  in  a  sense  they  are  deceptively  Black.”  

Deceptively   Black,   I   thought.   I’ve  met   people  who   definitely   fit   that  description;  I  think  for  a  period  of  my  life,  so  did  I.  

“There   has   even   been   research   on   BID   and   the   dynamics   in   college  classrooms.  Rita  Hardiman  and  Bailey  Jacksonc  explored  this  concept.  In  this,   they   reviewed   the   Jackson   BID   model,   and   conducted   research,  which  is  intended  to   ‘help  teachers  and  administrators  alike  understand  the   developmental   processes   that   Black   and   White   students   are  undergoing   and,   in   fact,   may   assist   faculty   and   staff   in   understanding  their  own  racial  identity  processes.’”ci  

“Well  we  probably  need  more  research  and  prescription   in   this  area.  Not   only   is  White   superiority   present,   but   as   that   quote   by  Woodson  earlier  suggested,   it   is   taught   in   the  classroom  on  a  daily  basis.  Perhaps  not   quite   as   blatantly   as   Woodson   pointed   out   but   certainly   no   less  

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effective,”   I   said   and   continued,   “I   know   the   point   of   their   research   is  centered   on   improving   the   process   by   which   instruction   is   delivered,  however,  we  certainly  can’t  ignore  the  content  of  that  delivery.”    

“Of   course  we  can’t   ignore   the   content,   it’s   one  of   the  primary  ways  that  the  dominant  culture  maintains  its  social  and  psychological  grip  on  the   oppressed,”   the   Soul   said.   Then   he   seemed   to   be   in   thought   and  added  “Let’s   talk  a   little  about  the  concept  of  hegemony  right  now,  this  seems  like  a  good  opportunity  to  do  so.”    

Not   surprisingly,   the   Soul   said,   “Before   you   ask  me  what   hegemony  has   to  do  with  BID  and   the   relevance   to  mentoring,   let  me  go   into   the  discussion   and   I’ll   see   if   you   can  make   that   connection   for   yourself.   Is  that  cool  with  you?”    

“Sure.”    “First,  of  course  let  me  give  you  a  definition  of  hegemony,  so  that  we  

are  on  the  same  page.”  Again,  he  borrowed  from  Brookfield.  “Hegemony  is  the  process  by  which  we  learn  to  embrace  enthusiastically  a  system  of  beliefs  and  practices  that  end  up  harming  us  and  working  to  support  the  interests  of  others  who  have  power  over  us.”cii  

“So,  this  is  somewhat  in  line  with  Freire’s  thoughts  that  we  are  hosts  for  our  own  oppressors?”  I  asked.    

“Yes,   somewhat,   but   an   important   point   to   remember   here   is   the  cultural  aspect  of  hegemony.  In  fact,  when  we  speak  of  hegemony,  we  are  really   speaking   in   terms   of   cultural   hegemony   more   often   than   not.  Hegemony,   as   a   system,   is   inter-­‐connected   within   every   aspect   of   our  daily   lives.   It   flows   through   the   media,   through   our   legal   system,  entertainment,  and  schools.  Antonio  Gramsci  who  is  best  known  for  his  theories  relative  to  hegemony  made  this  crystal  clear,   ‘Everything  which  influences   or   is   able   to   influence   public   opinion,   directly   or   indirectly,  belongs   to   it:   libraries,   schools,   associations   and  clubs  of   various  kinds,  even  architecture  and  the  layout  and  names  of  streets.’”ciii    

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“As   we   were   just   talking   about   education,   it’s   notable   that   Gramsci  mentioned   schools   as   an   avenue   where   hegemony,   aka,   White  superiority,   drives   home   its   oppressive   views.  Henry  Giroux  makes   this  point  with  his  analysis  of  radical  educators:  ‘Instead  of  blaming  students  for   educational   failure,   radical   educators   blamed   the   dominant   society.  Instead  of  abstracting  schools  from  the  dynamics  of  inequality  and  race-­‐class-­‐gender   modes   of   discrimination,   schools   were   considered   central  agencies  in  the  politics  and  processes  of  domination.’civ  Finally,  the  last  word  on  hegemony  as  it  pertains  to  education  from  Michelle  Jay:”  

                 Consequently,  schools,  through  their  organization,                structure,  and  curriculum  (both  formal  and  hidden),                  aid  in  the  maintenance  of  hegemony  by                  acculturating  students  to  the  interest  of  the                  dominant  group  and  the  students  are  encouraged                  and  instructed,  both  explicitly  and  implicitly,  to  make                  those  interests  their  own.cv        “Hegemony   appears   to   be   the   mechanism   that   is   used   to   keep   us  

unaware  of  our  own  oppression,”  I  said.  “It’s  fair  and  balanced,”  said  the  Soul.    “Now,   are   you   prepared   to   give   me   your   interpretation   of   the  

connection  between  hegemony,  BID  and  mentoring?”  “I  just  like  to  keep  things  simple,”  I  said.    “Then  simplify  it.”  “Alright.  Well,  the  Black  man  came  to  America  in  shackles  and  chains,  

enslaved.  Through  the  years,  the  physical  chains  were  removed,  and  they  were   replaced   by   a   cultural   enslavement.   As   your   definition   suggests,  hegemony  is  a  process,  and  that  process  has  continued  nearly  unabated  for   hundreds   of   years,   the   process   of   ensuring   that   the   Black   man  remains   inferior,   a   boy.   BID   helps   the   Black   man,   through  

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metamorphosis,   to   break   through   this   psychological   subjugation,   to  become  a  man.”  

“As  for  mentoring,  the  activist  mentor  helps  the  protégé  uncover  the  cloak   of   hegemony.   You   know,   helps   him   see   that   the  media,   schools,  religion,  the  criminal  justice  system,  all  have  at  their  core  a  set  of  values  that   promote   hegemony.   The   knowledge   helps   the   protégé   to   become  liberated   from   this   oppressive   system,  which   is   in   effect   racist.  Before   I  finish,  let’s  revisit  your  definition  of  racism.”  

“Sure,   it’s   the   modified   Wellman   definition   -­‐   racism   is   culturally  sanctioned   beliefs   and   practices   which,   regardless   of   the   intentions  involved,  defend  and  enhance  the  advantages  Whites  have  because  of  the  subordinated  positions  of  racial  minorities,”  the  Soul  recited.  

“Does  that  not  sound  like  hegemony?”  I  asked.  “Yes,  it  does.”    “That’s  what  an  activist  mentor  would  point  out  to  his  protégé,”  I  said.  “Nice,”  said  the  Soul.  “Thanks.”  “Let  us  move  on.”  “That’s   an   awful   lot   of   information   relative   to   psychological  

Nigrescence.  We’ve  just  about  exhausted  the  subject,”  I  stated.    “Well,  there  is  more,  but  I  have  one  more  point  to  mention  here  that’s  

important,  the  Cross  and  Jackson  models  have  been  updated  since  their  original  versions  appeared   in   the  early  and  mid  70’s.   I  deliberately  used  the  older  versions  so  that  we  could  keep  the  discussion  in  its  original  and  I  think  proper  context.  These  models  were  born  out  of  a  social  movement  rather  than  a  scientific  or  scholarly  movement.  They  are  relevant  to  this  discussion  because   activist  mentoring   is   a  psycho-­‐social  movement   and  the  Black  man  should  have  tools  available  to  understand  changes,  if  any,  he  might  experience  as  a  result.  And  speaking  of  movements,  next  I  want  to   share  with  you   the   ideas,   concepts  and   tenets  of   critical   race   theory,  

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which  is  important  so  that  we  can  have  a  lens  through  which  to  address  some   of   the   social   issues   affecting   Black  men,   as  we   have   explored   the  psychological.”  

I   leaned   back   in   the   chair   that   was   situated   next   to   the   desk   and  contemplated   my   conversation   with   the   Soul.   The   knowledge   I   have  gained  relative  to  Black  identity  development  theory  has  been  powerful.  It   has   given  me   a   perspective   from  which   to   review   the   past,   view   the  present,   and   preview   the   future   as   it   relates   to   my   own   identity   and  perhaps  the  psychological  state,  at  least  as  it  relates  to  Black  identity,  of  any  future  protégé.    

Critical  Race  Theory  “We’ve  explored  a  critical  area  in  the  development  of  the  Black  man,  

his   psychological   albatross.   Yet,  what   are   some  of   the   outcomes  of   this  burden?   We   touched   earlier   upon   the   fact   that   the   Black   man   has  collided  with  the  legal  system  on  many  an  occasion  and  more  often  than  not  he  has   lost.   In   fact,   if   this  were   a  prize   fight,   the  Black  man  would  have  suffered  a  unanimous  defeat  if  not  an  outright  knockout.”    

“O.J.   Simpson  won  a   case   that   a  Black  man  would  have  usually   lost.  He   got   a   win.”   I   said,   not   with   much   pride   but   more   with   matter-­‐of-­‐factness.  

“And  where  is  he  now?”    “In  prison?”  I  said,  not  really  sure  but  thinking  that  he  was  convicted  

of  stealing  back  his  property  or  something.  “Down   for   the   count!   A   Brother   has   little   chance   of   beating   this  

system,  way  too  many  fences.”    “Go  on,”  I  said.    “I   mentioned   the   duality   of   the   Black  man,   being   considered   super  

athletic  and  at  the  same  time  morally  desolate.”  “Yes.”  “The   system   we   live   in   keeps   the   Black  man   in   sort   of   a   dual   trap.  

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Obviously,   there   is   a   psychological   barrier   as   we’ve   just   explored.   In  addition  to  that,  there  is  the  social  barrier  as  well,”  he  said.  

“It  kind  of  feels  like  the  barrier  is  much  broader  than  psychological,  if  that  makes  sense,”  I  said.    

“Yes  it  does,  because  it  is.  Let  me  explain,”  said  the  Soul.  “Well,   it   feels   like   we   are   allowed   to   roam   freely,   or   think   we   are  

roaming   freely,   when   in   all   actuality   there   are   fences   that   keep   us  enclosed.   The   fences   are   the   legal,   educational,   economic   and   political  constructs.  The   fences  were  built  by  Whites   to  keep  and  maintain  their  superiority   over   the   Black  man.   And,   depending   on  who   or   where   you  are,   the   fence   may   be   very   small   in   size   and   scope   or   very   broad,  seemingly  not  there,  but  always  present.”  

“For   example,   if   you   are   a   Black   male   from   a   traditional   inner   city  environment,   could   be   Detroit,   Baltimore,   or   Atlanta,   pick   one,   then  those   fences   are   very   small   indeed.   Black  men   feel   squeezed   in   by   the  fences  which  I’ll  just  call  the  system  (going  retro),  and  for  many  they  will  be   born   into   an   economic   circumstance   which   puts   them   at   an  immediate  disadvantage  –  in  August  of  2010,  the  unemployment  rate  for  White  males  16  and  over  was  8.7  percent  and  for  Black  males  of  the  same  age,   16.3   percentcvi   -­‐   on   the   other   side   is   an   inadequately   funded   and  poorly   constructed   educational   setting   –   Black   males   aged   16-­‐24   were  

twice  as  likely  to  drop  out  of  high  school  as  their  White  counterparts,cvii  over   there   is   a   political   system   that’s   often   corrupt   and  uncaring   about  the  needs  of  the  community,  as  with  the  ex-­‐Mayor  of  Detroit,cviii  and  if  they  go  that  way  they  run  into  the  biggest   fence,   the   legal  and  criminal  justice   system   waiting   for   them   to   make   decisions   that   will   ultimately  land   them   in   jail.  According   to   the  Bureau  of   Justice  Statistics  Criminal  Offenders   Statistics,   ‘based   on   current   rates   of   first   incarceration,   an  estimated   32%   of   black  males  will   enter   State   or   Federal   prison   during  their   lifetime,   compared   to   17%   of   Hispanic   males   and   5.9%   of   white  

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males.’”cix  This  was  a  revelation  for  me.  I  have  a  son  who  is  in  his  teenage  years.  

It  dawned  upon  me  that  he  has  very  little  room  for  error  in  his  life.  One  false  move  and,  bam,  he’s  on  the  legal/criminal  justice  fence.  I  cringe  to  think  that  after  all  of  my  years  of  trying  to  be  a  good  and  caring  father,  things  are  really  out  of  my  control.  The  system  controls  both  me  and  my  son,   and   either   one   of   us   could   become   a   victim   of   the   system   in   any  given  moment  –  a  system  that  makes  it  six  times  more  likely  that  he  or  I  will  go  to  prison  than  our  White  male  counterparts.  

“Fortunately,   there   is   theory,   rather   a   movement,   whose   goal   is   to  unveil   the  disparity   of   the   legal   system,   actually   of   the   system  at   large,  and   how   that   system   in   fact   serves   the   interests   of   Whites,   thereby  promoting   the   ever   present   umbrella   of   racism.   The   group   of   scholars  and  activists  who   laid  the   foundation   for   this  are  known  as  critical   race  theorists,  CRT  for  short,”  the  Soul  said.    

“If   it  will  help  me  understand  the  system  of  racism  a  little  better  I’m  all  for  it.”    

“CRT   started   as   a  movement   and   according   to  Richard  Delgado   and  Jean   Stefancic   ‘is   a   collection   of   activists   and   scholars   interested   in  studying   and   transforming   the   relationship   among   race,   racism,   and  power.’cx   Adrienne   Dixson   adds   that   CRT   is   an   attempt   to   address  inequality  and  racism,  and  moves  beyond  intellectual  and  into  the  realm  

of  social  justice  activism.’”cxi  “Well,  that  –  the  exploration  of  social  justice  –  is  one  of  the  reasons  I  

applied  to  the  program  at  National-­‐Louis  University.  Many  schools  give  it  lip  service,  but  few  deliver  the  goods.  Perhaps  that’s  why  you  are  here,”  I  said.    

The  Soul  continued.  “CRT’s   main   theoretical   contributions   are   its   tenets,   which   have  

spawned  additional  research.  CRT  theorists  believe:  1)  Racism  is  ordinary  

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and   permanent   in   American   society.   2)   Race   reform   and   justice   is  tolerated   by   Whites   only   when   it   suits   its   interest   to   do   so   –   better  known   as   interest   convergence.   3)   It   is   a   critique   of   liberalism   and   the  notion  of  color-­‐blindness.  4)  Whiteness  functions  as  a  form  of  property.  5)   It   seeks   to   look   at   history   from   a   revisionist   perspective   –   that   is   to  take   historical   social   landmarks   and   view   them   from   the   lens   of   non-­‐whites.  6)  Rights  are  based  on  property  and  not  human  rights  and  7)   It  lends  narrative  voice  –  storytelling,  to  the  discussion  of  racial   inequality  from  the  perspective  of  those  whom  have  experienced  it.”cxii    

“Let’s   break   each   of   these   down,   though   in   some   instances   we  may  merge  topics,  so  there  is  mutual  agreement  on  what  they  mean.  Can  you  run  with  me  here?”    

I   smiled.   The   Soul’s   comment   reminded  me   of  Dr.   Cole,   one   of   our  professors  in  the  doctoral  program  whose  style  of  lecture  captivates  and  leaves  her  students  hanging  on  every  word.    

Permanence    “Do   you   believe   that   racism   is   a   permanent   fixture   in   American  

society?”    “Yes!”  I  said  without  much  hesitation.  “When  you  go  back  and  review  

much   of   the   discussion  we’ve   had   regarding   slavery,  White   superiority,  and   hegemony,   add   them   all   up,   there   is   this   overarching,   persistent,  omnipresent  structure,  or  system  that  can  only  be  labeled  racism.”    

“OK,”  he   said.   “But  what   if  one  of  your  White   friends,  or  even  Black  friends,  presents  the  argument  that  racism  is  non-­‐existent.  Are  you  ready  to   engage   in   that   discussion?   How   would   you   respond?   Before   you  answer,   remember   there  will   be   those  who  will   ultimately   tell   you   that  they  are  not   racist,  and   in   fact   slavery  ended  well  over  a  hundred  years  ago?  They  will  point  out  to  you,  as  you  proudly  mentioned,  that  we  have  a  Black  president  and  we’ve  had  Black  men  and  women  in  key  positions  of   power   for   years.   They  will   certainly   point   out   the   successes   of   Black  

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athletes,  entertainers  and  coaches.  And  of  course   they  will   tell  you   that  some  of  their  best  friends  are  Black.  How  do  you  respond  to  this,  if  as  you  say  racism  is  a  permanent  fixture  in  our  society?”    

“Going  back  to  your  modified  Wellman  definition,  I  would  sum  it  up  by   saying   that   as   long   as  White   people   have   all   of   the   political   power,  e.g.,   Congress,   the   Supreme   Court   and   the   joint   chiefs;   all   of   the  

economic  power,  e.g.,  wealth  and  poverty  gap;cxiii  as  well  as  information  control,  e.g.,  media  and  education,  then  regardless  of  anecdotal  examples  of   Black   success,   America   (and   those   who   benefit   from   a   racially  imbalanced  construct)  is  a  racist  society.”  

“Do   you   remember   the   movie   trilogy,   Lord   of   the   Rings?   asked   the  Soul.  

“That’s   random.   Of   course   I   do.   But   what   has   that   got   to   do   with  anything  we’ve  discussed,”  I  said,  somewhat  confused.    

He  went  on.    “Well,   then  you’ll   remember  a  part   in   the  Fellowship  of   the  Ringcxiv  

where  Isildur  cuts  the  ring  of  power  from  the  finger  of  Dark  Lord  Sauron,  and  had  one  chance  to  destroy  the  ring  in  the  fire  of  Mount  Doom?  Do  you  remember  what  happened?”  

“Yes,”  I  said.  “Isildur  didn’t  destroy  the  ring,  he  wanted  to  use  the  ring  for  his  own  power  and  greed.”  

“Correct.  How  is   this   remotely  relevant   to  anything  we’ve  discussed?  Well,   I   was   trying   to   figure   out   a   way   to   talk   to   you   about   the  Constitution  and  the  framers  of  that  document,  and  it  dawned  upon  me  that   they  too  had  one  shot  to  make  things  right,  at   least  as   it   relates   to  slavery   and   the   condemnation   of   a   race.   And   guess   what?   They   chose  power  and  greed  as  well,”  he  said.    

“Explain,”  I  asked.  “Well,  I’m  not  going  into  constitutional  law-­‐-­‐  first  I’m  no  expert,  and  

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about  the  framers,  I’ll  borrow  from  Derrick  Bell’s  allegory,  The  Chronicle  

of  the  Constitutional  Contradiction.cxv  His  alter  ego,  Geneva  Crenshaw,  travels   back   to   the   Constitutional   Convention   of   1787   to   address   the  contradiction   of   White   freedom   versus   Black   slavery,   all   within   the  context  of  protection  of  property  and   the  compromises   that  were  made  to  the  slave  states  to  form  the  union.”    

“So,   you’re   telling   me   that   slavery   was   a   bargaining   chip?   That   the  lives   of   millions   of   people   were   condemned   for   hundreds   if   not  thousands   of   years,   because   of   ego,   economics   and   power?   I   guess  humanity   just   went   to   the   bathroom   to   freshen   up   while   those  discussions  were  being  carried  on!”  I  exclaimed.  

“Yes,  and  as  Elrond  tried  so  desperately  to  convince  Isildur  to  destroy  the  ring  of  power,  so  did  Geneva  try  to  convince  the  framers  to  consider  the  outcome  of  their  decision:”  

                 What  is  lacking  here  is  not  legislative  skill  but                  the  courage  to  recognize  the  evil  of  holding  blacks  in                  slavery  –  an  evil  that  would  be  quickly  and                  universally  condemned  were  the  subjects                  of  bondage  members  of  the  Caucasian  race.  You  fear                  that  unless  the  slavery  of  blacks  is  recognized  and                  given  protection,  the  nation  will  not  survive.                  And  my  message  is  that  the  compromises  you                  are  making  here  mean  that  the  nation’s  survival  will                  always  be  in  doubt.  For  now  in  my  own  day,                  after  two  hundred  years  and  despite  bloody  wars                  and  the  earnest  efforts  of  committed  people,                  the  racial  contradiction  you  sanction  in  this                  document  remains  and  threatens  to  tear                  this  country  apart.cxvi      “Interestingly,   one   of   our   most   cherished   pieces   of   Americana,   the  

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Star  Spangled  Banner,  has  an  ironic  verse  that  speaks  to  the  hypocrisy  of  our  national  pride:”  

                 No  refuge  could  save  the  hireling  and  slave                  From  the  terror  of  flight,  or  the  gloom  of  the  grave:                  And  the  star-­‐spangled  banner  in  triumph  doth  wave       O'er  the  land  of  the  free  and  the  home  of  the  brave!cxvii    “Ready  to  move  on?”    “Yes,“  I  said,  thinking  that  I  don’t  recall  hearing  Whitney  Houston  or  

Marvin  Gaye  recite  that  verse  of  the  lyrics.    Interest  Convergence  “Interest  convergence  is  one  of  those  concepts  that  may  challenge  the  

way   you’ve   viewed   things   in   the   past,   let   me   move   back   from   that  statement,  because  most  if  not  all  of  these  topics  should  have  that  same  affect.   What   I   should   say   is   that   the   concept   of   interest   convergence  threatens   the   very   principles   of   the   civil   rights   movement   that   we  thought  were  ours  –  that  we  had  finally  won  the  battle  for  equality,  was  all  a  grand   illusion.   It’s  not  as   simple  as  being   like,   “School   integration,  yeah,   we   win!”   Interest   convergence   forces   us   to   reexamine   the   civil  rights  victory  in  that  it  argues  that  Whites  never  give  up  their  position  of  power  and  dominance  unless  it  suits  their  best  interests.cxviii  The  deck  is  stacked,  in  other  words.”    

“It’s  kind  of  like  the  character  in  the  Invisible  Mancxix  who  was  used  by  Brother  Jack  and  his  liberal  friends  to  gain  political  power  in  Harlem.  They  supported  the  rights  of  Black  people  as  long  as  the  support  helped  them   in   their   quest.  When   the   Invisible  Man   character   needed   to   help  the   Black   citizens   of   Harlem,   his   interests   were   diverted   to   woman’s  suffrage,   which   ultimately,   without   his   leadership,   led   to   civil   strife   in  Harlem.  When  they  –  the  Brotherhood  –  needed  him,  they  used  him  to  meet  their  needs,  and  when  he  became  a  liability,  they  spat  him  out  like  

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chewing  gum  that’s  lost  its  last  vestige  of  sweetness.”    Property  Value    “Let’s  take  that  last  thought,  White  superiority.  We’ve  talked  about  it  

in  the  context  of  slavery  and  oppression,  but  what  we  have  not  discussed  is  this  notion  that  CRT  scholars  call  ‘Whiteness  as  property’.  See,  early  on  in  the  history  of  this  country,  the  courts  decided  that  there  was  value  in  being  White  as  opposed  to  a  non-­‐White  and  those  decisions  have  had  a  lasting  impact  on  race  and  place  in  the  nation,”  said  the  Soul.    

“Harris   explores   whiteness   as   property   and   traces   the   evolution   of  whiteness  with  respect  to  race,  status  and  property  as  it  has  progressed,  with   its   roots   soundly   based   in   white   supremacy,   and   economic  hegemony.   According   to   Harris,   property   functions   on   three   levels,  possession,  use  and  disposition.cxx  In  addition,  she  adds,   “Possession  –  the  act  necessary  to  lay  the  basis  for  rights  in  property  –  was  defined  to  include   only   the   cultural   practices   of   whites.   This   definition   laid   the  foundation  for  the  idea  that  whiteness  –  that  which  whites  alone  possess  –  is  valuable  and  is  property.”cxxi  

“I  guess  you  are  right,  we  are  fenced  in,”  I  said.    The  Soul  heard  me  but  continued.    “Gloria  Ladson-­‐Billings   adds   ‘It   is   because  of   the  meaning   and  value  

imputed   to  whiteness   that   CRT   becomes   an   important   intellectual   and  social   tool   for   deconstruction,   reconstruction,   and   construction:  deconstruction  of  oppressive  structures  and  discourses,  reconstruction  of  human  agency,  and  construction  of  equitable  and  socially  just  relation  of  

power.’”cxxii  “W.E.B.   Du   Bois   noted   that   whiteness   yields   a   ‘public   and  

psychological   wage’   to   all   white   workers,   which   is   expressed   in   the  freedom  to  mingle  across  social  classes,  preferential  treatment  by  police,  eligibility   for  government   jobs,  and  simply  a  greater  sense  of  well-­‐being  than  blacks.”cxxiii  

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The   Soul   continued.   “As   we   touched   upon   earlier,   Whiteness   has  privileges  that  people  of  color  certainly  do  not  have,  at  least  in  America.  According  to  Carole  Lund  and  Scipio  Colin,  III:”    

                 Those  who  have  white  privilege  have  tremendous                  power;  they  never  have  to  think  about  race  or                  challenge  racism.  The  result  of  white  privilege  is                that  one  has  to  live  by  those  attributes  held  by                  the  privileged;  the  privileged  judge  the  success  or                  failure  of  peoples  of  color.cxxiv      “Damn,   that’s   like  being   in   the  ring  with  someone  and  the  referee   is  

his  cousin,  and  the  three  judges  are  the  Dad,  uncle,  and  brother.  No  way  you   can  win   a   decision,   and   if   you   happen   to   knock   the   guy   out,   they  disqualify  you  for  a  low  blow  or  a  phantom  head  butt,”  I  said,  very  much  aware  of  my  mounting  frustration.  

“Yes,   and   to   compound  matters,   if   you   lay   on   the   ropes,   which   are  synonymous   with   the   fences   we   talked   about   earlier   –   educational,  political,   legal/constitutional,   and   economical   –   you’re   in   a   vulnerable  position  as  well,”  he  said.  

Revisionist    “Let   out   your   emotions,   I’m  here   for   you.  When   you   are   ready,   let’s  

move  on,”  said  the  Soul.  “I   think   I   understand   the   next   tenet.   I   feel   like   we   covered   the  

revisionist   perspective   and   have   been   covering   it   during   this   entire  discussion,”  I  said  rather  quickly,  to  hide  my  emotions.  

“For  example?”  “Well,   let’s   take   for   example   the   grand   slavery   narrative   that   I  

mentioned  earlier.   I   could  only   see   the  good  –   if   there’s   such   a   thing  –  slavery   story.   Yet,   as   we   began   discussing   rape,   torture,   branding,  commodification,  etc.,  it  dawned  upon  me  that  this  was  not  the  sanitized  

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version  any  longer.  It  was  a  version  seen  through  Black  eyes.”    “That’s  a  great  example,”  he  said.    Now  feeling  like  I’m  on  a  roll,  I  said,  “I  also  know  that  we’ve  covered  

property   rights,   though   not   in   much   detail,   but   again,   during   our  discussion  about  commodification,  we  mentioned  the  value  of  slaves  and  the  rights  of  their  owners,  not  only  to  buy  and  sell  them,  but  the  right  to  rape  and  breed  them.  And  of  course  your  presence  here  and  your  ability  to   recall  much  of   the   information   that  has  been   read,   is   a   great  way  of  getting  your  message  across  to  me  in  the  guise  of  storytelling.”  

“That’s   quite   right.   But   the   intent   of   storytelling   is   to   see   how   the  ‘system’  can  take  two  stories,  or  rather  to  see  how  the  system  can  look  at  the   truth,   not   necessarily   just   from   a   legal   viewpoint,   but   the   actors  viewpoints,  particularly  those  of  color,”  he  said.  

“I  have  a  story  I'd  like  to  share  which  I  think  takes  two  different  views  of   the   same  situation  and   the  outcome   for  Blacks,  well...I'll   just   tell   the  story.”  

“Sure.  Let's  hear  it.”  Again,   instead   of   speaking   out   loud,   I   decided   to   internalize   my  

thoughts.  When  I  was  20,  in  my  second  year  in  the  Air  Force,  I  was  stationed  in  

a  most  desolate  place   (for  me),  at  Minot  Air  Force  Base,  North  Dakota.  They  used   to   say,   “Why  Not,  Minot?”  The   response  was   “The  Reason   is  Freezin.”    

Anyway  three  friends  and  I  journeyed  south  and  east  to  Minneapolis,  Minnesota,   to   attend   a   funk   concert.   The   featured   artists   were   Raydio,  The  Ohio  Players,  and  Bootsie  Collins.  The  concert  was  great.  It  ended  in  the  wee  hours  of  the  morning.    

After  the  concert,  we  (Tashaun,  “Doc”  Arnold,  Terry  Prince,  and  me)  ventured  into  St.  Paul,  Minnesota,  to  get  some  food.    

I   recall   stopping   at   a   Jack   in   the   Box   chain   and   ordering   burgers.   I  

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noticed  we  were  the  only  people  in  the  restaurant,  but  hey  it  didn’t  seem  to  matter.   I   remember  getting   this   funny   feeling  when  Tashaun  put  his  afro  pick  in  his  back  pocket  and  covered  it  up  as  we  were  walking  in.  The  night   crew   on   duty   gave   us   this   really   strange   look   that   just   seemed  nervous,  I  shook  it  off  as  being  a  little  paranoid.  We  ordered  our  food,  sat  down,  and  began  to  laugh  and  reminisce  about  the  concert.  

As  we   left   the   restaurant,  we  noticed   four  police   cars   outside   of   the  establishment,   which  made   us   curious.   As   we   walked   towards   our   car,  the   police   shouted   for   us   to   halt.   We   thought   they   were   talking   to  someone  else,  because  we  had  done  nothing  but  have  a  late  night  meal.    

When  I  stepped  off  the  curb  into  the  parking  lot,  an  officer  put  a  gun  to  my  head  and  threatened  to  shoot  if  I  did  not  stop.  Breathing  faster,  I  stopped   and   put   my   hands   over   my   head.   I   could   only   think   of   my  mother.  I  envisioned  her  hysterical  and  in  tears  as  I  lay  in  my  casket,  shot  in  the  head  by  this  police  officer.  How  would  they  explain  this,  what  type  of  cover  up?    

All  this  going  through  my  mind  in  the  split  of  a  second.  Coming   back   to   reality   I   realized   that   Tashaun   had   not   stopped  

walking   toward   the   car,   seemingly   oblivious   to  what  was   happening   to  us.  

I  shouted,  ‘Tashaun,  stop!’  He   finally   noticed   what   was   happening   and   stopped.   The   police  

searched   all   of   us,   and   the   vehicle.   They   found   nothing.  We   explained  that  we  were  active  duty  military  on  vacation,  but   that  did  not  seem  to  matter.    

Finally,  they  were  convinced  that  we  meant  no  harm  and  let  us  go.  As  we   drove   off,   all   were   silently   sharing   the   same   thought.   Here   we   are,  four  Black  men,   serving  our   country,   and  we   cannot   get   any   respect   in  our  own  land,  not  even  at  a  burger  joint.  

“Sorry  about  that,”  said  the  Soul,  who  is  with  me  in  thought  as  well.  

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“So  am  I,”  I  spoke.  “Surely,  our  reality,  our  story,  was  much  different  than  that  which  was  

told   to   the   local  police  officers.  We  know  which  one   they  believed  –  at  least  initially.”  

“Let  us  move  on.”  “Naw,  I  think  I’m  going  to  get  a  drink.  There’s  a  lot  to  think  about.  Is  

that  cool?”  I  asked.    “I  know  what  you  mean.  I’ll  be  back  tomorrow,  you  still  have  a  lot  to  

learn.”  Before  I  headed  downstairs  to  the  hotel  bar  and  restaurant,  I  had  to  sit  

back  and  reflect  on  today’s  events.  I  was  unaware  of  the  magnitude  of  the  psychological   albatross   that   is   racism,   and   its   roots   from   slavery.  Fortunately,   the   Soul   shared   some   ideas   and   knowledge   about   Black  identity   development   (BID)   and   critical   race   theory   (CRT),  which   have  helped  me  make   sense   of   the  world.   The   BID   stages,   basically   from   an  assimilated   Black   man   –   a   Negro   –   through   an   awareness   stage,   rage,  overt  Blackness  to  a  free  willed  and  equal  Black  man,  are  the  theoretical  stages  one  goes  through  from  being  a  ‘boy’  to  a  man.  His  thoughts  on  the  four   fences   (the   system)   –   economic,   education,   legal/criminal   justice,  and   political   –   exposed   by   the   tenets   of   CRT,   is   frightening,   and  unfortunately  it  has  entrapped  and  ensnared  far  too  many  Black  men.    

“Before  you  head  down  to  the  bar,”   interrupted  the  Soul,   “know  that  we  will  be  getting  to  the  core  of  why  I  came  here,  we  are  going  to  begin  talking  in  more  detail  about  mentoring.  We  are  going  to  talk  about  role  models,  and  the  different  types  of  mentoring,  as  well  as  discuss  the  links  between  mentoring  and  adult  education.  I  feel  good  about  where  you  are  at   right   now,   and   I   think   after   tomorrow   you   will   be   prepared   to   talk  about   the   process   of   mentoring.   Our   goal   is   to   help   others   become  mentors   –   activist   mentors   -­‐   adult   Black   men   establishing   and  maintaining  mentor-­‐protégé  relationships.”  

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CHAPTER  3      WHAT  WOULD  CHARLES  BARKLEY  DO?    I  have  wrapped  my  dreams  in  a  silken  cloth,    And  laid  them  away  in  a  box  of  gold;    Where  long  will  cling  the  lips  of  the  moth,    I  have  wrapped  my  dreams  in  a  silken  cloth,  I  hide  no  hate;  I  am  not  even  wroth  Who  found  the  earth's  breath  so  keen  and  cold;  I  have  wrapped  my  dreams  in  a  silken  cloth,  

And  laid  them  away  in  a  box  of  gold.cxxv        It  was  near  that  time  when  class  would  be  dismissing  for  the  evening.  

I  had   just  a   few  minutes   to   touch  base  with  Mack  before  he   left   for  his  home  in  the  suburbs.  I  pulled  out  my  cell  and  gave  him  a  call.  

“Hey  Mack.  It’s  me,  what  are  you  doing  after  class  this  evening?  Still  want  to  have  that  drink?”  

“Yeah  Bro’,”  he  replied.  “OK,  I’ll  see  you  in  the  hotel  bar  in  about  20  minutes,”  I  said.  “Cool.”  I   took   time   out   to   call   my   wife   and   check   up   on  my   two   youngest  

children.  All  was   fine   she   said   and   asked  me   if   all  was  OK  on  my   end.  She’d   thought   she   read   something   in  my   voice   that   was   a   little   out   of  character.   At   first,   I   intended   to   tell   her  my   predicament,   but   thought  better   of   it,   ‘cause   I   did   not   want   her   worrying   needlessly   about  me.   I  

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decided   I   would   wait   for   the   end   of   this   class   session   and   tell   her   all  about   it   on   Monday.   I   made   a   mental   note   to   text   my   three   older  daughters   to   see   how   they   were   doing.   I   gave   her   my   love   and   said  goodbye.  

Mack  was  waiting  for  me  when  I  arrived  at  the  bar.  He  had  ordered  a  beer  and  I  asked  for  a  glass  of  cabernet.  We  began  with  talk  of  the  class  and  how  everyone  wished  that  I  got  well  soon.  We  started  to  talk  about  his  job  and  his  growing  dislike  for  his  work  environment.  He  is  a  trainer  for   a   Fortune   100   company   and  he,   like  myself  was   unknowingly   going  down  the  path  of  middle  class  assimilation.  He  offered,    

“Man,   I   am   getting   frustrated   with   White   folks.   They   talk   about  diversity  but  in  reality  they  only  offer  a  one-­‐time  course  that  purports  to  discuss   the  cultural  differences  between  blacks  and  whites,  but  actually  just  tells  white  people  how  we  are  different  from  them  so  they  can  pat  us  on  the  head  like  little  puppies  to  make  us  feel  better.”    

Thinking  of  my  discussion  with  the  Soul  over  the  last  couple  of  days,  I  asked,  

“Why  did  you  whisper  when  you  talked  about  Black  and  White?  I  no  longer   do   that.”   I   used   a   voice   that  was   strong   and   perhaps   a   little   bit  above   normal   conversational   tone,   because   I   wanted   to   get   my   point  across  to  him.    

Slightly  stunned,  he  answered,    “No  longer  do  what?”  “Use   the   little   ‘b’   and   the   little   ‘w’.   Let   me   explain.   Have   you   ever  

noticed  that  most  of  the  time  when  Black  people  discuss  race,  racism  or  Black   and  White   differences,   they   whisper   (I   said   this   very  meekly   for  emphasis)?   It’s   like  we  are   scared   that   someone   is  going   to  arrest  us  or  something.  Well   that’s  what   you   just   did  when   you   talked   about   racial  issues  at  your  job.”  

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and  we  do  whisper  when  we  talk  about  race.  Man  I  never  really  noticed  that  before.”  

“Well,   now   that   you   know,   what   are   you   going   to   do   about   it?”   I  asked,  smiling  as  well.  

“I’m  gon   speak  up.   I   ain’t   scared   to   talk   about  Black   and  White   and  race  issues,  if  it’s  important  enough  to  talk  about,  then  it’s  worth  talking  about   it   in  a   clear   and  normal  voice,”  he   said,   loud  enough   for   the   two  White  guys  sitting  next  to  us  to  hear.    

We  were  both  feeling  good  about  this  tiny  little  freedom  we  had  just  given  ourselves.  I  then  asked  him  if  he  pointed  to  a  part  of  his  body  when  he   talked  about   race  with  a  Black   friend   in   the  work  place.  He   laughed  and  admitted  that  he  did,  I  told  him  most  of  us  do  the  same.  I  suggested  that  we  should  make  a  pact  and  liberate  our  friends.    

“Let’s  bring  it  out  of  the  closet,  and  put  it  out  there  where  it  belongs.  If   we   Black   folk   and   White   folk   can’t   talk   about   race,   guess   who   is  harmed  in  the  long  run?”  I  said.  

“Sho’  as  hell  not  White  folk!”  he  exclaimed.  We  had  another  drink  and  talked  some  about  our  impending  research  

and   what   types   of   theoretical   frames   and   methodologies   we   would   be  using.  We   then   turned   to  a  discussion  of  married   life,   children  and   the  future  of  Black  men  in  America.    

Finally,  we  parted  ways  and  I  went  upstairs  to  my  room.  I  got  out  of  my  jeans  and  shirt  and  lay  down  for  the  night.  Again,  I  looked  up  at  the  ceiling  and  wondered  about  all  of  the  things  that  had  occurred  with  the  Soul  and  the  others.  I  was  surprised  that  neither  appeared.  I  called  down  for   a   wake-­‐up   at   5   a.m.   so   that   I   could   get   a   workout,   and   went   fast  asleep.    

One  on  One  “Let’s  talk  about  mentoring!”    I  heard  a  voice  command,  and  groggy,   I   glanced  at   the  clock  on   the  

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nightstand,   “Damn,   it’s   just   4  o’clock   in   the  morning!  Dude,   let  me  get  some  sleep,  let’s  discuss  this  a  little  later  OK?”  I  demanded.  

“Let’s   not,”   he   said.   “You   have   to   be   in   class   by   9   a.m.   and   you   can  forget  about  working  out  today,  you’re  in  good  shape.”  

“I   don’t   really   have   much   choice,   do   I?   At   least   let   me   go   to   the  bathroom  and  do  my  thing  before  we  start,  Awright!”  I  screamed.  

Laughing,   the   Soul   said,   “Cool,   but   don’t   stay   long   and   please   don’t  take  the  paper.”  And  he  began  that  Vincent  Price  laugh  again,  you  know  the  one  I’m  talking  about.  

I  freshened  up,  brushed,  showered,  and  tried  to  shake  myself  into  the  mode  of  reality  (my  dream  mode  had  been  pretty  good,  but  I’ll  share  that  later   perhaps).   Anyway,   I   walked   into   the   room   this   time   without   my  towel  –  what’s   the  point?   I  got  dressed   in  a   few  minutes  and  sat  on  the  bed.    

“OK,  let’s  here  it,”  I  said  with  more  than  a  hint  of  sarcasm.  He   began.   “Earlier,   we   defined   mentoring   as   a   one-­‐on-­‐one  

relationship  based  upon  trust,  communication,  respect,  and  commitment  between   two   people   of   similar   racial,   gender,   social,   and   cultural  backgrounds.  The  purpose  of  the  relationship  is  to  educate  and  guide.  It’s  like  an  unwritten  contract  of  sorts,  whereby  the  two  parties  agree  upon  their  roles  in  the  relationship.  The  mentor  provides  motivation,  guidance  and  direction,  based  primarily  on  their  lived  experience  within  the  racial,  gender,  social  and  cultural  setting.  The  protégé  takes  the  role  of  learner,  seeker  of  knowledge,  student  and  interpreter.”    

“It  dawned  upon  me  that  your  definition  makes  the  mentor  sound  like  an  educator.  Are  mentors  considered  educators?”  I  asked.    

“That’s   a   really   good  question.  When   you   think   about   it,   everything  we’ve  discussed  has  been  educational.”  

“True,”  I  said.  “So  my  answer  then  is,  yes,  I  believe  mentors  are  educators.  In  fact,  I’ll  

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go  a  step  further  and  suggest  that  activist  mentors  fall  into  the  category  of  adult  educators,”  said  the  Soul.  

“Explain.”  “Absolutely.   Where   do   I   begin?”   he   said,   simultaneously   talking   to  

himself  and  to  me.  “I   think   I’ll   start   by   telling   you   that   there   are   a   great   number   of  

definitions   for   adult   education,   as   you   would   imagine.   Sean   Courtney  defines  adult  education  as,  ‘an  intervention  into  the  ordinary  business  of  life-­‐-­‐an  intervention  whose  immediate  goal  is  change,  in  knowledge  or  in  competence.   An   adult   educator   is   one,   essentially,   who   is   skilled   at  making  such  interventions.’”cxxvi  

“It  makes  sense  to  me,  but  honestly  it  seems  rather  simplistic,”  I  said.  “Yes.  But   remember   the   concept  of   life   is   free  of   complications,   it   is  

very   simplistic;   it’s   the   living   that   brings   about   the   complications,   the  same  can  be  said  of  knowledge,”  said  the  Soul.  

“What  you  just  said  is  confusing.”  “Think  of  it  this  way,  everyday  you  are  in  the  business  of  life,  correct?”  “Absolutely,”  I  said.  “And  everyday,  you  learn  something  you  didn’t  know  the  day  before,  

no  matter  how  simplistic,  is  that  true?”    “Yes,  that’s  true  as  well.”  “If   that   information   comes   from   a   relationship   you   have   with   an  

activist   mentor,   then   that   person   is   an   adult   educator,   because   the  information  he  is  providing  is  definitely  leading  to  change  in  knowledge,  and  I  would  add  world  view,”  said  the  Soul.  

“I  guess  you  can’t  break  it  down  any  more  than  that,”  I  said.    “Let  us  move  on,”  said  the  Soul.    “Before  we  do  so,  I  have  another  question  regarding  your  definition  of  

mentoring  and  adult  educators.  ”  “Let’s  here  it.”  

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“Your   definitions   suggest   that   all   responsibility   for   learning   is  incumbent   on   the  mentor.   Is   it   solely   a   situation   where   the  mentor   is  giving   and   not   receiving?   I   mean,   can’t   knowledge   be   shared,   as   in  communication,   by   giving   and   receiving?”   I   asked.   Then   continued,  “After  all,   isn’t   reciprocal   teaching  and   learning  one  of   the   fundamental  principles  of  adult  education?”  

“Yes,”   said   the  Soul.   “Your  assumptions  are   correct,  mutual   teaching  and   learning   are   crucial,   if   not   fundamental   to   adult   education.  According   to   Freire,   ‘Education   must   begin   with   the   solution   of   the  teacher-­‐student   contradiction,   by   reconciling   the   poles   of   the  contradiction  that  both  are  simultaneously  teachers  and  students.’cxxvii  In  addition,”  

               Freire  has  examined  the  contradictions  in  the                  relations  between  educators  and  students,  between                  mentors  and  those  who  are  mentored.                  Traditional  pedagogy,  in  the  simplest  terms,  operates                  from  the  position  that  the  teacher  or  mentor  is                  presumed  to  know  and  the  learner  to  “know  not”                  and  therefore  the  teacher  must  transfer  or                  export  knowledge  to  the  learner,  who  “receives”                  learning  in  a  manner  that  denies  the  validity                  of  the  ontological  and  epistemological  productions                  of  the  learner  and  the  learner’s  community.                  This  is  an  authoritarian,  manipulative,                “banking”  pedagogy,  which  negates  the  possibility                  of  democracy  and  distorts  the  lived  experiences                  of  the  learners  who  are  silenced  and  denied  the                  opportunity  to  be  authors  of  their  own                  histories.cxxviii        “In   other   words,   the   last   quote   is   saying   that   mentors   have   a  

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responsibility   to   listen   and   value   the   experiences   of   the   protégé.  When  the  mentor  takes  this  approach  he  not  only  learns  something  more  about  the   protégé,  which   helps   him  become   a   better  mentor,   but   he   learns   a  different  interpretation  of  life,  which  helps  him  become  a  better  person,”  said  the  Soul.    

“Also,  from  a  mentoring  standpoint,  some  suggest  that  burnout  could  

occur   if  mentoring   is   engaged   in   a   teaching   only   capacity.cxxix   Glenn  Omatsu  explains,”  

                 Why  is  it  so  important  to  appreciate  mentoring                  as  both  giving  and  receiving?  Understanding  mentoring                  as  a  reciprocal  process  prevents  burn-­‐out,  a                  common  malady  faced  by  young  activists  and                  mentors.  Those  who  burn  out  are  those  who  see                  their  work  as  mainly  giving  —  whether  in  terms                  of  educating  others  or  organizing  in                  neighborhoods  or  workplaces…  In  their  work  as                  educators,  they  focus  on  all  they  learn  from  those                  they  teach.  In  their  work  as  activists,  they  are  able                  to  identify  all  they  receive  back  from  others  in  the                  years  they  devote  to  organizing  in  communities                  and  workplaces.cxxx      “Does  that  answer  your  question?”    “Yes,  and  then  some.  Thanks.”  “Good,  so  let’s  explore  mentoring  in  a  little  more  detail  so  you’ll  have  

a   broader   background   as   you   build   your   army   of   activist   mentors,”   he  said  with  a  smile  in  his  voice  

“Now,  there  are  primarily  two  types  of  mentoring.  Formal  mentoring,  which  is  arranged  by  or  facilitated  by  parties  other  than  the  mentor  and  mentee   (protégé)   and   informal   mentoring   which   evolve   naturally  between   two   people.cxxxi   Others   have   suggested   that   role   modeling,  

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initially   conceptualized   as   a   facet   of   psychosocial  mentoring,   should  be  

viewed  as  a  third,  separate  mentoring  function.”cxxxii  “Do  you  agree  with  that,  I  mean  the  notion  of  role  modeling  being  a  

third  or  separate  function?”  I  asked.  “I   would   not   agree   with   that   assertion.   First,   let’s   agree   that   a   role  

model   is   a   person   whose   behaviors,   personal   styles,   and   specific  attributes   are   emulated   by   others.cxxxiii   Having   said   that,   I   think   the  absent  piece   in   role  modeling   is   the  one-­‐on-­‐one  connection.  Trust  goes  both  ways   and   typically   the  person   looking  up   to   the   role  model   trusts  that  person,  but   the   role  model  has  no  connection,  no   responsibility   to  reciprocate.  Heck,  he  may  not  even  know  he’s  a  role  model.”    

“Do  you  remember  when  Charles  Barkley  told  the  world  that  he  is  not  a  role  model  and  it  was  up  to  the  parents  to  raise  their  kids?”    

“Yes.   I   remember,   it   was   somewhat   controversial,   though   I   kind   of  agreed  with  him,”  I  said.  

“Well,  he  was  right  and  wrong  at  the  same  time.”    “Explain.”  “I  believe  what  he  was  trying  to  tell  us  is  that  he  is  not  a  mentor,  not  a  

guide,   nor   life   coach.   He   had   not   established   a   relationship   with   your  kids  or  her  kids  or  their  kids.  Parents  and  formal  and   informal  mentors  are   the   people   whose   responsibility   it   is   to   make   those   connections.  However,   where   he   got   it   wrong   is   that   he   certainly   is   a   role  model   –  that's  something  you  don’t  get  to  choose,  instead,  the  person  who  looks  up   to   you  makes   that   choice   –   and  with   that   comes  public   and  private  scrutiny.   However,   it   does   not   mean   a   role   model   like   Barkley   must  establish   a   level   of   trust  with   all  who   look  up   to  him.   It’s   not   possible.  Remember   our   definition,   the   two   parties   in   a   one-­‐on-­‐one   relationship  must   agree   upon   their   roles,  whether   spoken   or   unspoken,  within   that  relationship.”  

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mentors,   if   they  want   the   job.  Gooden’scxxxiv   analysis   of   and   findings  with   regard   to   five   schoolteachers   and   five   ‘street’  men,   found   that   the  role   models   at   home   and   through   fraternal   organizations   had   positive  influences  on  the  participants.”    

“So,  the  main  difference,  then,  is  the  one-­‐on-­‐one  connection  between  mentor  and  protégé,”  I  stated.  

“Correct.”  “I   just  want   to   add   a   few   other   points   on   role  models.   In   Long   and  

Farr,cxxxvi   the   lack   of   positive   role   models   were   influential   in   the  development  of  several  of  the  men  in  their  study  and,  according  to  them,  had   a   negative   impact.   Conversely,   one   of   the   research   participants  claimed   that   his   success   was   due   to   a   loving   environment   at   home,  replete  with  positive  male  (and  female)  role  models.  So,   I  don’t  want  to  discount  the  impact  of  role  modeling  because  it  can  be  a  very  significant  enhancement  to  the  mentoring  process,”  he  said.    

“Where  were  we  .  .  .  oh  formal  and  informal,”  he  said  and  continued.  “Though   there   is   value   in   formal  mentoring,   our   efforts   will   be  mostly  focused   around   informal   mentoring   between   Black   adult   males.  According   to   Bruce   LaVant   et.   al.,   ‘Informal   mentoring   is   an   ad   hoc,  spontaneous  relationship,  established  by  two  or  more  individuals  for  the  benefit  of  those  involved.’”cxxxvii  Let  me  ask  Daniel,  he  prefers  Dan,  to  give  you  a  few  words  on  his  relationship  with  his  mentors  and  how  that  started.”  

“Thanks,   I’m   really   pleased   to   be   part   of   this   discovery,”   Dan   said.  Then  he  began  to  tell  me  about  his  mentors.  

                 I'd  say  one  of  my  first  mentors  in  South  Carolina,                  Reverend  Dr.  Abraham  Paul,  Junior.  Our  relationship                  is  kind  of  very  much  familiar  because  his  late  mother                  used  to  watch  us  as  a  young  kid,  as  a  baby…It  wouldn't    

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             be  until  later  when  I  had  my  family  that,  you                  know,  I  would  come  to  his  church  and  eventually  joined                  his  church.  I  sensed  how  to  conduct  myself  as  a  minister.                  How  to  conduct  myself  as  a  man…  when  it  came  down                  to  church  doctrine,  you  know,  being  there  sound                  in  the  word  of  God.  I  knew  that  I  needed  to  listen  –                  that  I  could  listen  and  hear  the  concerns  of  the                congregation.  It's  really  responsible,  this  pastoring,                  you  know,  your  own  business  is  taken  care  of  when                  it  came  down  to  representing  God.                    And  the  second  person,  this  past  summer,  Dr.  Redmond,                  he  is  a  professor  of  education.  He  is  somebody  that                  I  actively  sought.  I've  talked  with  him  in  depth                with  personal  as  well  as  professional  goals  …to  become                  a  principal.  Actually,  my  goal  is  to  become  -­‐-­‐  work                  on  my  doctorate  as  well.  And  so,  with  that  in  mind,                  I  have,  you  know,  I've  talked  with  him.  I’ve  asked,  is  this                  the  right  move  or  do  I  need  to  wait.  Who  do  I  need  to                  talk  to,  you  know?  What  do  you  think  of                  this  move?  Running  things  past  him.                    And  he’s  been  very  candid.  He’s  been  very  open  in                  regards  to  his  own  personal  life  as  well  as  his                  professional  life,  and  for  that  I  have  a  great                  appreciation.  Because  it’s  made  a  world  of  difference                  to  the  decisions  that  I  will  need  to  make  in  the                  future  and  how  I  need  to  make  them  and,  again,                  I  will  not  hesitate  to  pick  up  the  phone  and  call                  him  and  say,  hey,  Dr.  Redmond,  I’ve  been  hearing                  about  this.  What  do  you  know?                  Or  how  would  I  need  to  approach  this?                So  with  that,  understanding…it’s  very  invaluable.  

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Dan   finished   his   story,   and   his   experience   with   establishing   an  informal  mentoring  relationship  was  certainly  interesting.  I’m  sure  I  will  get   the   opportunity   to   dialogue   with   him   again.   I   finished   reflecting  about  Dan’s  experience  with  establishing  a  mentor  –  protégé  relationship  and  asked  the  Soul,    

“So  why  aren’t  we  looking  at  both  formal  and  informal  mentoring?”  “That’s   another   in   a   long   line   of   good   questions.   In   informal  

relationships,  people  tend  to  look  for  role  models  as  mentors.  Remember  what   Dan   just   said,   'He   is   somebody   that   I   actively   sought.'  They   want  someone  that   looks   like  them,  acts   like  them,  or  has  a  certain  skill   that  they  want  to  emulate.  According  to  David  Thomas,  a  positive  experience  occurs  when   the  protégé   sees   some  of   himself   in   the  mentor.  He   adds,  ‘Close  mentoring  relationships  are  much  more  likely  to  form  when  both  parties   see   parts   of   themselves   in   the   other   person:   the   protégé   sees  

someone  he  wants  to  be  like  in  the  future.’cxxxvThese  are  relationships  that  tend  to  last  because  typically  both  the  mentor  and  protégé  want  to  be   in   the   relationship.   Unfortunately,   there   are   situations   with   formal  mentoring  where  people   are   required   to  be   in   the   relationship  and   that  could   lead  to  discomfort  and  mistrust.  Here’s  what  Catherine  Hansman  says  about  formal  mentoring  relationships:”  

               There  are  downsides  to  formal  mentoring.                  Arranged  mentoring  relationships,  just  like  all                  relationships  or  marriages,  can  be  unsuccessful                  and  fail.  Mentors  and  protégés  might  not  share  enough                  common  interests  to  form  and  maintain  a                  successful  relationship.  What  is  particularly                  problematic,  however,  is  the  way  both  mentors                  and  protégés  may  be  chosen  by  organizations.                  Senior  employees  who  are  asked  to  serve  as  mentors                  to  protégés  may  be  chosen  because  they  best                  represent  corporate  culture  and  dominant  cultural    

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             values.  And  protégés  may  also  be  chosen                  based  on  dominant  culture  within  the                  organization  –  employees  who  are  marginalized                  because  of  race,  gender,  class  or  sexual  orientation                  may  never  have  the  opportunity  to  be  formally  mentored.cxxxviii    “Additionally,  Hansman   suggests   care   be   taken   prior   to   establishing  

formal  mentoring  programs  and  asks   the  key  question,   ‘whose   interests  are   being   served,   the   organization’s,   the   mentors’,   or   the  protégés?’cxxxix   Rain   Newbold-­‐Coco   adds   that   ‘Formal   mentoring  programs   can   fuel   discontent,   anger,   resentment,   and   suspicion   due   to  forced  coupling.’”cxl  

“That  makes   sense.   If   an  organization   requires  mentoring,   it  may  be  difficult  to  get  someone  that  you  connect  with  or  feel  like  they  have  your  best  interests  at  heart,”  I  said.  

“Now  there  is  one  other  type  of  mentoring  which  I  failed  to  mention,  its  peer  mentoring,”  he  said.  

“Warren  Bradencxli  discusses  peer  mentoring  within  the  social  group  of   ‘homies’   in   Chicago.   In   this,   information,   knowledge,   and   the   social  activities   of   caring,   sharing,   etc.   are   shared   within   a   certain   group   of  same  or  similar  aged  and  circumstanced  individuals.”    

“Coinciding   with   these   types   of   mentoring,   Tarek   Grantham   notes  three  types  of  mentoring  programs:  (a)  educational  -­‐  which  is  academic-­‐based  and  focuses  on  improving  achievement  (b)  career  –  centers  on  the  development  of  skills  necessary   to  continue  on  a  particular  career  path,  and   (c)   personal   development   –   focuses   on   personal,   psychological,  

and/or  social  stress  and  provides  guidelines  for  decision  making.”cxlii    I  think  in  Dan’s  case,  his  mentors  seem  to  be  both  career  and  personal  

development  focused,“  I  said.  As  I  said  that,  another  thought  came  racing  to   the   forefront,   like  a  child   in   second  grade  who’s  eager   to  answer   the  

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teacher’s  question,  I  said  to  the  Soul,    “A  thought  just  occurred  to  me.  I  was  thinking  that  maybe  people  are  

in  mentoring  and  guidance  situations  quite  often.”  “Go  on,”  said  the  Soul.  “Well,   think   about   when   we   talked   about   microaggressions.   Those  

small  innuendo’s  and  racially  motivated  remarks  that  serve  as  put  downs  toward  people  of  color.”    

“I  don’t  see  the  connection.”  “Well,  what  if  we  highlighted  the  everyday  occurrences  and  instances  

of   teachable   moments,   rather   mentoring   opportunities   –  micromentoringopportunities,”  I  said  with  excitement.    

“I  see  your  point,”  he  said,  and  continued.  “Glenn  Omatsu,cxliii  talks  about  ‘little  moments’  in  his  discussion  of  mentoring.  He  offers,”  

                             In  our  communities,  mentoring  is  reciprocal  and  not                  one-­‐way  —  i.e.,  mentoring  involves  an  interactive  process                  in  which  both  the  mentor  and  mentee  benefit.  And,                  perhaps  most  important,  mentoring  in  the  real  world                occurs  not  only  in  “big  moments”  but  mainly  in                  “little  moments”  —  i.e.,  as  part  of  our  daily  interactions                  with  others.cxliv      “Exactly!”   I   said   with   excitement.   “Little   moments,   or   rather  

micromentoringopportunities  occur  daily  and   to  echo  Omatsu,  are  most  important  to  the  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship.”    

“How   would   you   define   a   micromentoringopportunity?”   asked   the  Soul.    

“I’d   say   that   a   micromentoringopportunity   is   a   deliberate   or  coincidental   interaction   between   mentor   and   protégé,   where  communication   occurs   about   a   non-­‐prescriptive   event,   and   a   cultural,  racial,   gender   specific,   or   socially   based   opportunity   exists   for   an  

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exchange  of  knowledge  -­‐  teaching  and  learning,”  I  said.    “For   example,   if   I’m   sitting   in   the   house  watching   a   television   show  

with  my  son,  a  micromentoringopportunity  may  arise  if  during  the  show  a  Black  man  is  sentenced  and  incarcerated.  I  might  share  with  my  son  the  disproportionate   sentencing   of   Black   males,   vis-­‐a-­‐vis,   White   males.   I  might  go  on  to  share  with  him  how  racism  plays  a  role  in  these  kinds  of  disparities  in  our  society.”    

“I’m  impressed,”  said  the  Soul.  “I  think  you  are  on  to  something.”    Then,  as  always,  out  of  nowhere  one  of  the  Brothas  began  to  speak.  “Soul,   I  want   to   share  my   story   about  my  mentors,   at   least   the   first  

ones  to  impact  my  life  as  a  young  adult.  Is  that  cool?”  It  was  Rock.  “Hey  Rock,   I’m  very  anxious   to  here  what  you  have   to  say,   let’s  here  

it,”  said  the  Soul.                    I  got  you.  I  graduated  from  Suitland  High  School                  in  Maryland.  The  only  role  model  I  would  say  that  I                  had  at  that  particular  time,  that  kinda  kept  me                  on  a  right  track,  actually,  was  the  barber  in                  my  neighborhood.  His  name  was  Terrell.  And  he                  told  me  I  was  different,  and  he  expected  more  from                  me,  and  he  kinda  pointed  out  some  things  in                  my  thinkin’  that  I  still  use  today  that  made  me                  believe  I  could  do  more  with  my  life,  that  I  don’t                  have  to  succumb  to  what  you  see  around  me.                  I  would  say  it  started  with  that.                  And  one  of  the  most  prominent  things  that  Terrell                  used  to  tell  me  was,  “Do  what  you  wanna  do,  and                  be  who  you  wanna  be  because  you  have  all  the  gifts,                  as  long  as  you  believe  it.”  And  we’re  still  friends  to                  this  day.  So  I  had  to  make  a  decision  in  1989,  when                  I  graduated  high  school.  Now,  you  gotta  understand,                  I  graduated  from  Suitland.  That  would  be  the  DMV    

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             today,  District  of  Columbia,  Maryland,  and                  Northern  Virginia.  That  year  they  had  555                  murders.  I  mean,  kids  would  come  to  homeroom                  and  not  come  back  because  of  the  drugs  and  things.                    And  I  made  a  decision  that  I  had  to  get  away  from                  that.  I  graduated  with  a  3.75  average  out  of  high  school,                  and  I  shoulda  went  straight  to  college,  but  I  chose                  a  different  path.  I  went  into  the  U.S.  Air  Force.                  And  fortunately  enough  it  was  a  life-­‐changing                  experience.  My  first  assignment  I  did  very  well.  It                  was  in  Seoul,  Korea.  I  met  two  guys,  and  I’m  gonna  tell                  you,  they  are  –  the  first  one  that  I  met  was  a  Lincoln                  Saine.      He  was  a  technical  Sergeant  at  that  time.                  He  was  from  Indianapolis,  and  then,  I  met                  another  gentleman  (you).                      And  after  I  left  home,  I  would  say  these  two                  African-­‐American  men  had  the  greatest  impact  on                  my  life.  And  I  say  this  not  because  they  were  in                  a  role  or  capacity  of  leadership,  but  they  were  in  a                  capacity,  to  me,  of  understanding.  I  think  they’ve                  seen  a  lot  of  things.  And  they  saw  a  lot  in  me  that                  they’ve  seen  in  themselves,  and  they  used  to  talk                  to  me  about  what  you  need  to  do  for  the  future.  So                  it  was  –  it  was  interesting  because  I  used  to  get  mad,                  at  ‘em.  They  held  me  to  such  a  high  standard,  I’s  like  –                  “Why  you  so  tough  on  me?”  But  as  I  grew  older,                  I  understood.                      Lincoln  was  my  direct  supervisor.  And  you  know,  he                  made  it  quite  clear  that,  at  this  age,  and  at  this                  career  field,  being  a  weather  forecaster,  your  education                  is  very  important  to  you.  And  I  don’t  know  whether                  I  was  naïve,  gullible,  or  just  knew  what  that  meant    

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             to  me,  but  I  believed  everything  Lincoln  told                  me.  So  much  to  the  point  I  did  anything  he  asked  me                  to  do.      And  I  did  it  out  of  respect  for  him.  And  I  also                  did  it  out  of  –  I  knew  he  had  my  best  interest.                    And  then  you  came  into  the  picture…and  what  I  liked                  about  you,  you  were  very  candid,  you  had  a  high  level                  of  standards,  and  you  expected  the  best  of  everybody.                  And  you  made  me  feel  like  I  could  come  to  you,  and                  talk  to  you  about  a  lot  of  things.  And  I  never  told  you                  this,  but  being  a  young  male,  and  being  18,  it’s                  very  important  that  you  find  someone  older  than  you                  that  looks  like  you,  that  acts  like  you,  that  come  from                  where  you  come  from,  and  have  done  all  the  things                  that  you  wanted  to  do.                      I  loved  y’all  guys,  ‘cause  y’all  talked,  y’all  were  in  college.                  You  were  –  you  had  already  finished  your  degree,  and                  those  are  the  things  that  I  wanted  to  do,  and  you                  really  had  a  tremendous  impact  on  my  life.  From  just                  basic  stuff,  I  remember  you  using  words,  and  I  used                  to  say,  “Let  me  ‘axe’  you  somethin’.”  And  you  would                  say,  “A-­‐X-­‐E  or  A-­‐S-­‐K?”  I  mean,  just  the  little  things                  that  you  did,  and  the  standards  that  you  held                  yourself  to  because  we  were  in  a  career  field                  that  were  mostly  dominated  by  White  males.      “Mmm  hmm,”  I  muttered.  Thinking  to  myself  that  this  visit  with  Rock  

has   reinforced   my   thoughts   about   role   models   and   mentoring.   As   the  Soul  mentioned,  anyone  at  anytime  can  be  a  role  model,  so  it’s  important  to   stay   true   to   your   values.   Listening   to   Rock   recall   virtually  word-­‐for-­‐word  moments   –   perhaps  micromentoringopportunities   –   that   occurred  twenty   years   ago   tells  me   that   those   interactions  were  meaningful   and  provided   a   small   measure   of   change   in   knowledge   and   competence,  

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change   that   he   is   proud   of.   I   didn’t   know   I  was   an   educator,   nor   did   I  expect   to   become   his   mentor;   I   guess   I   was   chosen   for   the   job   and   I  gladly  accepted,  that  unspoken  acceptance  that  is  defined  by  the  Soul.  

Rock  continued.                    Not  females,  white  males,  and  I  knew  we  were                  less  than  ten  percent,  and  it  was  a  standard  that,                  as  African-­‐American  men,  that  I  think  internally,                  we  created  amongst  ourselves  that  we  expected                  excellence.  I’ll  never  forget  you  tellin’  me,  you                  laid  my  career  out  for  me,  and  you  don’t  even                  realize  it.  Well,  if  you  wanna  five  EPR                  (performance  report),  you  need  to  get  your                  education,  you  need  to  get  done  with  all  your  career                  development  courses,  and  more  importantly,                  you  need  to  stay  in  school.”  And  that’s  somethin’  –  had                  I  not  heard  that  from  you  –  and  Lincoln,  who                  knows  what  I  would’ve  done  because  when  I  look                  at  the  majority  of  my  peers  that  I  was  comin’  up                  with  through  the  ranks,  they  ran,  and  they  played,                  and  I  had  my  fun,  but  I  always  knew  I  had  to  do  more.                      It  was  expected  upon  me,  and  then  the  nights                  where  I  felt  like  I  was  at  my  best,  you  all  made                  me  feel  like  there  was  a  level  of  comfort,  where                  I  could  come  and  talk  to  you  about  my                  insecurities,  my  weaknesses,  my  goals,  my  dreams,                  even  as  far  as  dating  other  women.  I’ll  never                  forget  tellin’  y’all,  “I  think  I’m  in  love.”  And  you                  looked  at  me,  “You  what?”  I  giggled.  “Well,  tell  me                  about  this  woman.”                      And  then,  I  told  you  about  her,  and  then  I  introduced                  you  to  her...just  the  things  that  you  all  taught    

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             me,  you  know,  and  I  felt  like,  being  a  male,  especially                  being  Black,  you  all  had  my  best  interests.  And  I  think,                  for  any  young  African-­‐American  male,  the                  thing  that  they  need  to  get  to  the  next  level  is  to                  know  somebody  that’s  been  there,  that  really  cares                  about  what  they  wanna  do,  and  kinda  guide  them                  along  the  way.                    So  I  would  say,  at  the  age  18,  you  and  Lincoln  were                  my  first  prominent  role  models  and  mentors  in                  my  life.  From  being  a  man,  from  excelling                  academically,  from  being  a  standard  of  excellence                  in  the  military,  from  understanding  what  teamwork                  was  all  about,  from  service  before  self,  from                  “Look,  you  young,  havin’  a  good  time,  you’re  gonna                  make  some  mistakes,  but  treat  people  right.”  Y’all                  taught  me  all  those  things.                      Subliminally,  I  don’t  know  if  you’ve  realized  it,  but  to                  me,  I  was  seeking  that  because  here  I  was,  in                  Seoul,  Korea,  you  know,  really  with  –  wondering                  what  –  why  my  biological  father  wasn’t                  there,  understanding  that  my  stepfather  had  my                  back,  but  just  lookin’  for  someone  like  myself                  that  could  help  me  be  who  I  wanted  to  become.      “So  what  do  you  think  about  that?”    “About  Rock’s  story?”  I  asked.  “Yes.  Did  you  know  at  the  time  you  would  make  a  lifelong  impression  

on  him,  that  you  were  a  mentor?”    “No,  actually  I  did  not.  I  was  doing  what  I  would  expect  any  Brotha  to  

do.  He  was  a  young  man  with  a  load  of  talent,  personality,  and  intellect.  My  role  was  merely  to  channel  that  in  a  positive  direction.  The  truth  be  told,  I  really  cared  for  him  and  his  outcome  in  life  and  it  seems  to  have  

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paid   off.   I   guess   this   was   a   true   informal   mentoring   relationship,   and  given  your  definition  I  guess  I  am  or  at  least  was  a  mentor,”  I  said,  feeling  suddenly  proud  of  my  impact  with  Rock.    

“Hey,  I  think  you  did  a  good  job,”  said  the  Soul.  Getting  somewhat  emotional   in  my  reflective  state,   I  wavered  a   little  

and  responded  by  simply  saying,  “Thanks.”    “Perhaps  he  saw  you  as  a  role  model  and  wanted  to  emulate  you.”  “I   think   that   is   true.   I   know   I   saw   some   of   me   in   him   and   that’s  

another   reason   I   was   so   intent   on   getting   into   that   relationship.   And  make  no  mistake,  mentoring  is  a  relationship,”  I  said.  

Standards  of  Conduct  “Let  us  move  on,”  he  said.  “A  thread  common  to  several  studies   I’ve  read   is   that  mentoring   is  a  

process  that  can  be  used  to  enrich  the  lives  of  Black  males  regardless  of  whether   it’s   in   a   formal   or   informal   setting.cxlv   However,   Winston  

Goodencxlvi   adds   that   not   all   mentoring   relationships   are   positive.  When  recounting  the  story  of  one  of  his  research  participants,   'Roland,'  Gooden  describes   the  way  Roland's   emulation  of  his   role  model,   a   self-­‐made  truck  owner  who  was  also  a  notorious  gambler  and  fighter,  got  him  in  serious  trouble.”  

“But,  as  you  said,  a  role  model  is  not  necessarily  a  mentor,”  I  added.    “Yes,   that’s   correct.   Roland   might   have   wanted   to   emulate   his   role  

model  without  any  significant  feedback,”  he  responded.    “I  guess  one  of  the  issues  we  will  face  is  a  lack  of  positive  adult  Black  

males  to  serve  as  mentors,”  I  said.  “Why   would   you   say   that?   I   mean,   what   makes   you   believe   that’s  

true?”    “Well,  one  thing  I  know  is  true  is  that  we  have  a  high  number  of  Black  

men   incarcerated,   given   that   sad   situation,   the   fence   gets   closer   and  closer,  and  the  pool  of  mentors  obviously  shrinks,”  I  said.    

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“That’s  true  if  we  were  only  looking  for  quantity.  But  I  think  that  the  very  reason  this  situation  exists,  the  reason  that  Black  men  are  squeezed  into   the   criminal   justice   system,   is   not   because   we   lack   numbers,   it's  because  we  lack  a  message  and  a  focus.  We  lack  standards,”  he  said.  

“What  kind  of  standards?”  I  asked.  “Well,  as  I  mentioned  yesterday,  I  think  we  need  to  focus  on  who  we  

are  and  who  we  are  becoming.  To  get  to  know  who  we  are,  we  must  first  look   within   and   ensure   that   we   are   not   in   the   pre-­‐encounter   stage   of  Nigrescence.  To  find  out  who  we  are  becoming,  we  have  to  transition  to  the   internalization-­‐commitment   stage,   since  not  only  will   that   allow  us  to  find  out  who  we  are  becoming,  but  it  will  also  allow  us  to  ‘become’.”    

“In   other   words,   ensure   that   Black  men   understand   their   history   in  America,   not   the   sanitized   version,   but   the   realities   of   the   horrors   of  living  in  America,  the  degradation,  the  oppression,  the  White  supremacy  and   racism.  Those   things   are   important   to  understand,   and   it   gives   the  Black   man   a   baseline   for   consideration   so   that   he   won’t   let   these  injustices   continue.   It   puts   the   onus   on   him   to   stand   up   to  microaggressions   and   institutional   racism.   That,   in   turn,   shows   the  protégé  that  the  mentor  is  willing  to  do  what’s  right  to  protect  the  high  self-­‐esteem   and   culture   he   has   carved   out   despite   overwhelming   odds  against  him,”  said  the  Soul.  

“Become  an  activist  mentor,”  I  said.    “Yes!”  “Remember  when  you  worked  for  that  university  in  southeast  Virginia  

a  couple  of  years  ago?”  “Yes,  of  course,”  I  replied.  “Well,  you  must  remember,  despite  the  short  time  you  worked  there,  

you  made  a  commitment  to  fight  just  the  minor  hints  of  institutionalized  racism.  Think  about  it,”  he  said.  

I  reflected  back  on  my  days  with  the  university.  Though  short-­‐lived,  I  

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recalled  how  I  had  three  employees  under  my  direction.  One  employee,  a  White   woman,was   in   charge   of   managing   budget,   payroll,   and   other  human  resources  functions  within  our  division,  and  she  worked  directly  under   my   supervision.   There   were   two   Black   women   whom   she  supervised.  I  remember  how  odd  it  seemed  to  me  that  we  had  two  empty  offices  in  our  wing  and  yet  the  two  Black  women  had  to  share  an  office,  while   most   everyone   else   in   the   building,   other   than   the   mailroom  supervisor,  who  also  was  Black,  had  separate  office  space.  

When   I   asked  my   direct   report   if   she  would  move   one   of   the   Black  women  into  an  empty  office,  she  replied  she  was  holding  the  office  for  an  assistant  that  she  was  going  to  hire  and  had  included  the  position  in  the  annual   budget.   During   the   next   weekly   staff   meeting   I   brought   the  situation  up   to   the  management   team.   It  didn’t  get  much  play   initially;  however,  my   direct   supervisor   promised   that   she  would   keep   it   on   the  agenda.  

Meanwhile,  one  of   the  Black  women  pressed  me   for  an  answer  as   to  why  the  situation  continued  to  occur.  I  assured  her  that  it  was  a  process  and  that  I  was  doing  what  I  could  to  make  some  changes.  Institutionally,  I  recognized  that  as  a  new  kid  on  the  block,  I  did  not  have  much  power,  and  I  did  not  want  to  seem  like  I  was  immediately  taking  the  side  of  the  Black  women  over  my  White  direct  report.  In  fact,  I  tried  to  get  my  direct  report   to   ‘see’   how   her   continued   insistence   on  maintaining   an   empty  office   was   impacting   her   co-­‐workers.   But,   of   course,   she   could   not   see  because  perhaps   the   two  workers  were   invisible   to  her,  or  at   least   their  needs  were  invisible.    

Finally,   after   several  months   had   elapsed,   I   could   no   longer   see   the  value  of  holding   an   empty  office   space   for   a   ‘future’   employee.  Besides,  economic   downturns   had   all   but   derailed   any   notion   of   a   future  employee.   I  sat   in  the  management  meeting  and  asked  that  this  change  be  made  immediately  and  that  I  wanted  the  support  of  the  management  

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team.   My   supervisor   granted   me   the   permission   to   make   the   change.  Coincidentally,   during   the   next   management   meeting,   the   team   was  informed   that   the   university   was   asking   all   divisions   to   evaluate   office  arrangements   because   several   situations   were   in   place   where   Black  employees  were  housed  together  in  the  same  office,  where  empty  offices  were  present.  If  it  walks  like  a  duck…..  

When   that   point   was   brought   up,   I   mentioned   that   our   mailroom  supervisor   did   not   have   his   own   space,   when   there  were   at   least   three  empty   rooms   in   his  wing.   Suffice   it   to   say,   the   senior   of   the   two  Black  women   was  moved   to   the   empty   office   space   and   the   Black  mailroom  supervisor  was  given  his  own  space.  I  recalled  how  proud  they  were  that  someone,   a   Black   man,   had   fought   to   give   them   the   resources   they  deserved,   resources   that   helped   them   be   better   able   to   perform   their  jobs,  but  more  importantly,  to  show  that  institutional  racism,  no  matter  how   seemingly   unintentional,   can   and   will   be   fought   wherever   and  whenever   it   exists.  As  an  aside,   I   recall   talking  about   the   situation  with  them  specifically  using  a  ‘big  B’  and  ‘big  R.’  I  was  growing  all  along.    

“What  you  did  was  part  of  a  standard  that  you  have,  that  we  all  need,  to  make  sure  that  we  don’t  let  these  types  of  situations  go  unchallenged,”  he  said.  

“Was  that  an  example  of  activist  mentoring?”  I  asked.  “No.   You   weren’t   in   a   committed   mentoring   relationship.   It   spoke  

more   about   your   standards   and   values.   Nevertheless,   it   was   the   right  thing  to  do.”  

“Thanks.  But  at  the  time  I  was  not  really  thinking  about  standards  or  anything   like   that.   It  was   really   the   look   that   the   Sistahs   gave  me,   that  look   that   Black   women   give   you   that   say’s   ‘OK,   this   is   what’s   up,   now  what  are  going  to  do  about  it.’  Not  in  a  controlling  kind  of  way,  but  in  a  way  that  challenges  a  Brotha  to  step  up  and  be  who  he  is  meant  to  be…a  man.”  

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“Yes,”   he   said,   and   continued,   “whether   intentional   or   not   the   end  result   was   that   you   were   in   a   position   to   confront   racism   in   the  workplace  and  you  chose  to  fight.  One  small  step  for  Black  man  kind.”  

“Well  let’s  leap  forward.”  I  said.    “OK,”  he  said.  “Check  this  out  from  David  Thomas.”       In  the  United  States,  feelings  of  racial  identity  shape  

  unconscious  fantasies  and  fears  very  powerfully.       Just  as  superior  and  subordinate  can  enact  the       unconsciously  experienced  dynamics  of  a  parent  and       child,  whites  and  blacks  can  enact  the  history       of  race  relations,  with  all  its  difficulty  and  promise,       in  their  everyday  interaction,  in  the  micro-­‐dynamics  of  

  supervision  and  mentoring,  and  in  career  planning.cxlvii      “That  is  a  timely  quote,  given  the  story  I  just  shared.  But  how  are  the  

two   connected?   I  mean,   what   does   having   standards   and   that   Thomas  quote  have   in  common,  and  what  does   it  have  to  do  with  mentoring  as  we’ve  been  discussing  it?”  I  asked.    

“I  see,  you  want  me  to  connect  the  dots.  I  understand,”  said  the  Soul.  “Here’s   the   deal,”   he   said,   “considering   our   mentoring   definition,  

understand  that   it’s  basis   is,   in  fact,  grounded  in  how  we  see  the  world.  Black  identity  development  (BID)  and  critical  race  theory  (CRT)  are  our  windows  to  the  world.  They  make  sense  of  the  world  for  us.  With  respect  to  BID,  if  you  don’t  know  who  you  are  and  how  you  got  there,  you’re  lost  and  confused.  It  would  not  occur  to  you  that  the  Black  man  continues  to  suffer   from   the   psychological   scars   of   slavery   and  White   superiority   –  that’s  his  baggage.  BID  speaks  to  the  internal.  CRT  helps  you  understand  those  daily  injustices,  the  proliferation  of  European  –  White  –  values  and  culture,   hegemony   and   the   constitutional   hypocrisy   that   is   America.   It  allows  you   to  make  sense  of   the  permanence  of   racism.   It's   focus   is   the  external.  Together,   they  help  you  construct  a  wiser  and  more  grounded  

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‘You!’”    “Standards,  then,  are  the  values  that  you  project  onto  and  imbue  into  

your   protégé.  Without   standards,   there   really   is   no  mentoring;   it’s   just  the  mindless   transmission   of   European   culture,   a   vessel   for   hegemony.  Remember   your   definition   of  micromentoringopportunity?  The   example  that   you   gave   was   providing   your   son   with   information   related   to   the  incarceration   of   Black  males.   Guess   what?   Had   you   told   your   son   that  Black  men  need  to  get  their  stuff  together  and  not  allow  themselves  to  be  victims  of  the  system,  without  sharing  information  relevant  to  injustices  bestowed   upon   the   Black   man,   then   you   could   have   been   any   White  male,  sitting  in  any  living  room  in  America,  talking  about  a  Black  man.”    

“As  for  the  Thomas  quote,   it   links  the  idea  of  having  a  standard  –  to  stand   for   something   –   with   daily   Black   and   White   relations   in   the  workplace,  and  how  having  a  standard  frees  the  Black  man  from  running  away  from  those  daily  tensions  and  liberates  him  to  standup  for  himself  and   his   Brothas   and   Sistahs.   Thus,   your   stance   at   that   University   was  being  watched  and  viewed  by  your  Black  Brothas  and  Sistahs,  you  were,  are,   and   will   always   be   a   role   model,   and   if   the   right   situation   comes  along  you  will  again  be  a  mentor.”    

“Dots  connected?”  he  asked.  “I  am  right  on  track  with  you,  and  thanks.”    “Let’s  wrap  up  our  discussion  about  mentoring.  I  have  just  one  more  

point   to   address   and   then   I  will   ask   the  Brothas   to   share  more  of   their  stories   for   you,   so   that   you   can   get   a   feel   for  how   they   connected  with  mentors.”  

“Looking  forward,”  I  said.  I  was  feeling  excited  about  finally  getting  a  chance  to  go  one-­‐on-­‐one  with  the  Brothas.    

“OK,  so  Vernon  Smith  notes  that  a  lack  of  Black  males  participating  as  mentors,  led  to  the  use  of  group  mentoring  in  lieu  of  the  preferred  one-­‐on-­‐one  mentoring.cxlviii  This   is   not  how   I  would  want   things   to  work  

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out  in  the  long  run,  but  it’s  better  to  start  with  something  positive  than  to  be  content  with  the  alternative.”  

At  that  point  the  Soul  had  finished  our  discussion  on  mentoring.    Before  we  moved  on,  I  reflected  back  on  what  I  had  just  learned  from  

the   Soul   and   thought   back   to   interludes   from   some   of   the   ‘Brothas’.  Mentoring   is   really   a   relationship,   one   that   is   no   less   as   deep   and  intimate  as  any  other  relationship  whether  siblings,  lovers,  father-­‐son,  or  best  friends.  Mentors  are  more  than  just  professional  guides,  life  coaches,  wise   sages,   they   are   all   of   the   above,   and   most   important   they   are  educators.   Yet   their   experiences   alone   should   not   overshadow   and  dominate  their  protégés,  since  each  has  a  viable  and  valuable  role  in  the  relationship.  Mentoring  as  a  verb  occurs  daily,  and  the  opportunities  that  exist  are   sometimes   ‘big’  and  prescribed,  but  more  often   they  are   ‘little’  and  spontaneous,  micromentoringopportunities.  There  are  different  types  of   mentors   that   perform   different   functions,   but   what   seems   to   work  best,   are   the   informal   relationships,   those   that   develop   organically  between  mentor  and  protégé.  Role  models  are  mentors   in  waiting,  and,  in   a   sense,   all   of  us-­‐-­‐   everyone-­‐-­‐is   a  potential   role  model,  which  means  that  we  should  be  conscious  of  what  we  do  and  how  we  carry  ourselves.  Black  men  in  particular,  given  the  challenging  socio-­‐psychological  issues    faced  on  a  daily  basis,  must  be  especially  aware  of  their  demeanor.  They  must   stay   strong,   vigilant,   and   raise   themselves   to   a   high   standard,  whether  that’s  in  the  home,  the  work  place,  or  in  a  general  public  setting.    

“Let  us  move  on,”  I  heard  the  Soul’s  voice  echoing  from  somewhere  that  seemed  far  away.  

 

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CHAPTER  4    WHAT’S  YOUR  STORY?    I  am  not  a  potentiality  of  something;  I  am  fully  what  I  am.  I  do  not  have  to  look  for  the  uni-­‐  versal.  There’s  no  room  for  probability  inside  me.  My  black  consciousness  does  not  claim  to  be  a  loss.  It  is.  It  merges  with  itself.cxlix      “OK,  it’s  time  to  start  finding  out  more  from  our  friends.  You  know,  

about  their  experiences  with  mentoring,  racism,  just  about  life  in  general.  Remember:  Ask  questions  that  will  help  you  find  out  about  who  they  are  and  try  not  to  ask  closed-­‐ended  questions.  Just  talk.”  

“Why  is  it  so  important  to  hear  their  stories,  I  mean,  why  not  just  tell  me  about  them?  I'm  sure  I  could  get  a  sense  for  who  they  are  and  what  they  believe  in  just  from  your  descriptions,”  I  said.  

“It  sounds  to  me  as  if  you  are  just  lazy  at  this  point.  But  I  will  indulge  you,”  he  said,  sounding  somewhat  disappointed.  

“We  want  to  hear  their  stories  because  it  is  their  experiences  that  are  important.   How   are   we   going   to   gather   information   related   to   our  guiding  questions  if  we  don’t  ask  them  about  their  experiences,  not  just  my   interpretation   of   their   experiences?   Certainly,   we   will   look   at   the  culmination   of   all   of   their   stories,   and   find   out   more   about   them   as  individuals  and  as  a  collective,  and  we  will  share  that  with  our  audience.  It’s  called  narrative  inquiry,  but  you  know  this  from  your  studies.”    

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or   rather   relationship   between   the   lived   experiences   of   individuals   and  narrative  inquiry  as,  ‘How  individuals  recount  their  histories  –  what  they  emphasize   and   omit,   their   stance   as   protagonists   or   victims,   the  relationships   the   story   establishes   between   teller   and   audience   –   all  shape  what  individuals  can  claim  of  their  own  lives.  Personal  stories  are  not  merely  a  way  of  telling  someone  (or  oneself)  about  one’s  life;  they  are  

the  means  by  which  identities  may  be  fashioned.’”cl    “Yes,   I   understand,   but   isn’t   there   a   danger   in   the   telling   of   these  

stories  and  in  the  analysis?”  I  asked.  “Like  what?”    “Well,   like   the   notion   that   people   sometimes   tell   stories   a   little  

different  each  time  they  tell  it.  Or,  they  may  make  themselves  out  to  be  more  than  they  are;  you  know  the  ‘superman’  syndrome.  In  other  words,  how  do  I  know  it’s  the  truth?”  I  said.  

“I  understand  what  you  mean,  and  your  concerns  are  valid.  However,  as   suggested   by   Leonard   Webster   and   Patricie   Mertova,   ‘narrative  research  does  not  claim  to  represent  the  exact  “truth,”  but  rather  aims  for  “verisimilitude”   –   that   the   results   have   the   appearance   of   truth   or  reality.’cli   This   is   shared   by  Donald   Polkinghorne   who   points   out   that  the   aim   of   human   sciences   should   be   to   produce   results,   which   are  ‘believable’   and   ‘verisimilar’.clii   And   rest   assured,   these   stories   are  certainly  believable.”  

“I  guess  I’m  just  going  to  miss  the  entire  weekend  at  school,”  I  said  to  the  Soul.    

“Yes,   but   if   the   whole   point   of   going   to   school,   at   least   in   your  program,  is  to  gain  knowledge,  what  better  epistemological  construct  can  you   have   than   what’s   being   played   out   here?   Before   you   ask   for  clarification,   I’ll   just   share  with   you   the   definition   of   epistemology:   the  study  or  a  theory  of  the  nature  and  grounds  of  knowledge  especially  with  reference  to  its  limits  and  validity.”cliii    

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So  it  began,  my  conversations  with  five  men  of  African  heritage  –  all  whom   I   consider   Black,   in   ages   ranging   from   their   20’s   to   their   50’s.   I  could   not   see   them,   so   the   Soul   was   kind   enough   to   give  me   physical  descriptions.  Several  of  them  have  already  provided  opinions  on  matters  related  to  race,  ethnicity,  and  mentoring.    

One   thing   I   noticed   from   the   Souls’s   description,   all  were   brown   or  dark   brown   skinned   in   complexion.   I   wondered   why   the   Soul   did   not  choose  any  light-­‐skinned  Black  males,  which  I  believe  would  have  given  me  a  much  more  diverse  set  of  experiences.  The  same  can  be  said  of  age,  I  think  he  could  have  provided  me  with  someone  in  their  60’s  or  beyond,  who  actually  experienced,  as  an  adult,  the  pre-­‐Civil  Rights  era,  and  could  comment  on  the  psychological  condition  of  himself  and  his  community.  It   should   also  be  pointed  out   that  none  of   the  participants   are  women,  nor  are  any  of   them  openly  gay,  bisexual,  or   transgender,  and  given  his  interest   in   teaching   me   about   mentoring   relationships   between   adult  Black   males,   that   makes   sense.   While   these   factors   are   somewhat  limiting,   I  believe  the   individuals  he  has  asked  to  speak  with  me  offer  a  rich   and   wide-­‐ranging   base   of   experience   rooted   in   their   education,  career,  economic,  and  religious  beliefs.    

Rock  “It’s   been   a   while   since   we   last   broke   bread   together.   How   is   your  

family?”  I  asked.    “They  are  fine.  I  have  two  sons  and,  of  course,  you  know  my  beautiful  

wife  Deidra,  she  is  still  fine!”  he  said,  with  a  nice  hearty  laugh.    “Rock,   tell   me   a   little   about   your   family,   your   roots,   if   you   don’t  

mind,”  I  asked.                  I  gotcha.  I’d  like  to  start  with  sayin’  this:  who  I  am                  today  is  a  sum  total  of  my  thoughts,  and  a  collaboration                  of  all  the  mentorship  that  I’ve  had  along  my  life.    

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             My  life  has  been  a  tremendous  journey.                  I  wouldn’t  trade  it  for  anything.  There’s  things                  that’ve  affected  me  positively,  things  that  I  wish  I                  coulda  changed,  but  you  know,                  it  is  what  it  is,  so  I’ll  start  out  with  my  life.                  My  mother,  my  mother’s  name  is  Naomi.  Besides  my                  wife,she  is  the  most  prominent  individual  on  this                  Earth  that  has  affected  my  life.  And  I  pretty  much                  grew  up  most  of  my  years,  with  my  mother  as                  a  single  parent.  I  do  have  a  biological  father  whom                  I’ve  only  met  once,  at  age  14.  My  stepfather                  was  in  my  life,  who  my  mom  married  when  I  was                  about  age  3.  They  separated  probably  by  the  time  I                  was  age  4,  but  he  was  around  at  age  10  or  11,  but  he                  became  a  significant  role  model  in  my  life.  When                  I  really  needed  it,  probably  around  age  14  until  I                  graduated  high  school.                    But  there  was  a  huge  absence  of  a  father,  so  to  fill  that                  gap,  I  had  uncles.  My  mother  comes  from  a  family  of                  eleven  kids  –  six  boys  –  six  girls,  five  boys,  so  I  did                  have  them  –  I  did  have  an  uncle  around.  My  uncle  Jim,                  my  uncle  Steve,  my  uncle  Carlos  were  the  uncles  that                  lived  in  Virginia  that  mentored  me  and  helped                  along  the  way.  But  predominantly,  my  mother                  was  the  one  who  raised  me.  That  –  if  I  had  to  say,                  the  one  person  that  had  the  most  affect  on  my  life,  and                  my  childhood,  would  be  my  mom.                    She  had  three  boys.  We  were  three  children  by                  three  different  fathers.  I  met  my  father  one                  time  –  my  biological  father  –  at  age  14,  whom  I  –  I                  really  didn’t  know  who  he  –  I  did  not  know  who                  my  real  father  was  until  I  was  age  about  10.  And    

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             ironically,  the  whole  town  knew  who  my  dad  was,                  but  me.  I  found  out  who  my  real  father  was                  through  an  argument  with  my  younger  brother,                  Greg,  who’s  three  years  younger  than                  I,  and  then,  I  have  another  brother,  Wesley,                  who’s  younger  –  15  years  younger  than  myself.                    And  my  brother  and  I,  one  day,  basically  was                  in  an  argument.  And  I  was  like,  ‘I’m  gonna                  tell  Daddy,’  ‘cause  my  Dad  was  his  Dad,  whom  I                  thought.  And  he  was  like,  ‘Well,  you                  know  what?  That  ain’t  your  damn  Daddy.’  I’s  like,                  ‘What  the  hell  you  talkin  about?’  ‘Your  Daddy                  name  Ike  Hampton.’  I’s  like,  ‘Who  the  hell  is                  Ike  Hampton?’”                    And  you  know,  I  had  to  ask  my  mother,  and  she                  told  me.  And  from  that  day  forward,  I  would  probably                  say  I’ve  been  on  a  quest  all  my  life  to  figure  out  who                  this  gentleman  was,  but  as  I  became  an  adult,  and                  other  people  fulfilled  those  roles  in  my  life,  I  think                  my  quest  for  him  kinda  subsided.  But  as  I  became  a                  man,  and  got  married,  the  significance  of                  having  a  father  in  your  life,  throughout  your  life,                  became  even  greater  because  I’m  a  guy  that’s  –  I  would                  say  I’m  successful,  and  I’m  blessed.                  And  God  has  done  a  wonderful  job  with  me,  but  one                  of  the  things  I  could  say  that  I  miss  the  most,  for  my                  kids,  is  that  they  don’t  ask  where  their  grandfather  is.                  So  me  growing  up  with  that  period  of  time,  without                  a  father,  really  is  affected  me  as  a  individual.  It’s  moved                  on  to  the  next  generation  because  my  children  don’t                  have  what  you  would  call  that  secondary  role                  model.  I’m  their  primary,  but  I  think  there’s    

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             always  someone  greater  than  you  that  has  more                  experience  that  could  affect  your  kids  in  ways  that                  you  don’t  know.  And  that’s  one  of  the  things  that  I  miss.                      So  that’s  kinda  like  my  story.  I  think  that  my  mother                  did  a  –  such  a  great  job  with  me  that  she  didn’t  allow                  me  to  succumb  to  the  absence  of  that  role  model.                  She  exposed  me  to  other  prominent  men  like  my                  uncles,  and  things  like  that  that  allowed  me  to                  believe  in  myself,  as  opposed  –  and  in  addition  to  what                  she  instilled  on  me.                    And  my  mother,  I  could  still  hear  her  today,  ringing  in                  my  ear,  “You’re  young.  You’re  gifted,  and  you’re  Black.                  You  got  to  do  twice  as  much  as  they  do  to  be  the  same  –  to                  have  the  same  level  of  success.                  Don’t  go  out  and  have  kids  at  an  early  age.”  I  can                  remember  sneakin’  and  being  with  girls,  and  my                  mother  in  my  left  ear,  and  the  beautiful                  girl  in  my  right  ear,  and  vice  versa.  And  so,                  she’s  my  everything.                    I  would  say  that  because  she  made  me  believe  in                  myself,  and  she  put  people  around  me  that  helped                  believe  in  me,  I  grew  up  expecting  that.  So  I                  don’t  take  mentorship  for  African-­‐American                  males  very  lightly.  I  think  that  it’s  the  one  thing                  that  we  need  to  get  better  at  to  the  next  generation.                    Mother  set  a  standard  for  me,  and  if  I  didn’t  do  it,                  she  made  me  feel  like,  you  know,  I  had  to  answer                  to  the  community,  to  my  uncles,  to  my  neighbors,                  to  my  stepfather,  to  my  grandparents  –  who’s                  on  the  stepfather’s  side  of  the  family  that,  you                  know  –  if  you  got  a  bad  grade,  it  just  wasn’t  in  your    

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             house.  It  went  down  the  street.                  It  went  across  the  telephone.  It  went  to  everybody.                  So  I’m  blessed  to  have  that  in  my  life.    “Thanks  man,”  I  said.  I  noticed  that  Rock  had  used  the  term  standard  

in   his   last   sentence.   Not   only   did   his   mother   instill   in   him   a   sense   of  aspiring  to  a  high  standard,  but  so  did  his  extended  family,  his  village  if  you   will.   I   recall   how   often   he   referred   to   the   term   in   his   earlier  conversation  about  his  mentors,  “So  it  was  –   it  was   interesting  because  I  used   to   get  mad,   at   ‘em.  They  held  me   to   such  a  high   standard,   I’s   like   -­‐  'Why  you  so  tough  on  me?'  But  as  I  grew  older,  I  understood.”    

For  him,  it  seems  that  part  of  his  foundation  as  a  Black  man  is  based  upon   his   perception   of   having   a   high   standard.   Remembering   my  discussion  with  the  Soul  on  this  subject,  I’m  not  surprised  that  Rock  has  such  high  standards,  or  expectations,  given  his  high  sense  of  self-­‐worth,  his   positive   self-­‐image,   his   internal   locus   of   control.   I   also   noticed   his  thoughts  about  his  secondary  role  model,  his  missing  father  and  how  this  sense  of  deep  reflection  dominates  his  conversation.    

I  wanted  to  know  more,  so  I  asked  the  Soul  to  call  upon  Rock.    “No,   why   don’t   you   call   upon   Rock,”   the   Soul   said.   “If   you   want   to  

know  more,  just  ask.”  With  that  I  felt  somewhat  empowered  and  asked,  “Rock,  you  seem  to  

be  very  comfortable  with  your  sense  of  self,  can  you  tell  me  more?”                  Yeah.  Me,  I  am  who  I  am.  I  think  I’m  a                  well-­‐rounded  individual  as  well  because  of  my                  military  experience,  the  schools  that  I  went  to.                  I’ve  been  exposed  to  a  lot  of  different  things,  so  that                  gives  me  a  lot  of  comfort.  I  like  being  around  a                  lot  of  diversity.  If  I’m  in  a  room  full  of  White  people,                  it  doesn’t  bother  me.    

 

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             And  I  think  the  main  thing  is  I’m  comfortable  with                  who  I  am,  and  I  also  carry  who  we  are  as  a  people                  very  high.  So  who  am  I,  to  not  be  who  I  am  around                  them  and  represent  us  in  a  positive  light  because  I                  know  for  a  fact  that  they  think  of  us  in  a  different                  way.  So  every  chance  I  get  to  prove  that  Black                  men  are  positive,  Black  men  are  great  fathers,                  Black  men  are  very  professional,  I  let  ‘em  have  it,  and                  I  do  it  in  all  my  Blackness  and  all  my  likeness,  and                  I  don’t  change  who  I  am.  I  can’t.  I  do  well  with  that.                    I’m  very  loyal,  but  I  will  never  change  myself.  And                  I  think  that  I’m  comfortable  with  it  as  well  because                  I’ve  seen  a  lot  of  other  successful  Black  men  like                  yourself,  a  lot  of  other  successful  professors  that  I                  work  around  at  Howard  University.  I’ve  just  been                  exposed  to  a  lot  of  other  rich  Black  people,  and  I                  see  that  they  don’t  change,  neither  am  I.                  You  don’t  have  to.      “If  I  were  to  characterize  Rock,  with  respect  to  BID,  I  would  say  that  

he   is   in   the   last  stage  of  each  of   the  models.  He's  a  Black  man  who  not  only   knows   who   he   is   and   his   place   in   the   world,   but   who   seems  committed-­‐-­‐committed  to  his   family  and  to  his  values.”  I  said,  directing  my  comments  at  the  Soul.  

“According   to   Bailey   Jackson,   “Black   people   in   the   Internalization  stage   no   longer   feel   a   need   to   explain,   defend   or   protect   their   Black  identity…”cliv  This  from  the  Soul.    

“Let  me  elaborate  some  more  on  this  for  you.”  It  was  Rock  again.  “Please  do,”  I  said.                  I  was  age  37  and  I  had  an  epiphany  in  my  life.  I  got                  tired  of,  “Why  these  White  people?”  And,  you  know,                  being  professional  and  knowing  and  being  able  to  cope    

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             with  ‘em  and  deal  with  ‘em,  but  knowing  the  back                  of  my  mind  they  still  don’t  accept  me.  You  know                  what  I’m  coming  from?    “Yes,”  I  said.  Thinking  about  the  many  times  in  my  life  I’ve  uttered  

that  same  statement.                  So  here’s  what  I  learned  and  here’s  the  one                  thing  that  defined  it  all,  and  I  tell  every  African                  American  that  are  going  through  any  issues.  The                  easiest  way  to  deal  with  White  people  is  to                  understand  where  they  come  from.  This  is  kind                  of  a  general  statement,  but  if  you’re  dealing  in                  generalities,  this  is  how  I  look  at  it.  White                  people  only  respect  you  for  two  reasons  and  two                  reasons  only.                    One,  if  they’re  making  money  off  of  you.  Two,  if                  they  fear  you.  If  you  don’t  have  those  two  entities,                  I  don’t  think  they  will  ever,  ever  give  you                  the  respect  as  a  person  that  you  deserve.  That’s                  been  my  case.                  The  reason  why  I  get  the  respect  that  I  do  is  who                  I  am  and  they  making  money.  Now,  now  that  I’ve                  gotten  past  that  point,  they  recognize  me.                  You  see?                    ‘Cause  we’re  like  –  we  could  be  transparent  to  them.                  It’s  amazing  how  many  days  of  loneliness  I  felt  in                  certain  situations,  but  when  they  recognize  you  and                  then  they  kinda  let  their  guard  down  and  they  let                  you  in  their  world  and  they  get  to  see  you  as  an                  individual.  They  see  you  with  your  family.  Then  and                  only  then  (do)  they  begin  to  try  to  accept  you                  as  an  individual.  But  on  the  outside  looking  in,  it’s    

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             about  whether  they’re  afraid  of  you  or  whether  they                  making  money  off  of  you.  And  the  fear  doesn’t  always                  have  to  be  that  you  got  something,                  they  could  take  something  from  you.                    You  could  be  that  powerful  of  an  individual  that                  they’re  intimidated  by  the  good  that  you’re  gonna  bring.                  So  that’s  why  there  are  a  lot  of  times  when  I  know  what                  it  is  when  someone  White  asks  questions,                  they’re  not  asking  because  they’re  interested  in  me.                  They’re  asking  ‘cause  they’re  trying  to  figure  something                  out  about  me,  so  I  simply  answer  their  questions                  with  another  question  ‘cause  if  I’m  gonna  give                  you  something,  you  gotta  give  me  something  back.                    So  it  took  me  a  lot  of  years  to  realize  that  because                  I  have  a  lot  of  friends,  and  they’re  like,  “Man,  they                  hold  us  back  and  this.”  I  said,  “Listen,  if  you  guys                  want  to  get  that  monkey  off  your  back  and                  really  develop  who  you  are  as  a  person,  just  understand                  that  they’re  not  gonna  see  you  unless  they  making                  money  or  they  fear  you.  Once  you  can  accept  that                  about  them,  I  think  it’ll  help  you  move  on.                  Because  it’s  so  much  opportunity  out  there  and                  our  forefathers  have  done  so  much  for  us  that  I                  feel  like  I  know  that  the  game  is  not  even.                  We  already  know  that,  but  to  me,  knowing  that                  the  game  is  tilted  and  having  a  understanding                  about  it  up  front  is  an  advantage  ‘cause  it  lets                  you  know  how  much  harder  you  need  to  work  to  get                  where  you  want  to  be.  Instead  of  looking  at  it  as                  being  held  back,  look  at  it  is  as  something  that’s                  gonna  be  a  catalyst,  something  that’s  gonna                  fuel  you.  Embody  that  in  your  passion  and    

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             become  somebody  great.  I  just  take  it  and  turn  it                  around  is  basically  what  I’ve  done.    “Rock,  you  really  have  grown  into  a  strong  and  insightful  Black  man.  I  

feel  as  though  this  should  be  the  end  of  our  conversation  for  now,  but  I  would  be  remiss  if  I  didn’t  ask  you  just  one  more  question.  Can  you  speak  to   me   about   the   things   that   resonated   with   you,   as   far   as   your  relationships  with  your  mentors?”  I  asked.    

               One,  I  would  say  the  love  that  they  have  to  be                  able  to  recognize  someone  and  believe  in  that                  individual  unconditionally,  and  it’s  a  two  way  street                  because  you  have  to  allow  them,  if  they  believe  in                  you,  to  hold  you  accountable.  ‘Cause  if  you  don’t                  allow  them  to  hold  you  accountable,  you  can’t  –  you                  just  won’t  grow.  And  I  think  that  being  a  Black  male                  raised  without  a  father,  when  another  Black                  male  sees  something  in  me,  I  naturally  am  attracted  to                  that  because  as  a  man,  you  can’t  be  a  man                  unless  another  man  teaches  you  how  to  become  one,                  a  good  man,  a  right  man.  Eventually  you’ll  get                  there,  but  you  got  to  go  through  so  much  and  you                  can  make  so  many  mistakes  and  not  even  know  it.                    So  for  someone  to  take  a  interest  in  me,  I’ve  always                  yearned  for  that,  so  I  look  at  it  more  from  a                  fatherly  perspective  or  a  big  brother  perspective  or                  a  high  amount  of  respect  that,  you  know,  if  this  person                  has  taken  a  interest  in  me  and  sees  something  in                  me.  And  it’s  funny,                  it’s  always  Black  men.  White  men  don’t  do  that.                  Not  that  easy.  Not  off  the  top  and  just  recognize  you                  for  who  you  are.        

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             So  I  would  say  that  number  one  trait  in  what                  the  commonality  is  that  they  recognize,  you  know,                  this  kid  to  be  something  or  this  kid  needs  something                  and  to  be  able  to  pour  that  love  into  me  unconditionally.                  That  right  there  alone  made  me  want  to  do  better,                  and  it  made  me  not  want  to  let  you  all  down,  and  it                  made  me  realize  that  you  can’t  become  better  by                  yourself.  You  know,  you  could  be  as  good  as  you                  want  at  anything,  but  if  no  one  gives  you  a  chance  of                  believe  in  you,  you’re  never  gonna  be  great.  So  that’s                  what  it  means  to  me.                      You  know,  and  just  –  it’s  fun  ‘cause  your  mentors                  can  look  at  what  you’re  about  to  do  and  tell  you                  how  it’s  gonna  go  and  you’re  like,                  “How  the  hell  they  know  that?      He  laughed.  As  he  was  doing  so  I  noted  that  the  commitment  in  these  

relationships  has  to  be  adhered  to  by  mentor  and  protégé.  Rock  describes  this  as  being  held  accountable  on  his  end.  He  also  talks  about  love,  which  speaks  to  both  trust  and  commitment.  Finally,  he  talks  about  respect  and  how  that  endears  him  to  his  mentors  and  it  seems  that  the  situation  was  mutual.    

               And  it’s  fun,  and  I’ve  always  been  the  type  of  kid                  that  have  always  liked  the  older  crowd  and  just  to                  sit  there  and  listen  to  people  that  are  older  than                  me  ‘cause  it’s  amazing  how  the  differences  of                  how  we  think  but  everything  remains  the  same.                  You  know,  things  change,  but  the  more  they                  remain  the  same,  the  fundamentals.                  And  it’s  just  a  lot  of  fun  and  being  around  people                  that  you  know  love  and  care  about  you  in  a  positive                  way  ‘cause  if  you  don’t  –  you  can  be  as  strong  as    

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             you  want,  but  you’re  a  much  stronger  person                  when  you  know  people  are  behind  you  and  you                  have  that  support.  That’s  a  beautiful  thing.                And  if  you  just  listen  to  ‘em,  you  don’t  have  to  go                  that  route.  And  then  it  feels  good  –  it’s  crazy.      Again,  he  laughed.    

Kareem  “Assalamu  'alaykum”  I  greeted  Kareem.    “Hey,  my  man,  how  you  doing?”  he  said.    I  thought  I  would  greet  him  with  the  traditional  Muslim  greeting,  but  

I   think   he   reserved   his   response   (wa   alaikum  assalam),   perhaps   due   to  the  fact  that  I  am  not  Muslim.    

“Can   you   share   something   about   yourself,   maybe   your   origins,   for  me?”   I   asked.   It   was   much   easier   with   Rock,   we   have   a   history   even  though   he   wasn’t   physically   present,   I   could   sense   who   he   was.   With  Kareem,   I   know   he   is   close   to   six   feet   tall,   and   very   athletic,   and  according  to  the  Soul  very  introspective  and  wise.  

                 All  right.  My  name  is  Kareem  Trent,  age  53.  I'm                  originally  from  Newark,  New  Jersey,  born  and  raised.                  I  spent  20  years  in  the  military.  Let's  see,  what  else?                  I  have  a  wife  and  three  kids,  two  grandkids.                  I  work  at  the  Defense  Supply  Center  and  I                  also  teach  a  boxercise  class  and  mentor  young                  kids  out  in  my  religious  church  activities.                  We  have  some  kids  that  I  do  some  boxercise                  exercise  with  them.  And  just  trying  to  mentor  and                  just  try  to  be  a  helpful  person  in  the  community.                  You  know,  because  I  know  we  need  a  lot  of  people                  to  mentor  these  kids  that's  out  here  that's,  you  know,                  don't  have  no  fathers.  And  they  need  some  guidance.    

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             They  need  that  male  role  model  figure.                      So  I  hope  I  can  be  a  good  example  for  that  role  model                  Figure  out  there  for  them.                We  had  a  full  family,  me,  my  brother,  and  my  sister.                  I'm  the  middle  one.  I  have  an  older  sister  and                  younger  brother.  My  father  and  mother  was  around,                  but  now  it's  just  my  father.  My  mother  passed.                  I  got  a  good  home  life.  You  know,  wasn't  raised  on                  no  silver  spoon  or  anything  like  that,  but  we  had  a                  good  home  life.                      But  in  North  New  Jersey,  I'm  not  saying  we  was  on                  the  rich  side  of  town,  but,  you  know,  we  was  on                  the  other  side  that,  you  know,  it  was  a  little  rough  in                  those  times  but  it  was  fun.  I  had  my  grandmother                  that  stayed  a  block  and  an  uncle  and  cousin  that                  stayed  around  there,  so  it  was  a  nice  family                  environment.  I  learned  about  boxing  during  -­‐-­‐  coming                  up  because  it  was  a  little  rough  and  that  had  some                  couple  of  bullies  that  would  try  to  take  your                  money  and  things  of  that  nature.  So  I  just                  learned  -­‐-­‐  I  wanted  to  learn  because  in  Newark  it                  was  a  motto;  either  you  fight  or  take  flight.                  So  I  was  tired  of  taking  flight  so  I  just  wanted  to                  stand  up  for  myself  for  a  little  bit.  But  other  than                  that  we  had  a  good  environment,  you  know.                    Well,  my  parents  are  Christian.  I'm  not  a  Christian.                  I'm  a  Muslim.  So  that  was  my  concept  of  Christianity,                  you  know,  my  mother,  father,  we  all  went  to  church,                  but  maybe  that  wasn't  just  my  calling.  So  I  had  a  I  had  to                  go  down  for  my  own…You  know  sometimes                  they  have  a  misconception  about  the  word  Muslim  or                  Islam,  so,  you  know,  I  hope  to  set  an  example  that  they    

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             are,  you  know,  because  there's  always  going  to  be  some                  bad  apples  in  the  barrel.  But  nonetheless  that  mean                  the  barrel  is  full  of  apples  because  you  have  a  few  of                  them.  So  I’m  just  here  to  set  an  example,  try  to                  do  the  best  I  can.  I  love  talking  to  people  I'm  a                  God-­‐fearing  person,  love  family  and  love  just                  doing  stuff  -­‐-­‐  love  doing  things  that  make  me  feel                  good  inside…Maybe  I  have  a  calling  or  maybe  I                  have  a  certain  knick  or  knack  that  gives  me  that                  little  bit  edge  on  myself.  And  I  just  try  to,  you  know,                  use  that  gift,  you  know,  because  we  all  have  a  gift,  a                  talent.  Some  of  us  don't  know  exactly  where                  their  talent  is,  but  I  try  to  use  mine  to  the  best  of                  my  ability.      I   reflected   on   his  words   and   how  he   delivered   them,  with   calmness  

and   clarity.   It’s   obvious   that   Kareem   is   a   highly   devoted   man   of   his  religion.  It  strikes  me  that  he  is  aware  of  the  negative  views  of  his  religion  by  some  in  this  country,  but  still  he  is  unwavering.    

His   attitude   and   demeanor   is   far   removed   from   the   current   fad   of  having  ‘swagger’.  Then  he  broke  in  on  my  thoughts  as  if  reading  them.  

               So  if  anybody  know  me,  they  know  that  I'm  very                  peaceful,  I'm  calm,  serene,  they  never  see  me  get                  upset  or  argue  or  anything.  I  don't  smoke  or                  drink,  you  know,  I  ain’t  going  to  say  I'm  the  perfect                  person,  you  know,  but  I  just  keep  trying  to  do                  the  right  thing.        I   transitioned.   “You've   had   mentors   since   you   have   been   an   adult  

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             grow  me  into  what  I  am  today,  you  know  just                  the  foundation  of  that…I  was  probably  16  -­‐-­‐  15,                  somewhere  around  there,  15  -­‐  16.  Yeah,  so  that                  happened  way  back  in  the  early  70s.  Yeah.  And  he                  was  the  first  one  that,  you  know,  took  me  under                  his  wing  and  you  showed  me  a  lot  of  different                  things  about  cars  or  just  life,  you  know.  Because                  he  had  a  little  fruit  stand.  He  buys  some  fruits  out  of                  the  wholesale  place  and  then  he  would  come                  back  and  sell  them.  You  know,  I  have  a  little                  stand  on  the  street  and  he  was  selling  so  I  would                  help  them  out  with  that.  And  help  him  paint                  houses.  He  used  to  paint  houses  and  I'd  help  him                  paint  houses.  So  he  taught  me  a  lot  and  I  said  my                  father  didn't  give  me  some  guidance,  but,  you                  know  my  father  was  working  so  he  was  kind  of  like                  my  other  father  who  why,  you  know,  I  just                  gravitated  to  because  he  gave  me  a  lot  of  things,  you                  know,  that  maybe  my  father  didn't  know  about  or                  anything,  because  my  parents  are  from  Alabama.                  That's  where  their  roots  is  from,  Alabama.                      And  they  came  up  north  for  jobs.  So,  you  know,  he                  probably  didn't  know  a  lot  of  what's  going  on  up                  north.  He  know  about  farming  and  things  of  that                  nature.  But  when  it  came  to  city  stuff,  you  know,  he                  just  didn't  understand  all  them.  And  so  he                  just  -­‐-­‐  well  he  was  a  hard  worker,  you  know.  I                  respect  my  father,  love  my  father  and  mother,  but,                  you  know,  they  just  -­‐-­‐  they  were  from  the  South                  and  then  when  they  came  north,  north  was  a  little                  bit  different  for  them.  So  Mr.  Sommers,  he  gave  me  a                  lot  on  that  aspect.  You  know,  he  was  like  my  second                  father.        

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             And  then,  you  know,  just  during  the  course  of                  time,  growing  up  I  had  other  mentors.  One  brother                  named  Medger  Zane,  he’s  the  one  that  taught  me                  how  to  box,  because  we  were  down  in  the                  basement,  so  he  kind  of  like  took  me  through  the                  ring  a  little  bit,  you  know,  bloodied  the  nose  and                  knocked  me  down.  But,  you  know,  I  still  kept                  coming.  You  know,  if  I  was  going  to  make  it  or  break  it,                  it  was  going  to  be  that  time  right  then.  You  know,  if  I                  was  going  to  say  this  is  for  me  or  not  for  me  or  this  is                  what  I  still  want  to  learn  no  matter  if  I've  got  a  bloody                  nose  or  got  knocked  down,  it  still  was  going  to  be                  what  I  wanted  to  try  and  accomplish.  I  wasn't  no  quitter.                      So  that  was  the  main  thing.  I  didn't  quit  on  nobody.                  If  I  was  in  there,  I  was  in  it  to  win  it.  And  once  I                  put  my  mind  to  it,  I'm  going  to  go  ahead  and  try                  to  achieve  it.  Mr.  Zane,  he  gave  me  a  lot.  When  I  go                  back  to  New  Jersey  sometimes  and  see  my  family,  I                  don't  see  Mr.  Sommers  or  Mr.  Zane  but  I  know                  they  somewhere  around.  And  then  throughout  the                  course  of  my  growing  up,  let's  see,  who  else?                  You  know,  beside,  like  I  said,  my  father,  you  know,                  he  showed  me  a  lot  about  just  being  respectful  to                  people.  So,  you  know,  I  can't  forget  him…even                  though  he  didn't  talk  a  lot,  but  you  knew  what  he                  meant  when  they  said  back  in  the  olden  days,  well  I'm                  going  to  tell  your  father.  So  when  they  said  I'm  going                  to  tell  your  father  that  meant  you'd  better                  straighten  up,  because  your  father  was  coming  in                  to  -­‐-­‐  he  was  the  justice.  The  mother  was  the  jury                  and  the  father  was  the  executioner.        The  presence  of  a  strong  Black  man  in  his  life  was  crucial  to  Kareem’s  

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thought.  “I  would  agree,”  said  the  Soul.    “Of  course,  you’re  reading  my  thoughts  again,”  I  said  and  continued,  

“Kareem  had  a  great  deal  of  respect  for  his  mentors,  for  various  reasons.”    “How  so?”  the  Soul  said,  rather  rhetorically.    “Well   let  me  take  from  one  of  my  favorite  movies,  the  Wizard  of  Oz.  

You’ve  seen  it  right?  “Of  course,”  he  said.    “Well   Mr.   Sommers   contribution   was   his   ability   to   understand   the  

ways  of  the  streets,  the  inner  city  life,  how  to  survive,  how  to  maneuver,  how   to   respect   the   streets.   The   Scarecrow.   In   the   case   of  Mr.   Zane,   he  instilled   and   sharpened   Kareem’s   ability   to   be   a   warrior,   to   fend   for  himself   and   to   fight   when   the   situation   warranted;   instead   of   taking  flight.  The  Lion.  And  finally,  his  dad  was  the  disciplinarian,  the  one  who  had   to   dole   out   punishment  when   need   be,   all  within   the   scope   of   his  love.  The  Tin  man.”  

“And  Dorothy?”  he  asked  with  a  chuckle.  “I   guess,   when   you   reminisce   about   the   past,   and   the   memories   of  

those   whom   impacted   your   life,   it’s   the   story   itself.   There   really   is   no  place  like  home.”    

Getting  back  to  Kareem,  I  asked,  “Kareem,  one  last  question,  how  do  you  define  mentoring?”  

                 I  define  mentoring  as  guidance,  as  the  older  person                  teaching  a  younger  person  about  what  struggles  and                  strife  they  came  through  and  how  you  can  achieve                  it,  you  know,  in  your  daily  day-­‐to-­‐day  routine.                  Somebody  to  look  over  you  and  watch  over  you.                  Or  sometime  they  say  there’s  always  an  angel  or                  something  watching  over  a  person.  So  a  mentor  is                  almost  like  -­‐-­‐  a  person  like  an  angel,  your  personal                  angel  to  watch  over  you  to  make  sure  you  get    

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             yourself  together  in  school  and  life.  I  mean  anything                  like  that,  you  know,  don't  try  to  go  out  there                  and  try  to  do  it  on  your  own.                      You  know,  sometime  we  all  need  somebody  to  talk  to.                  If  we  don't  have  nobody  to  talk  to,  well,  they  always                  say  that  an  idle  mind  is  the  devil’s  workshop.  So  we                  out  there  in  a  “I  got  mine”  mentality,  the  devil  is                definitely  going  to  play  victim  to  you.  He  can  give  it                  to  you  easy,  but  if  you  have  a  mentor  there  to  try                  to  guide  you  and  lead  you  in  the  right  direction,                  you  know,  you  can  jump  over  some  of  the  obstacles                  that's  going  to  be  in  your  way.  You  know,  who  says                  that  we  all  gonna  fall  down,  but  it's  the  best  person                  that's  going  to  get  back  up  and  not  waddle  in  the                  mud  and  cry  foul  or  anything  like  that.  But  just  get                  back  up,  dust  yourself  off  and  keep  on  going.                  That's  what  a  mentor  is  for.  They  dust  you  off,  keep                  you  going.  They  keep  your  focus  in  the  right  direction.      It’s  not  surprising  that  Kareem  relates  a  mentor  to  that  of  an  “Angel”  

which  comes  to  rescue  him  and  others  from  the  “devil.”  The  Angel,  ever  present,  guiding  us   through  the  trials  and  tribulations  of   life.  Perhaps  a  mentor  is  a  guardian  Angel.    

Adisa  “Adisa   is   the  youngest  of   the  group,”   said   the  Soul.   “I   think  you  will  

find  him  mature  beyond  his  years.”  “I   would   not   be   surprised.   Each   has   had   a   very   fascinating  

contribution  to  my  knowledge  not  just  about  mentors,  but  about  some  of  the  assumptions  I’ve  carried  over  the  years.  Recall  my  reaction  to  Adisa’s  revelation   about   Africans   and   Blacks.   I’m   still   trying   to   regroup   my  thoughts  on  that  one,”  I  said.    

“That  bodes  well,  my  name  means  ‘one  who  will  teach  us’  in  Ashanti  

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of  Ghana,”  spoke  Adisa.  “Adisa,   please   tell   me   more   about   you   and   your   family   history,”   I  

asked.                      All  right.  My  name  is  Adisa  Ofu.  I  am  currently                  21  years  old.  I  was  born  in  August  1989,  to  a  great                  family.  Mother,  father,  have  one  full-­‐fledged  sister,                  one  half  sister  i  don't  really  know,  and  then  one                  adopted  sister.                    I'm  originally  from  Ghana,  so  my  adopted  sister  is                  actually  with  my  grandma  back  in  Ghana.  Currently,                  (I’m)  a  marketing  student  from  the  School  of  Business                  at  a  local  state  university.  I  will  be  pursuing  an                  MBA  afterwards  and  an  M.S.  in                  Communication  Strategy...And  one  thing  I'll  add.      “Sure,”  I  said.                    I'm  also  the  President  and  the  founder  of  the                  Established  Leader  Society.  The  Established  Leader                  Society  was  a  group  that  we  founded...  the  first  of  its                  kind  in  the  nation,  where  we  basically  try  to  pull                  the  best  potential  leadership  at  the  university                  regardless  of  major,  where  we  can  be  of  service                  to  each  other.  But  we  also  take  it  a  step  further  by                  trying  to  connect  this  best  potential  leadership                  with  more  established  leaderships  so  the  best                  professors,  investors,  community  leaders,  business                  leaders.                      And  we  form  projects  and  programs  where  we  could                  link  up  with  this  more  established  leadership  to                  form  mutually  beneficial  opportunities.  But  we    

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             also  do  things  where  we  can  learn  from  them                  through  interviews  of  them,  their  steps  and                  strategies  toward  success.  Amongst  other  things,  we                  do  a  lot  of  community  service  projects  as  well.  So                  it's  allowed  us  to  get  very  involved  with  the  university                  community  as  well  as  the  overall  greater                  Richmond  community.      “Excellent.   And  how   about   any   social   issues  within   the   community?  

Are  you  guys   involved  with   that  as  well?”   I   asked.  The  more  he   speaks,  the   more   I   find   him   to   be   a   fascinating   young   man;   energetic,   well-­‐spoken,  a  natural  leader.    

               Yes.  We  partnered  with  a  local  non-­‐profit,  which  if                  you're  not  familiar  with  that  organization,  they  are  like                  a  -­‐-­‐  they're  incarcerated  rehab  -­‐-­‐  rehab  program,  where                  they  basically  assist  males  or  even  -­‐-­‐  well,  they  assist                  people  that  were  once  incarcerated  on  how  to                  get  back  into  the  regular  scheme  of  things  once                  they  get  out.                  And  we've  done  a  number  of  things  with  them,                  including  Long  Walk  for  Freedom,  which  is  a  annual                  event  they  have.  We  had  a  full  group  of                  our  members  kind  of  go  out  there  and  walk                  with  these  incarcerated  from  the  city  jail  all  the                  way  back  down  to  campus.  And  then  we've                  also  thrown  a  banquet.                    And  we've  done  stuff  for  ...  nonprofit  organizations                  that  assist  the  homeless  by  providing  shelter  and                  stuff  like  that.                      So  we've  done  a  number  of  things  with  the  community    

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             and  we  plan  to  do  so  much  more.  When  you                  bring  it  together,  the  best  potential                  leadership,  there's  just  so  much  that's  possible.      Not  only   is  Adisa  a   teacher,  he  definitely  has   tremendous   leadership  

qualities,   I   thought.   I   wonder   what   his   mentor   is   like   and   how   they  interact.    

“Let  me  tell  you,”  said  Adisa.                      Within  business,  they  always  say  a  mentor  is  invaluable.                  It's  just  you  can't  put  a  price  to  it.  It  could  be  -­‐-­‐  could                  be  the  thing  that  allows  you  to  be  the  greatest  that                  you  possibly  can  be,  because  ultimately  a  mentor,                  in  my  point  of  view,  would  be  someone  that's  kind                  of  been  there,  done  that.  Maybe  he's  not  done                  everything  that  you  want  to  do,  but  can  definitely                  provide  some  type  of  insight  into  the  type  of  things                  that  you  could  do  to  kind  of  provide  direction  and                  give  you,  you  know,  yeah,  a  sense  of  direction  on  how                  to  get  to  where  you  want  to  go.                    My  mentor  is  Mr.  Charles  Rhodes.  He's  a  very                  active,  distinguished  individual  of  the                  Richmond  community.  He  went  to  my  university.  I                  actually  got  connected  with  him  through  the                  School  of  Business's  Alumni  Organization  through                  being  the  president  of  the  Established  Leadership  Society.                      We  basically  piloted  a  program  where  they're                  trying  to  create  a  large  mentorship  program  for                  students.  Yeah.  So  it's  just  kind  of  funny.  It's  basically                  trying  to  hook  up  alumni  to  students.  Though  we                  piloted  this  program,  he  happened  to  be  my  mentor.                  But  even  before  then,  we'd  kind  of  connected  with    

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             each  other  often.  It  just  formalized  the  relationship.                  He's  very  involved.  He's  currently  the  vice                  president  of  a  bank  here  in  the  Richmond  area.                  And  a  little  bit  about  him.  I  mean  he's  just  an  overall                  really  great  guy  just  trying  to  do  as  much  as                  possible.  Relatively  young.  I  think  he's  -­‐-­‐  think  he's  a                  little  less  than  30,  if  he  hasn't  already  hit  30.  Done                  so  much.  He  really  rose  through  the  ranks  quickly.                  Just  kind  of  provided  -­‐-­‐  I  look  -­‐-­‐  I  look  at  all  the                  stuff  he's  done.                      He's  a  very,  very  busy  guy,  but  he  still  makes  time  for                  such  things  as  mentorship.  So  he  provides  me  kind                  of  an  insight  on  how  to  kind  of  balance  or  his  lack                  of  balance  of  a  professional  and  a  personal  life.                  And  I  find  that  very  valuable  for  someone  such  as  myself                  that  wants  to  go  on  to  do  really  great  things  to  kind                  of  see,  OK,  these  are  some  of  the  sacrifices  I  might                  have  to  make.  Or  maybe  I  could  do  a  lot  more  now                  so  that  I  could;  you  know,  rest  easy  or,  you  know,                  have  fun  later.  Or  maybe,  I  could  look  at  him,  see                  what's  he's  done  and  see  what  I  think  I  can  improve                  on  so  that  I  could  have  the  best  of  both  worlds.                    So  it's  just  been  a  really  invaluable  as  a  mentor                  should  be.  It's  just  kind  of  -­‐-­‐  and  he  makes  himself                  available  to  talk  to  me  whenever  or  I  could  shoot  him                  a  text  no  matter  what  time  of  the  night.  He                  makes  himself  available  for  me  despite  everything                  else  he's  doing.    “So   what's   the   relationship   between   the   two   of   you?   I   mean   you've  

kind  of  described  his  -­‐-­‐  some  of  his  attributes  and  him  as  a  person.  What  does  he  see  in  you?”  I  asked.  I  realized  that  the  communication  between  

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these   two   young   men   must   be   at   a   high   level.   And   again,   the  commitment,  the  last  sentence  “He  makes  himself  available  for  me  despite  everything  he’s  doing,”  is  powerful.  He  has  big  dreams,  and  his  mentor  is  surely  showing  him  the  path.  I  would  suspect  that  he's  showing  him  the  path  and  the  forest  as  well.    

                 I  think  one  thing  he  says  he  sees  in  me  is  just                  someone  that's  -­‐-­‐  he  wished  he  could  have  been                  when  he  was  in  college.  And  he's  described  his                  college  experience  and  that  was  very  low.  So                  he  kind  of  sees,  man,  this  is  like  a  prodigy-­‐type                  person,  which  is  really  flattering  to  me,  because  I                  look  at  him  and  I  kind  of  see  a  someone  that  I                  wish  -­‐-­‐  I  mean  just  the  way  he  rose  through  the                  ranks  so  quickly.  The  relationship  between  us,  I                  think,  he  kind  of  sees  me  as  someone  that  I                  could  definitely  assist  this  guy.  If  I  assist  this  person,                  maybe  I  could  reach  so  many  different  people                  through  what  this  one  person's  going  to  do...and                  we  had  met  a  few  times  before,  again,  he  actually                  from  -­‐-­‐  became  a  mentor,  kind  of  is  very  social.                    I  think  he's  proud  to  see  a  young  guy,  a  African                  American  man,  that's,  you  know,  even  trying                  to  do  something  of  a  sort.  Because,  unfortunately,                  it's  become  a  lot  better,  but  it,  especially,  in  this  -­‐-­‐  in                  this  college,  it  isn't  too  common  to  see  too  many  of                  our  type  that  are  really  trying  to  do  big  things  in  life.                      So  I  just  see  a  magnificent  individual  that's  just                  owned  a  lot  of  work,  yet  still  making  time  for  things                  that's  important  to  him  and  making  time                  for  the  community  even.  And  I'm  just  -­‐-­‐  I'm  in  it  to                  learn  as  much  as  possible  so  I  could  try  to  mirror    

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             some  of  those  things.  Because  even  though  I  want  to                  do  a  lot  great  things  in  business,  I  want  to  make  sure                  that  I'm  very  involved  in  the  community,                  whatever  community  I  am  in.  And  maybe  even,                  I  mean,  I  really  want  to  become  a  big  philanthropist                  in  the  future.  So  I  mean,  just  kind  of  seeing  how  he's                  doing  it,  kind  of  gives  me  a  framework  -­‐-­‐  frame                  to  work  within  when  I  attempt  it.      Adisa  is  a  driven  young  man.  For  him  making  it  in  the  business  world  

is   his   beacon,   his   light   at   the   end   of   the   tunnel.  His   drive,   energy   and  initiative  will  help  him  achieve  his  many  goals.  His  mentor  is  more  than  that,   he's   his   role   model   in   the   truest   since   of   the   term.   Adisa   sees  himself   as   a   30-­‐something   president   or   VP   rocketing   to   the   top   of   the  corporate  ladder  of  success,  and  it’s  interesting  how  his  mentor  is  exactly  that.  How   is   it   that   these  men  became  attracted   to  one  another?   Is   it  a  self-­‐fulfilling   prophecy   as   they   say,   or   is   it   something  more,   something  almost   biological?   I   have   to   find   out  more   about   this   young   African   –  American;  something  more  personal.    

“I’m  sure  Adisa  will  share  with  you  his  story  about  being  hospitalized,  a  critical  event,  one  that  changed  his  life  and  his  path.”  This  came  from  the  Soul.    

“What  do  you  mean  by  ‘critical  event’?”  I  asked.    “It’s  what  they  called  in  the  military  a  significant  emotional  event,  an  

SEE,  a  nice  acronym  which  basically  means  your  view  of  the  world  may  have  been  changed  by  some  event  in  your  life.”    

“According  to  Webster  and  Mertova  a  critical  event  as  told  in  a  story  reveals   a   change  of  understanding  or  worldview  by   the   storyteller...It   is  almost   always   a   change   experience,   and   it   can   only   ever   be   identified  afterwards.clv   Remember   Rock’s   story   about   the   racist   encounter   with  Terry  Taylor?  That  was  a  critical  event  in  his  life.”    

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“It’s  weird.  My  story  really  is  stereotypical.  That’s  how  I  got  to  where  I  got,”  said  Adisa.  

“What   do   you  mean?  How  do   you  define   stereotype   and  how  did   it  impact  your  situation?”  I  asked.    

                 Well,  a  stereotype  is,  you  know,  usually  what  -­‐-­‐  when,                  you  know,  before  you  even  meet  a  person,  you  look  at                  them  and  you  make  lots  of  conclusions  based  on                  kind  of  their  -­‐-­‐  you  know,  their  features,                  kind  of  what  they're  dressed  like,  what  color  they  are,                  what  ethnicity  they  are,  et  cetera,  et  cetera.                    So  what  I'm  talking  about  here  is  kind  of  -­‐-­‐  I  guess                  we're  talking  about  the  stereotype  of  the  African                  American  male,  especially  within  this  college.                  There's  this,  you  know,  Black  frat  guy.  Nothing                  wrong  with  them.  A  baller  -­‐  guy  who's  a  player  with                  the  ball.  And,  I  mean,  unfortunately,  those                  are  the  stereotypes  I  could  think  of.                    And  I  think  that's  why  I've  been  allowed  to  stick                  out  fairly  easy  here  within  my  university,  just  because                  there  are  a  couple  of  us.  There  are  a  couple  of  us,  but                  there's  not  nearly  enough,  especially  when  you  look                  at  the  masses.  And  there's,  I  mean,  aside  there's                  a  lot  of  people  that  I  was  really,  really  cool  with.                  And  in  fact,  I'm  not  going  to  lie.  I  played  one  of                  those  stereotypes  my  freshman  year.  Typically  tried                  to  play  the  player  role.  And  had  a  lot  of  fun  doing                  it,  but  then,  just  -­‐-­‐  that  just  wasn't  for  me.                      So  much  more  I  could  do  with  my  talent.  And  I                  actually  -­‐-­‐  I  actually,  my  freshman  year,  I  actually  got                into  an  incident  where  –  I  went  to  the  hospital  for    

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             alcohol  poisoning.  And  that's  when  I  really                  was  sick  enough  to  have  enough  time  to  lay  in  bed                  and  say,  I  don't  know  why  I  wanted  that  type  of  stuff.                  I  don't  know  why  -­‐-­‐  why  I  thought,  you  know,  trying  to                  get  the  most  girls,  trying  to  wear  the  best  clothes                  was  important  to  me.  But  I  guess  it's  because  I  played                  into  the  stereotype.  I  mean  you  see  so  much  on  TV.                  You  think  it's  the  glamor,  the  cool,  you  know,  and  you                  kind  of  want  some  of  that  stuff,  you  know.        “The  swag,”  I  said,  borrowing  from  the  conversation  with  Kareem.                      So  I  experienced  it  and  I'm  kind  of  happy  I  did  experience                  it,  because  I  could  say  I  did  it.  But  I  know  that's  not  for                  me.  And  now  the  stuff  I'm  doing,  it  just  shows                  a  transformation.  It  just  shows  that  anybody's                  capable  of  doing  it.  And  so  I  mean  it  saddens  me  because                  so  many  people  that  I  work  who  -­‐-­‐  who  I  went  to                  school  with  started  doing  many  of  the  same  things.  I                  could  look  at  them  and  say,  man,  there's  no                  point  of  you  being  here  to  be  honest.  If  you're  going                  to  -­‐-­‐  If  you're  going  to  be  spending  money...  to  get                  your  education,  you're  not  really  educating  yourself;                  you're  kind  of  limiting  yourself.                    And  you're  playing  into  what  they  want  you  to                  play  into.  Because  I  know  that  some  of  these  people,                  not  all  of  them,  but  a  lot  of  them  have  a  lot  of                  potential.  And  if  they  just  pushed  themselves                  a  little  harder...                    So  I  was  like,  man,  I  can  do  both.  I  can  have  a  lot  of  fun                  and  I  can  still  do  good  at  school.  So  it  was  just  working         for  me.  It  was  kind  of  I'm  having  fun.  I'm  doing  good.                  All  right...I  wanted  people  to  look  at  me  and  say,  man,    

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             that's  that  guy.  OK.  You  know,  he's  the  man  type                  thing.                    And  looking  back  at  it  now,  it  was  kind  of  foolish                  that  I  thought  those  were  the  things  that  I  would,                  you  know,  have  people  looking  at  me  like  that's  the                  man,  you  know.  Because  -­‐-­‐  and  I  -­‐-­‐  I  guess  I                  should  take  credit  for  -­‐-­‐  I  should  take  all  responsibility                  for  anything  -­‐-­‐  any  action  I  do.                      But  I  got  to  say  that's  it's  a  lot  of  what  I  saw  on  TV.                  It's  a  lot  of  what's  in  the  music  that  we  listen  to,                  because  these  are  things  that  were  constantly  taken                  in.  It's  the  things  that  you  watch  and  the  things                  that  you  listen  to  that  become  a  part  of  you.  So  you                  have  to  choose  those  things  wisely.                    So,  you  know,  I'm  watching  BET.  I'm  watching  movies                  like  Super  Bad  and  getting  the  image  of  what  college                  is  supposed  to  be  before  I  actually  experienced                  myself...I  could  see  that  this  is  going  to  be  like  I  was                  having  one  of  those  type  of  college  experiences.  I                  just  came  in  and  wanted  it  all  and  I  got  a  lot  of  it.                      And  then  it  resulted  in  intoxication.  And  then,  you                  know,  my  university  actually  requires  your  parent  to                  come  pick  you  up,  no  matter  where  they  are,  if  you                  actually  get  alcohol  intoxicated,  especially  during                  freshman  year.  So  it  was  so  bad  that  I  was  just  laying                  in  the  hospital.  I  woke  up  and  saw  a  mysterious                  figure.  I  didn't  even  notice  that  was  my  dad.                    And  so  30  seconds  later,  when  I'm  kind  of                  functioning  -­‐-­‐  brain  kind  of  woke  up,  I  guess.                  But,  you  know,  I  mean  my  parents  were    

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             luckily  -­‐-­‐  I  mean  at  this  point  I'm  sure,  because                  my  freshman  year,  man,  we  sent  you  here  for  this,                  not  this.  This  point  for  sure,  but  they  were  really                  supportive,  actually.  They  didn't  -­‐-­‐  they  didn't                  come  nearly  as  hard  as  I  thought  they  would  on  me.                  Said,  OK,  you  made  a  mistake.  Get  your  act                  together.  Really,  really  good  for  me  at  that  point  in  time...                    I  mean  as  I'm  laying  in  bed,  I'm  like,  that's  not  that  cool.                  I  got  really  sick  and  I  spent  a  lot  of  money.                  Well,  we're  spending  a  lot  of  money  and  time  trying  to                  find  who's  going  to  buy  his  liquor,  where  we're  going                  to  go  party  at.  We  partied  all  night  and  then  -­‐-­‐  all  night                  and  then  sleep  all  day.  Wake  up  to  go  to  a  party  the                  next  night.  I'm  like,  now  you  know,  we're  wasting  a                  lot  of  time  in  this.  This  is  not  that  cool.                    I  was  like  why  do  I  want  to  be  a  big  man  on  campus?                  And  then  I  had  a  lot  of,  you  know,  we're  freshman.                  I  had  a  lot  of  people  talking  about  the  incident;  some                  girls  with  snickers.  You  know,  comments  when  I'm                  walking  by;  stuff  about  it.  Like,  man,  I'd  rather  be  a  big                  man  in  a  different  way.                      So  then  I  kind  of  thought  about  what  could  I  do  to  kind                  of  -­‐-­‐  because  I  just  had  an  energy  to  me.  I  just  can't  sit  idle.         So  I  would  just  say,  what  could  I  do?  How  could  I                  channel  this  energy.  And  one  thing  people  have  always                  said  about  me  is  regardless  of  how  I  used  it,  I  was  a  leader.        “Life’s   lessons.  We  never  really  know  how  they  are  going  to  manifest  

themselves,  but  somehow  we  manage  to  learn  from  them.  At  least  most  of  us,”  I  commented.  

“Yes,  that  is  true,”  said  Adisa.  

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“Can  you  tell  me  attributes  of  your  mentor  that  you  most  admired?”                    He  is  disciplined,  hard  working,  smart,  beyond  smart.                  Just  caring  and  giving.  Those  are  some  of  the  qualities                  that  I've  gotten  off  him  almost  instantly.                    Willing  to  -­‐-­‐  willingness  to  help  where  he  can  at                  almost  anytime  he  can.  Even  if  that  means,  should  I                  watch  this  football  game  or  should  I  give  my  time                  to  the  community  type  thing.  And  he  would  be  the  type                  making  the  time  for  the  community  even  though  he                  might  want  to  do  that.                    And  I  think  that  shows  even  more  self-­‐discipline.                  Knowing  a  little  bit  more  of  what  you  know  is  right                  instead  of  just  kind  of  taking  -­‐-­‐  taking  the  time  for                  yourself  if  possible.  Those  would  be  qualities  I                  would  give  him.      It’s   interesting   that   Adisa’s  mentor,   Charles,  most   admired   qualities  

are  self-­‐discipline  and  caring.  I  recall  from  Adisa’s  near-­‐death  experience  with  alcohol  poisoning,  that  the  one  thing  he  lacked  at  the  time  was  self-­‐discipline.  He  fell  into  the  trap  that  many  young  Black  males  –  or  in  his  case   African-­‐American   posing   as   Black   –   fall   into,   the   illusory   hip-­‐hop  culture;   the   draw   of   being   a   player,   living   the   champagne   life.  Fortunately,   Adisa   made   a   commitment   to   himself   to   follow   a   less  destructive  path,  and  just  as  fortunate,  he  and  Charles  connected.    

His   story   also   got  me   to   thinking   about   the   fences   and   how   easy   it  could   have   been   for   him   to   become   ensnared   by   the   criminal   justice  system  as  he  was  finding  out  where  he  fit  in  this  world.  It  also  seems  that  he  struggled  with  his  self-­‐identity,  his  own  duality  –  to  be  Black  or  to  be  African-­‐American  –  and  his  perception  of  what  it  means  to  be  Black.  He  wanted   to   live   the   stereotypical   Black   life,   almost   to   his   undoing.  Now  

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apparently  comfortable  with  his   identity,  he  has  come  back  from  a  near  death  experience  to  find  a  role  model,  a  Black  man,  who  shares  his  values  and  who   communicates   a  different  message   about  what   it  means   to  be  Black.    

Daniel  Dan  is  a  large  Black  man  from  the  south.  He  teaches  in  the  secondary  

school  system  in  central  Virginia.  He  wears  a  short  haircut,  a  light  fade.  As  with   the   other   Brothas,   he   is   brown   skinned,   not   too   dark,   not   too  light,  just  brown.  This  I  remember  from  my  talks  with  the  Soul.    

“Dan,   if  you  are  around,  can  you  please  share  with  me  some  of  your  history  and  perhaps  tell  me  a  little  about  your  immediate  family?  I  asked,  looking  at  these  same  four  hotel  walls.  I  wonder  if  the  people  next  door  think  I’m  having  a  lot  of  company.  Can  they  hear  these  voices  or  are  they  just  in  my  head?”    

“I'm  originally  from  Aiken,  South  Carolina.  I  grew  up  in  a  two-­‐parent  household.”    

It  was  Dan.                      Both  my  parents  were  school  teachers,  were  educators.                  My  father  graduated  from  South  Carolina  State  College                  at  the  time  in  Orangeburg,  South  Carolina,  1963.  My                  mother  graduated  from  Collier  Blocker  Junior  College                  in  Daytona  Beach,  Florida  and  then  matriculated                  onto  Bethune-­‐Cookman  College  in  Daytona  Beach.                I  went  to  South  Carolina  State  University,  graduated                  in  1992  with  a  Bachelor  of  Science  in                  Business  Administration.  Served  in  the  military,                  joined  the  South  Carolina  National  Guard  in  1986,                  went  through  basic  and  everything,  went  -­‐-­‐  wanted  to                try  and  parlay  that  experience  into  an  ROTC  commission.       Went  through  the  ROTC  training  program.        

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             Unfortunately,  I  was  not  accepted  but  the  training                  was  good.  I  benefited  from  it,  you  know.  Of  course,                  I  didn't  get  a  commission,  but  at  the  same  time,                  the  training,  the  benefit  of  it  has  served  me  very  well.        “Tell  me   a   little   bit   about   life   in   your  household.   I  mean  number  of  

brothers  and   sisters  and  what  could  you   -­‐-­‐   I  mean   they  were  educators  and  obviously   at   some  point   that  was   an   influence  on   you.”   I   said,   still  trying  to  get  the  hang  of  asking  such  personal  questions.    

                 My  father  was  -­‐-­‐  my  father  grew  up  in  Scarborough,                  South  Carolina.  My  mother  grew  up  in  Pulaka,  Florida.       My  household  was  a  household  that  was,  my  father                  was  a  disciplinarian.  He  was  very,  I  would  say,  you  know,                  in  today's  terms  some  people  would  consider  abrasive.                  But,  you  know,  looking  back  on  it,  my  dad  was  who                  he  was.  You  know,  I  think  in  a  lot  of  ways  because                  he  did  not  have  his  father  in  his  life,  it  made  -­‐-­‐  he                  had  to  kind  of  go  about  in  figuring  things  out.                  And  so,  you  know,  he  wasn't  a  type  of  father  that                  was  doing  a  lot  of  hugging  up  on  his  kids,  you                  know,  I  mean  he  -­‐-­‐  of  course  when  my  sister,  Camille,                  came  on  the  scene,…that  kind  of  mellowed  him  out  a                  little  bit.But  I  think  for  the  most  part  when  we  had  –                  when  he  had  his  two  boys  and  then  has  had  his  girls,                  he  was  pretty  much  complete.  You  know,  our                  household,  you  know,  it  wasn't  -­‐-­‐  we  didn't  have                  many  luxuries,  you  know.  You  know,  school  teachers                  did  not  make  and  still  don't  make  a  lot  of  money.                  And  so  it  wasn't  a  situation  of  a  lot  of  materialistic  things.                My  parents  provided  what  they  could  in  that  there                  was  a  time  when  my  father  after  graduating  from                  college,  he  went  to  the  classroom.                  And  then  he  took  a  job  with  a  major    

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             textile  manufacturer…in  the  state  of  South  Carolina                  up  in  Greenville.  And  he  was  a  line  supervisor                  at  a  plant  not  too  far  from  Aiken,  a  little  town                  called  Johnston,  South  Carolina  up  in  Edgeville  County.                  And  he  was  a  supervisor.  He  worked  there  for                  about  -­‐-­‐  I  want  to  say  about  three  years,  three  or  four  years.                      He  used  to  tell  me  how,  you  know,  he  used  to  go  and                  have  to  go  get  his  workers  out  the  bed.  Go  get                  people  -­‐-­‐  and  so  having  seen  that  and  having  spent  it                  in,  you  know,  having  my  father,  you  know  again,                  show  the  example  of,  you  know,  sometimes  you                  gotta  do  something  -­‐-­‐  to  do  things  that  you  don't                  want  to  do.  But  you  gotta  do  what  you  gotta  do  in                  order  to,  you  know,  put  bread  on  the  table.  You  know,                  and  so  that  served  as  an  example  both  to  myself                  and  my  younger  brother.My  younger  brother  is  30  –                  he's  two  years  younger,  he's  39.  You  know,  so  it                  helped  shape  my  direction,  you  know,  I  feel  I  have  a                  very  strong  work  ethic…I  mean  you  have  to  do  in  this                  day  and  age  where  jobs  are  short,  you  really  can't  afford                  to  be  lazy.      “Most   certainly,”   I   agreed.   As   I   had   surmised   from   his   earlier  

interludes,  Dan   comes   from   a   rooted   Black   family  with   a   strong   father  figure  at  its  center.    

                 You  know,  you  just  really  can't  afford  to,  you  know.                  It's,  you  know,  because  what  you  won't  do,  someone                  else  will  do  and  gladly  do  it.  So  it  definitely  shaped                  my  -­‐-­‐  seeing  my  father  go  to  work,  seeing  my  father                  be  in  management  helped  me  I  think,  you  know,                  always  and  but  forever  (he  will)  be  a  role  model                  because,  you  know,  even  after  I  finished  college,    

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             he  died  -­‐-­‐  my  father  died  in  the  hospital.  It  just                  really  -­‐-­‐  really,  it  shaped  me,  you  know.  I  went  sessions                  with  him  and  telling  me,  you  know  -­‐-­‐  because  I                  was  -­‐-­‐  I  wasn't  a  brain  head,  but  I  was  a  reasonable  kid.                  You  know,  at  home  and  telling  him  about  the  con-­‐                versation  I  had  in  my  civilizations  class.  This                  was  a  classroom  that  had,  you  know,  we  had  a  lot  of                  high  achieving  kids.  You  know,  going  to  Clemson                  and  University  of  South  Carolina,  College  of  Charleston,  

    Citadel,  etcetera,  etcetera,  etcetera.                                                          And  I  know  that  I  was  probably  the  only  Black  kid  in                  my  class  that  was  going  to  consciously  go  into  a                  historical  black  college  or  university.                You  know,  it  was  like  either  housework.  It  was                  washing  dishes,  vacuuming  the  house,  getting                  outside  raking  leaves.  You  know,  it  was  always  we       had  something  to  do  and  it  wasn't  like  what                  kids  do  today.  It's  like,  you  know,  you  get  in  the  bed                  and  get  and  get  out  -­‐-­‐  you  might  get  out  of  bed  at                  12  o'clock  -­‐-­‐  what  are  you  crazy?  No.  You  got  your  butt                  up  out  of  bed  -­‐-­‐  if  you  ate  dinner  -­‐-­‐  after  you  ate                  breakfast,  all  right,  it's  time  to  go  to  work.  You  know,                  I  need  you  all  outside  doing  whatever,  whatever,                  whatever.      “Sure,”  I  said.  All  the  while  thinking  about  the  strong  work  ethic  being  

instilled  into  this  man.  It’s  easy  to  see  how  his  father  was  a  role  model  for  him,  though  I’m  not  certain  a  father-­‐son  relationship  will  automatically  morph  into  one  that  is  mentor  –  protégé.  The  requirements  and  needs  may  be  different.  Fathers,  particularly  those  who  grew  up  ‘back  in  the  day’  did  not  always  practice  a  reciprocal  exchange.  In  other  words,  it  was  ‘my  way  or  the  highway’.  A  one-­‐way  communication,  as  we’ve  defined  relative  to  mentoring,  would  not  make  for  a  strong  mentor-­‐protégé  

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relationship.    Dan  continued,    

Some  chores,  you  know.  My  parents,  you  know,  they    didn't  know  -­‐-­‐  I  never  received  an  allowance,  you  know.    Your  allowance  is  I  let  you  live  in  my  house,  you  know.    I  let  you  lay  in  my  bed,  you  know.  You  haven't  even  -­‐-­‐  you    know,  you  have  a  place  at  the  table  when  the  plates  hit  the    table.  You  know.  And  so  really  what  kids  in  this  day    and  age  would  consider  so  atrocious  and  so  I  can't  believe  this.  

   Oh,  well,  gee,  I  can't  help  -­‐-­‐  you  know,  they  couldn't  cut  it  in    my  camp.  They  would  not  cut  it,  you  know.  And  as    discipline  was  very  firm,  I  realize  now  as  a  young  man,  that    some  of  the  things  I  couldn't  understand,  I  now  understand.    It  built  something  in  me.  A  great  deal  of  the  strength  that,    you  know,  he  instilled  in  me  andit's  -­‐-­‐  it's  helped  me.    It's  paid  off.  I  know  my  brother  and  sister,  they  appreciated    it.  They  appreciated  it  and  it's  benefited  us  all.  

   Daniel's  family,  particularly  his  father,  provided,  guidance,  strength,  

values,  and  a  vision  for  life.  Discipline,  now  somewhat  frowned  upon  by  today’s  society,  was  a  critical  part  of  his  upbringing.  Perhaps  that’s  why  he  was  so  intent  on  becoming  a  military  officer,  the  teamwork,  camaraderie,  the  discipline  –  a  family.    

“Earlier,  you  shared  with  me  your  definition  of  a  mentor.  Can  you  tell  me  what  are  some  of  the  characteristics  you  found  in  your  mentors  that  resonated  with  you?”  I  asked.  

                 I  think  the  two  characteristics  that  both  Reverend                  Dr.  Paul  and  Dr.  Raymond  is  that  they  both                  are  -­‐-­‐  they're  willing  to  sit  you  down  and  willing  to                  tell  you  -­‐-­‐  they're  also  willing  to  point  out  some                  of  the  shortfalls  in  what  you're  doing.  But  they're  not    

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             there  to  sell  you.  They're  not  there  to  crush  you,  but                  rather,  they  feel  they  make  you  aware  of,  OK,  you                  need  (to  see)  this  pitfall,  you  need  to  be  aware,  so                  that's  a  warning  sign.  And  because  of  their  willingness                  to  share  where  the  potholes  in  the  road  are,  that  they've                  had  to  encounter  and  that  they're  -­‐-­‐  and  that  they've                  not  only  they've  had  to  encounter  but  they've  overcome                  and  they're  willing  to  go  back  and  say,  now,  young                  man,  I  see  your  goal  is  to  try  and  get  here.                  And  I've  been  down  that  same  road,  but  guess  what,                  I'm  willing  to  show  you  if  you're  willing  listen,  but                  this  is  what  you  need  to  do  based  on  some  of  the                  things  I  went  through.So  that's  the  one  thing                  that  I  appreciated  the  most  with  is  him  -­‐-­‐  is  for                  both  of  them,  willing  to  sit  down  and  share  with  me                  some  of  the  things  that  a  young  minister,  that  a                  young  educator  who  aspires  to  go  into  administration                  needs  to  be  aware  of.      “If  you  could  sum  that  up  in  one  word,  what  would  that  be?”  I  asked.  “I  see  being  candid,  being  just  a  very,  very  clear  direction,  in  some  

ways  transparent.”  “I  thought  the  definition  of  mentoring  that  you  provided  earlier  was  

right  on  point.  I’d  like  to  know  how  you  would  define  success?”  I  asked.                     Well,  success  can  be  defined  in  a  number  of  different                  ways.  If  I  look  at  it  from  a  financial  standpoint,  that                  would  be  considered  having  enough  money  to  pay                  one’s  bills,  have  enough  money  to  get  the  things  one                  wants,  having  enough  money  to  invest  in  the  manner                  that  one  wants  to  invest,  that  would  be  considered  success.                    If  I  look  at  success  from  the  standpoint  of  social,                  social  contacts,  knowing  the  right  people,  going  to  the    

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             right  places,  having  the  right  contacts,  people  who                  know  you  by  your  first  name,  recognize  you,                  acknowledge  you,  they  –  what’s  the  word  I  want  to                  use?  –  they  verify  you,  if  that  makes  any  sense.                  That’s  one  way  of  considering  success.                    Of  course,  career,  you  know,  promotion  wise,                  meeting  specific  targeted  goals,  you  know,  being                  able  to  write  one’s  ticket,  you  know,  being  able  to                  do  what  one  wants  to  do,  when  they  want  to  do  it,                  how  they  want  to  do  it.                    So  it’s  a  number  of  different  ways  by  which  success                  can  be  measured...I  look  at  it  from  the  standpoint  of  it                  being  somewhat  of  conglomeration  of  all  three  that  I                  made  mention  of  and  with  all  three  having  somewhat                  as  best  of  an  equal  balance  as  I  can  make  it.                    Because  I  believe  you  don’t  want  to  have  too  much  of                  either  one  in  one  particular  place.  You  know,  that’s                  subject  for  argument,  but,  I  think  when  there’s  a                  good  balance  of  all  three,  it  keeps  one’s  perspective                  level  minded  and,  to  me,  it  just  makes  better  sense.                  Things  work  out  better.  You  don’t  take  yourself                  too  seriously.            “So  do  you  consider  yourself  successful  based  on  what  you  just  said?”  I  

asked.                  I  think  I  consider  myself  successful.  I  consider                  myself,  coming  to  the  point  to  where  I’m  approaching                  or  putting  myself  or  being  put  or  considered  in  a  place                  of  success,  because  often  at  times,  when  it  comes    

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             down  to  success,  sometimes,  you  know,  there’s  a  saying                  and  it  has  some  truth  to  it.  It’s  not  necessarily  what                  you  know,  it’s  who  you  know.                    So  if  you  are,  you  know,  generally  in  a  position  to                  where,  you  know,  people  –  you  know,  there’s  a                  saying  Biblically,  that…in  order  for  one                  to  receive  favor,  you  must  be  in  a  position  to  be  seen.                    With  that  being  said,  I  think  some  of  the  things  that                  I’ve  been  able  to  see  and  to  do  have  been  because  of                  that  favor.  I’ve  been  in  a  position  to  where  I  can  –       I’ve  been    seen  not  doing  anything  in  particular,  just       doing  my  job,  just  doing  what  I’m  supposed  to  be       doing,  you  know.  Trying  to  do  it  better,  trying  to  do       it  more,  if  this  makes  any  sense,  more  efficiently       than  anybody  else  and  trying  to                  put  a  signature,  sign  of  some  sort  on  what  I  do.                    I  want  people  to  know,  that,  number  one,  Barnes  is                  going  to  be  the  type  of  person  that  above  all  else  I                  want  to  have  integrity.  I  want  to  be  able  to  be  trusted.                  And  integrity  and  trust  kind  of  go  hand  in  hand.                    I  want  to  also  be  the  type  of  person,  and  I  feel  I  am  the                  type  of  person,  that  I’m  going  to  be  a  hard  worker.  I’m                  going  to  be  a  dedicated  person.  I’m  definitely  committed,        you  know,  and  commitment  is  something  that       oftentimes,  in  this  day  and  age,  is  often  spoken  about                  but  is  not  often  carried  out,  you  know.                    So  I  think  those  desires  that  I  just  made  mention  of                  alone,  will  cause  me  to  be  set  apart,  to  where,  you  know,                  the  Bible  says  that  a  man’s  gift  will  make  room  for  him.       And  I  believe  that,  because,  you  know,  I  believe  that    

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  there’s  a  time  for  all  things.                    So  there’s  a  time  for  me  to  gain,  there’s  a  time  for                  me  to  lose,  there’s  a  time  for  me  to  come  up  and                  be  at  a  level  where  all  my  personal  goals,  as  well  as                  some  of  my  personal  goals,  have  been  achieved                  and  there’s  some  things  I  may  not  have  been  able                  nor  will  I  be  able  to  achieve.                    Do  I  define  that  as  me  being  unsuccessful?                  No,  I  don’t.  Because  at  the  end  of  the  day,  it’s                  whether  or  not  I  can  look  myself  in  the  mirror                  and  be  satisfied  with  what  I  see.  Do  I  feel  confident                  knowing  that  I’ve  done  my  best?  I  have  a                  saying  in  education.  I  do  the  best  I  can,  for  who  I  can,                  for  as  long  as  I  can.                    Now,  for  those  of  us  in  education,  what  that  simply                  means  is  that  I  do  the  best  I  can  for  the  students  I                  teach,  for  as  long  as  I’m  able  to  do  it  in  a  manner                  that  sets  me  apart.                      And  when  I  say  do  it  in  a  manner  that  sets  me  apart,                  that,  again,  going  back  to  what  I  said  earlier,  that                  signature,  that  something  that  says,  yeah,  we  know                  this  Barnes  because.  We  know  that  he’s  able  to                  give  us  what  we’re  looking  for,  because  he’s  done                  these  things  before  in  the  past.      Daniel’s  definition  of  success  suggests  that  he  puts  great  value  on  his  

name.  Who  he  is  in  the  world  and  how  people  perceive  him  is  extremely  important.  His  faith  also  plays  a  role  in  how  he  presents  himself  to  the  world.  His  mentors,  one  a  pastor,  the  other  an  academic,  indicate  that  his  primary  values  in  the  world  are  religion  and  education.  Yet  Dan  is  a  

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mystery  to  me.  He’s  never  had  a  racial  incident,  at  least  overtly;  occur  to  him  in  his  lifetime.  He’s  not  had  that  critical  event,  whether  it  was  direct  or  indirect  that  has  put  him  beyond  the  pre-­‐encounter  stage  of  psychological  Nigrescence.    

Pierre  “Soul,  I  think  you’re  dissing  me  because  I’m  Haitian!”  Pierre  shouted,  

this  followed  by  a  deep  genuine  laugh.    Coolly,  the  Soul  retorted,  “No  my  brother,  I’m  just  saving  the  best  for  

last  that’s  all,”  he  chuckled  as  well.    I  said,  “Let’s  hear  some  of  your  story.”  “Well,  first  off,  I’m  gonna  start  with  a  little  bit  of  history  ‘bout  my  

mentor,  my  relationship  with  my  father.”  “Sure,”  I  said.                      Why  I  believe  I  needed  a  mentor,  because  –  well,                  why  my  parents  –  my  mother  believed  she  –  that  I                  needed  a  mentor.  My  father  left  –  maybe  I  might’ve                  been  about  ten  years  old.  I  was  very  close  to  him.                  And  he  –  when  he  decided  to  leave,  you  know,  we                  didn’t  have  a  choice.  We  didn’t  even  know  he  was                  leaving.  We  just  figured  he  would  disappear  for                  a  couple  days,  and  come  back.  My  mother  took                  it  out  on  us,  the  boys.                      And  of  course,  we  did  not  start  rebelling  because                  she’s  not  being  fair  towards  us.  And  being  fair                  was  very  important,  you  know.  Even  to  a  kid,                  considered  to  be  bad,  he  wants  to  be  treated  fair  –                  most  of  the  time,  that’s  why  a  kid  becomes  mis-­‐                understood,  becomes  rebellious,  because  if  you’re                  not  gonna  be  fair,  why  do  I  even  pay  you  any  attention?        

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             So  I  was  gettin’  real  bad.  My  first  mentor…  was  my                  teacher  at  school,  Miss  Reynolds.  Miss  Reynolds,  how                  she  mentored  me  was  basically  –  she  would  just  compliment  

                       me,  compliment  me  on  little  things,  like  she  taught                  me  to  open  door,  and  hold  it  for  a  lady.  And  then,                  when  I  saw  her,  I  was  ready  to  go  open  the  door  f                or  her.  And  she  complimented  me  on  that,                  made  me  feel  good.  And  then  I  would  do  it  for                  other  people.  And  they  also  complimented  me.                  It’s  like,  wow.  This  is  positive  reinforcement,  for                  such  a  simple  thing  as  opening  up  a  door,  you  know.                  Miss  Reynolds  always  encouraged  me.  She  said,                  you  know,  “You’ll  be  OK  as  a  English  major.”                  Me?  English  major?  She  said,  “No,  you’re  really                  good  at  this,”  and  I  said,  “OK,  cool.”                      And  she  just  encouraged  me.  So  if  that’s  mentoring,                  if  mentoring  is  just  encouragement,  then  that’s                  very  important  in  a  child’s  life  because  to  deal  with  a                  person  daily,  as  in  family  members,  and  stuff,                  one  can  grow  to  be  annoying.  Or  people  who  are                  not  fair  will  treat  that  person,  you  know,  any  way                  they  wanna  treat  them.  But  when  you  have  an  outside                  body  give  you  respect,  and  also  give  you  a  discipline,                  and  also  builds  your  character  through                  positive  reinforcement,  that  really  helps.                      ‘Cause  as  I  look  back,  I  –  you  know,  at  home,  when  a                  parent  is  raising  a  child,  a  boy  who  is  like  how  I  was  –  I                  was  very  stubborn.  OK?  And  especially  –  it’s  five  of  us,                  and  if  she  –  if  my  mother  wasn’t  being  fair,  as  far  as  I                  was  concerned,  I  don’t  listen  to  her.  So  now  every  time                  we  have  a  conversation,  she’s  disciplining  me.  So                  there’s  no  positive  reinforcement  there.  And  so,  it’s  a  –                  it’s  always  a  tug  of  war.  It’s  always  a  fight,  so  when  –  it’s    

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             not  that  you  want  the  fight,  but  if  you’re  not  gonna  treat                  me  fair,  I’m  not  gonna  listen  to  you.  You  know?                      So  you  know,  love  was  always  there,  it’s  known,  but                  didn’t  last  long  enough.  And  really,  all  you’re  tryin’  to                do  is  prove  yourself,  that  you’re  worthy  of  being                  treated  fairly,  so  when  you  have  somebody  who  takes                  their  time,  and  points  you  toward  the  direction  of  –  man,         you  know,  you’re  doing  a  good  thing.  You  know,                  just  somebody  to  encourage  you  –  just  that  goes  a  long       way.  It     goes  a  long  way,  so  my  first  mentor  that  I                can  remember  had  to  be  Sister  –  had  to  be                Miss  Reynolds,  at  my  Catholic  school,  St.  Jerome’s.                  Miss  Reynolds  was  my  eighth  grade  –  seventh  grade                  English  teacher.                    Another  mentor  –  well,  my  mother  started  seeing  me,                  and  realized  that  I  missed  my  father,  which  is  the                  reason  I  was  being  the  way  I  was  being,  she  assigned                  my  cousin,  Jacques,  to  me  and  my  brothers.      “And  how  old  was  Jacques?”  I  asked.                    Jacques  –  he’s  a  older  man  now  –  Jacques,  back                  then,  I  would  say,  maybe  he  was  35.  And  he  would  take                  us  to  play  soccer,  really  wouldn’t  teach  us  too  much.                  Yeah,  matter  of  fact,  he  did  ‘cause  he  taught  me  how                  to  play  chess.  And  to  this  day,  I  still  teach  other  kids                  chess.  He  taught  me  how  to  play  soccer,  taught  me                  about  activity,  and  exercise.  Didn’t  appreciate  it  –  nah,                  can’t  say  “appreciate”  –  understand  it.  I  appreciated  it,                  but  didn’t  understand  it.  Taught  me  push  ups,  sit                  ups,  and  jumping  jacks.  And  you  know,  come  –  as  I                  look  at  my  life  now,  those  kinda  things  I  do  myself                  with  other  people,  ‘cause  those  are  the  things  (that)  go    

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             real  far.  Taught  me  to  play  chess,  and  I’m  playing                  chess,  pretty  much,  since  I  was  12.  And  I’m  guessing                  these  ages,  ‘cause  you  know,  time  is  such  a  blur.                In  that  time  period.  And  he  was  really  very  influential  –                  you  know,  took  the  time  out  just  to  say  little  things,                  can’t  remember  exactly  what  he  said,  but  he  took  the                  time  out.  You  know?  And  there  was  simpler  things,                  spoke  to  me  whenever  I  was  in  trouble  with  my  mother,                  and  you  know,  just  took  the  time  out  to  give  me  a                  male,  respectable,  discipline  –  respectful  discipline,  not                  just  a  beat  down.  You  know?  My  mother,  she  got                  tired  of  talking,  so  it  was  just  –  it  was  on.  But  he  took                  the  time  out  to  speak,  and  even  though  it  didn’t  last                  what  he  said,  but  it  was  said.  You  see  what  I  mean?                  Then,  my  cousin  –  well,  my  next  door  neighbor,                  Darrel  White,  I  used  to  sit  out  –  look  out  the  window,                  and  Darrel  was  my  best  friend,  Malik’s,  older  brother.                  Darrel  went  to  college.  Darrel  always  dressed  up  real                  nice,  played  chess,  dressed  up  real  nice.  I  would  watch                  the  way  he  treated  his  girlfriend,  and  his  shoes,                  and  his  clothing.  And  I  just  knew  this  –  that’s                  what  I’m  gonna  do.  When  I  get  older  –  well,  when                  I  get  dressed  up,  it’s  gonna  be  nice.  You  know?                  And  I  wanted  that  type  of  office-­‐type  job.                  He  was  very  successful,  even  now.                      When  he  came  home  from  college,  ‘cause  before  college,                  he  was  terrible.  Went  off  to  college,  came  back  this                  new  man,  responsible,  and  it  was  like,  “Wow!  I  wanna  look,       be  as  successful,  and  have  a  girlfriend  as  beautiful  as                  this  guy.”  You  know?  So  that  was  very  important.                    My  other  cousin,  Wayne  –  Wayne  Defino,  he  was  –                  he’s  a  school  teacher,  mentor  to  many.  He  would                  call  me  “young  man.”  And  if  you  catch  me,    

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             I  call  all  these  young  guys  here  –  Young  man.”                  It  bring  me  to  tears.  Yeah.        “Take  your  time,”  I  said.  Mindful  and  respectful  of  his  emotions  as  he  

reflected  on  someone  who  obviously  made  a  significant  impact  on  his  life  as  a  young  man  growing  into  adulthood.  It  would  be  easy  to  see  why  mentoring  is  so  important  to  someone  who  has  lacked  a  father  in  their  lives,  a  role  model.  Though  in  Pierre’s  situation  it  seems  that  at  an  early  age  he  chose  to  replace  his  missing  father  with  friends,  neighbors,  relatives  and,  as  he  got  older,  mentors.  His  was  truly  a  village.    

                 …Yeah,  I’m  good.  Yeah,  so  Wayne,  he  was  like  the                  head  of  the  family.        “And  how  old  were  you  at  that  time?”  I  asked.  “Who?  Wayne?  This  is  –  maybe  ‘bout  –  this  is  all  around  my  9,  11,  and  

12,  13  –  around  that  time.  Wayne’d  always  bring  the  snacks  over.  OK,  where  was  I?  Oh,  yeah...”  

                 He  took  us  to  the  first  –  to  our  first  movie.  My                  mother  was  very  plain  and,  you  know,  she  has  five                  kids,  so  she  didn’t  care  for  movies.  We  hardly  went  out                  to  eat,  which  was  fine.  We  didn’t  have  a  problem                  with  it.  We  didn’t  know  about  it.  You  know?  So  it                  was  fine.  You  know?  And  but,  Wayne  took  us  to                  our  first  movie,  “Spies  Like  Us.”  And  whatever  year                  that  was,  I  can  tell  you  from  there,  ‘cause  that’d                  just  come  out,  then  I’d  know  my  age.      “I’m  not  familiar  with  that,”  I  said.  I  could  feel  the  emotions  in  this  

man  as  he  reflected  on  a  past  that  was  fulfilling  yet  empty.  Without  a  strong  Black  father  at  the  center  of  his  family,  even  with  a  village  of  men  and  women  helping  him  along,  he  was  still  left  with  a  scar.  That  moment  

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when  his  father  left  the  family,  whatever  the  circumstance,  was  a  critical  event  in  Pierre’s  life  and  the  impact  is  manifesting  itself  today.    

“And  I’ll  never  forget  that  movie,  but  'young  man'  he  would  call  me,  and  said,  “Wow!”  So  I  don’t  know  why  I’m  emotional,  but  –"  

“Hey,  that’s…”  I  began  to  tell  him  it’s  OK  to  get  emotional,  but  decided  to  be  quiet  and  listen,  and  let  the  moment  play  out.    

And  he  would  use  –  treat  you  properly  –  you  know?  “Right  –  like  a  young  man.”  “Uh  huh.”    “Made  you  feel  –  like  you  were  special?  Made  you  feel  like  you  were  

proud?  Made  you  feel  like  were  –  I  don’t  want  to  put  words  in  your  mouth,  man,”  I  said,  mindful  not  to  intrude  too  far  into  his  story.    

“It  felt  good.  You  know?  That’s  simple.”  I  nodded  in  concurrence.  “It  was  nothing  big.  He  just  treated  you  respectful.”  “And  that  was  it.”  Again  I  nodded.        

So  from  then  I  realized,  “Man,  young  men  really  wanna    be  felt  or  looked  at  respectfully.”  He  taught  me    also  responsibility,  ‘cause  respect  comes  from  an    action.  It’s  a  reaction.  So  he  used  to  say  things  like  –    he’s  still  alive,  Wayne.  I  don’t  speak  to  him  as  often.    I  need  to  –  I  spoke  –  I  thought  about  him  today,  when  I    called  somebody  else  “young  man.”  That’s  where  I  got    this  from.  So  he  would  say,  “No  hanky  panky.”    

 Pierre  laughed.                    I  was  like,  “Oh  boy.”  First,  I  didn’t  understand.  But  he                  would  say,  “No  hanky  panky.”  And  I’m  like,  “Oh  wow.”                  And  then  he  started  breaking  it  down.  He  started    

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             breaking  it  down,  “No  hanky  panky.”  But  I  think  for  him,                  for  me,  he  was  the  biggest  mentor  that  I’ve  –  that  I  had.                  Not  for  specific  reasons,  other  than  I  watched  him,                  tend  to  his  wife,  tend  to  his  children.  He  was  in  the                  house  with  his  family.  Now  Marcus’s  father,  Sprats  –                  Sprats  –  lives  right  next  door  to  me.  I  used  to  watch                  him.  You  know,  he  used  to  come  over  to  the  house                  and  fix  things  –  lights  and  stuff,  and  I  used  to                  watch  him,  ‘cause  my  father  and  I,  before  he  left,                  he  would  do  all  sorts  of  things  –  build  bird  cages,                  and  he  would  –  he  had  a  fish  tank,  and  I  would  help                  him  with  the  fish  tank.  But  when  he  left,  it’s  like,  you                  know,  I  remember,  he  put  the  bath  –  I  always  wanted                  to  be  there  to  learn.      “Did  you  have  mentors  as  an  adult,  who  may  have  influenced  you?”  I  

asked.                    Devier  was  another  guy.  Devier  was  the  fancy  car  guy.                  He  was  in  corrections,  and  he  owned  a  barber  shop,                  and  I  came  from  –  another  guy  named  Donald,  owned                  a  barber  shop.  Now,  Donald  –  I  just  love  his  style,                  his  swagger.  You  know,  I  didn’t  know  –  there                  was  no  swagger  back  then.  But  this  is  in  ’95.  ..and                  Devier,  I  met  him  in  ’95.  Donald  had  such  a  swagger  to                  him  –  shop  was  gorgeous.  And  I  would  be  drivin’  –  goin’    

  to  school,  “Man,  one  day,  I’ll  be  able  to  work  in  that  shop.”       But  I     found  out  that  anybody  could  work  in  the    

             shop  –  it  just  looked  good.  But  they  just  didn’t  care                  who  worked  in  it.                    I  went  to  work  for  them,  and  I  watched  Donald.  And                  he  was  a  bad  influence.                  Donald,  after  I  found  out,  I  was  so  disappointed.                  And  he  was  such  a  good-­‐lookin’  man  –  built,  the    

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             ladies  loved  him.  He  had  this  voice,  and  he  was  –                  like  the  swagger  is  what  I  appreciated  about  him,                  but  then  I  found  out  he  was  on  drugs.    “Were  there  any  instances  where  they  helped  you  with  life  

situations?”  I  asked.  “Yes.  (Devier)  he  pulled  me  aside.  He  said  to  me,  'What  are  you  doin’?  

Don’t  you  realize  what  you’re  doin’?  I  was  selling  bootleg  cell  phones.”    “So,  you  were  the  middle  man,  the  go  between?”                    Now,  I  wasn’t  selling  them.  I  didn’t  make  ‘em.  I  didn’t                  know  anything  about  them.  But  if  you  needed                  something,  I’m  gonna  be  the  one  to  help  you  to  get  it.                  You  know?                      I  guess  I  was  looking  to  be  –  I  guess  it’s  back  to  that                  respect  thing.  You  know,  needed,  or  considered  –  you                  see  what  I  mean?  Or  influence.  You  want  to  be  an                  influence.                    So  somebody  needed  something,  you  know,  “I  know  a                  guy  that  does  this,  does,”  there  really  was  no  money  in  it.                  It  really  wasn’t  worth  it,  ‘cause  I  made  more                  money  cuttin’  hair.  This  took  away  from  cuttin’  hair.                  Made  more  money  workin’  at  the  drug  store.  This  took                  away  from  the  drug  store,  ‘cause  now  I  have  to  answer                  the  phone,  find  out  your  phone  is  bad,  then  I  gotta  go  look                  for  the  dude  that  does  the  phones,  and  I  can’t  find  him.                      And  it’s  like  –  so  Devier  –  I  remember  goin’  to  the  car.                  The  guy  calls  me  –  Junior  calls  me.  “Yo,  I’m                  outside.”  Sonny’s  drivin’  a  nice  Camry,  and  I  said,                  “OK,  I’m  comin’.”  He’s  just  around  the  corner  on                  Franklin  Avenue.  No,  on  Caroll,  up  on  Caroll.  I  go  up  to                  the  car,  bag  full  of  phones,  plastic  bag  full  of  phones.    

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             Behind  Sonny’s  car  is  a  cop  car,  two  cops.                  I’m  bringing  him  the  bag,  bunch  of  guys  at  the  corner.                  Devier  watches.  Devier  comes  back,  and  say,  “Yo,  bro,  do                  you  –  did  you  just  realize  what  happened  just  now?                  Did  you  see  what  just  happened?                    I  said,  “What  are  you  talkin’  about?”  I  was  just  like,                  “Duh.”  I  mean,  literally,  flew  right  over  my  head.                  Ignorant,  stupid,  whatever  you  wanna  call  it.                  He  said,  “Did  you  see  those  cops  behind  you?  Did  you                  see  the  DTs  (detectives)  over  there?  And  the  cops                  over  here?"  he  said,  "You  just  –  do  you  make  any                  money  with  these  phones?  What  are  you  doin’?                  What’s  the  point?”                      OK.  Never  did  it  again.  Then  I  got  into  cable                  boxes.  I  didn’t  flip  ‘em  but  that  was  about  money.                  I  get  a  cable  box  for  $25,  I  can  sell  it  for  $300.                  That’s  good.  It’s  great  money,  until  I  was  sellin’  right                  in  the  shops.  Right  in  my  shop  –  I  mean,  it  was  no                  big  deal.  It’s  like,  whatever.  You  need  a  cable  box?                  I  got  you,  no  problem.  Didn’t  think  about  it  twice.                  There  was  no  thought  about  it.  I  think  it  was  Devier                  or  Paul,  one  of  my  barber  friends,  "Thief,  what  are                  you  doin’?  Do  you  even  –  are  you  even  thinkin’?"                So  here  I  am,  a  respectable  business  owner  –  finally,                  I  own  a  barber  shop.      Reflecting  on  what  Pierre  just  shared  with  me  has  helped  me  see  into  

his  heart,  his  soul.  Given  what  he  has  told  me  in  this  brief  entrée  into  his  life,  it  seems  apparent  that  fairness  and  respect  are  at  the  forefront  of  relationships  for  him.  In  fact,  he  mentioned  that  during  our  discussion  of  Black  and  ethnicity  earlier  on,  “If  this  person  got  the  opportunity  to  know  me,  he  would  respect  me.  Their  respect  is  probably  to  me  the  most  

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important  thing.”  In  the  definition  that  the  Soul  developed,  respect  is  a  key  part  of  mentoring.    

Pierre  has  spent  the  better  part  of  his  adult  life  as  a  barber.  His  mentors  and  role  models  were  barbers,  people  he  emulated  and  respected.  Based  on  what  he’s  shared,  he  always  saw  himself  as  a  barber,  owning  his  own  shop.  That  was  his  dream,  along  the  way,  Devier,  Donald,  and  others  helped  his  dream  become  his  reality.  Interestingly,  Pierre  has  chosen  a  career  where  Black  men  can  go  to  be  Black,  to  be  a  businessman,  a  ball  player,  a  student,  a  pastor,  a  teacher,  a  salesman…a  man!    

“Hey,”  it  was  the  Soul  again,  “before  you  leave  Pierre’s  story,  let  me  share  this,  by  Leswin  Laubscher  from  his  study  on  African  American  men  that  he  conducted  visiting  barber  shops  around  the  country:”  

                 On  completion  of  the  haircut,  the  chair  is  swiveled                  so  that  the  end  product  is  viewed  in  the  mirror.                  As  process,  there  is  a  statement  here  as  to  the                  primacy  of  interaction  above  the  instrumentality                  of  the  haircut  itself.  In  addition,  however,  in  this                  particular  case,  the  mirror  the  customer  is                  swiveled  to  is  framed  by  pictures  of  African                  American  sportsmen  and  entertainers  like  Mike                  Tyson,  Michael  Jordan,  George  Benson,  Nas,  and  so  forth.                  Literally,  as  one  looks  at  oneself  in  the  mirror  –  seeing                  how  good  a  Black  man  one  has  been  made  to  be  –                  other  Black  men  frame  the  ideal  in  a  halo                  that  is  both  burden  and  liberation.clvi        “Wow!”  I  exclaimed.  I  could  no  longer  hold  in  my  excitement.  These  

conversations  were  an  eye-­‐opener  for  me.  It  truly  gave  me  a  look  into  the  hearts  and  minds  of  Black  men,  as  I’ve  never  seen  before.    

“Excited,  are  you?”  asked  the  Soul.  

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“Well,  yeah.  The  information  they  shared  has  validated  some  of  the  things  we’ve  been  talking  about  during  the  last  two  days.  I’ve  heard  first  hand  how  and  why  trust,  respect,  communication,  and  commitment  are  key  ingredients  for  a  strong  mentoring  relationship.  It’s  even  more  important  because  it  came  from  the  experiences  of  the  protégés,  so  there  were  no  self-­‐serving  issues  going  on.  It’s  also  clear  that  role  models  are  important  and  that  a  role  model  has  to  have  depth,  to  stand  for  something.  I’ve  also  been  able  to  determine,  based  upon  what  we  discussed  yesterday,  how  understanding  BID  gives  me  added  insight  into  who  they  are  and  how  they  view  the  world  at  least  from  the  viewpoint  of  stages  of  Nigrescence.”  

“That’s  a  lot  of  information.”  “Yes,  and  there  is  more.  But  I  really  need  to  get  back  to  them.  This  is  

fun  and  enlightening  at  the  same  time.  Thanks  for  coming,  I  gotta  roll  out.”  I  said  excitedly.  

“Cool.  Enjoy  the  ride  with  the  Brothas.”    At  that,  he  was  gone.    

   

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CHAPTER  5      NOW  I  CAN  DREAM    Hold  fast  to  dreams  For  if  dreams  die  Life  is  a  broken-­‐winged  bird  That  cannot  fly.    Hold  fast  to  dreams  For  when  dreams  go  Life  is  a  barren  field  Frozen  with  snow.clvii        Long  into  the  evening  I  talked  to  these  five  men.  Questions  about  life,  

about  mentors,  about  family  and  friends,  hardships  and  disappointments  all   came  out   in  one   form  or  another.  Exhausting  as   it  may  have  been,   I  was  transformed  because  it  was  really  the  first  time  I’d  ever  explored  the  concerns,   attitudes,  behavior,   and   life  history  of   a  Black  man.   I   learned  something.    

“Yes.   I   think   you  did   learn   something,”   said   the   Soul.   “But  what  did  you  learn?”  

“It’s   interesting,   they   all   have   different   stories   of   course,   but   I   see  certain   similarities   in   their   experiences,   at   least   as   it   appears   to  me,”   I  answered,  and  added,  “and  some  of  my  views  were  kind  of  altered,  kind  of  changed.  Understand?”  

“How  so?”  said  the  Soul  in  an  inquisitive  tone.  

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“Well,   I’ve   already   talked   somewhat   about   my   thoughts   on   the  diaspora   and  how   that  was   changed   based   on   the   stories   and   feedback  from  Adisa,  Pierre  and  Rock.”    

“Of  course,”  he  said.    “So  now,  I’ll  share  with  you  that  I  always  thought  dreams  had  to  begin  

in   childhood.   I   assumed   that  we  picked  up  dreams   as   kids   playing   and  picturing  ourselves   as   comic  book  heroes,  movie   stars,   first   responders,  healers,  etc.”    

“And?”  asked  the  Soul.  “And   I’ve   learned   that   as   a   result   of  many   of   the   stories   I’ve   heard,  

dreams  may  come  at  any  time.  They  are  ever  present.”    “Interesting.   That   may   be   obvious   to   some   and   not   so   obvious   to  

others,”  he  said.  “Let  me  expand.  Charles  Drebing  and  Winston  Gooden’s  definition  of  

a  dream,  ‘is  an  effectively  charged  cognitive  image  of  the  central  life  goals  of   an   individual.   This   image   exists   over   and   above   ordinary   goals,   and  carries  with   it   personal   issues  of   identity   as  well   as   existential   issues  of  purpose  and  meaning.’”clviii    

The  Soul  continued.  “The   understanding   of   dreams   is   important   in   the   mentor-­‐protégé  

relationship.  In  a  sense,   it's  the  foundation.  It  provides  the  basis   for  the  goals   of   the   relationship,   e.g.,   promotion   to   a   higher   level   in   the  organization   or   graduation   from   college.   According   to   Gooden   ‘the  mentor   relationship   is   important   developmentally   because   of   its  connection   to   the   Dream.   In   Levinson’s   formulation,   the   ideal   mentor  relationship  involves  a  mentor  who  is  about  a  half  generation  older  than  

the  mentee’.clix  Furthermore,  Gooden  states,”                      the  developmental  power  of  the  relationship  is                  based  on  the  mentor’s  belief  in  the  mentee’s  Dream.    

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             By  believing  in  the  mentee’s  Dream  the  mentor                  helps  the  mentee  to  believe  that  the  Dream                  can  be  accomplished.  The  mentor  is  a  transitional                  figure  who  helps  the  mentee  create  a  space  in  which                  to  try  out  in  the  imagination  and  in  reality  a  future                  self  to  be  realized.clx        “That’s  what  I’ve  noticed  after  talking  to  these  gentlemen,”  I  said.  “Their  dreams  are  coincidental  to  their  mentoring  relationships.  What  

I  don’t  understand  and  what  is  fascinating  to  me  is  the  question  of  what  came  first?  In  informal  mentoring  relationships,  does  the  protégé  actively  seek  a  mentor  that  has  the  same  or  similar  attributes  as  his  dream?  Or,  is  the   mentor   attracted   to   the   protégé   by   observing   his   attitude   and  behavior?  I  won’t  try  to  answer  those  questions  today,  but  perhaps  some  other  time,  or  maybe  someone  else  has  or  will.”    

“Don’t  you  think  that’s  a  little  premature?  The  data  is  right  in  front  of  you,”  said  the  Soul,  a  little  flabbergasted.    

“Meaning?”  I  said,  a  little  defensive.    “Meaning,  try  to  understand  what  you’ve  seen  and  heard.”    “Here’s   the   deal,   just   based   on   the   introductions   from   the   five  

Brothas,  I  could  surmise  that  the  protégé  has  sought  out  the  mentor,  and  the   mentor   was   willing   to   form   that   one-­‐on-­‐one   relationship   on   each  occasion.   Adisa   said   he  was   ‘looking’   for   a  mentor;   Kareem   sought   the  advice  of  someone  who  was  familiar  with  the  streets;  Pierre  used  to  drive  by  the  barber  shops  thinking,  ‘I’m  going  to  work  there  sometime.’  Daniel,  was  looking  for  a  mentor  in  his  spiritual  and  professional   life,  and  Rock  told  you  he  was   looking   for   someone  who   looked   like  him  and  had   the  same  cultural  background  among  other  characteristics.”    

As  my  mind  wandered  back  over  what  I  had  heard,  it  was  clear  to  me  that  the  Soul  was  accurate  in  his  assessment.  Clearly,  the  protégé,  at  least  in   these   conversations   and   stories,   sought   out   their   mentors   and   each  

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were  fortunate  enough  to  find  men  they  considered  role  models  to  take  the  next  step  and  devote  time  to  mentoring.    

“What  else  did  you  learn?”  asked  the  Soul.  “Oh   yeah.  Well,   I   found   there   to   be   certain  patterns   or   themes   that  

emerged  from  my  discussions  with  the  Brothas.  I’ll  go  into  the  details  in  a  few,   but   overall   they   talked   about   the   impact   of   a   Black  male   in   their  lives,   specifically   a   father;   their   values,   most   common   of   which   were  religion,   education,   and   careers;   race   and   ethnicity   which   congregated  around  media   stereotyping,   slavery,   and   the   diaspora   (black   on   black);  and  finally  mentoring  characteristics.”  

“Wow,  I  see  you  were  very  busy  last  night  and  this  morning.”    “Yes,  but  I  would  be  surprised  if  this  is  news  to  you,”  I  said  knowingly.    “I  think  one  other  question  has  been  answered.”    “What’s  that?”    “A  dream  deferred  can  sometimes  be  revived.”  

The  Father  Figure  “The  Brothas   seem   to  have  a  very   strong  understanding  and  passion  

for   a   patriarchal   family   figure.  Whether   that   figure   was   their   father   or  not,   it   seems   that   they  understand   the   importance  of   the  presence  of   a  Black  adult  male  in  a  family,”  I  said.  “The  importance  of  a  father  is  critical  to  the  emotional  state  of  a  young  Black  man.”  

“In   the   absence   of   the   father,   there   seems   to   be   an   underlying  emotional  plea,  why  did  my  father  leave?”  I  reflected.  

“Pierre  and  Rock  both  were  without  their  fathers  during  their  teenage  years  and  into  adulthood,  recall  how  emotional  Pierre  had  been  when  he  spoke  of  his  role  model  and  mentor  of  his  pre-­‐teen  years,  Wayne.”    

I   interrupted  my   train  of   thought  and   said,   “I’m  going   to   share  with  you  vignettes  from  my  conversations  with  the  Brothas.  This  should  give  you   some   insight   on   how   I   derived   the   themes.   Afterwards,   I’ll  summarize  for  you.”  I  said.    

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“Fantastic.  Can’t  wait  to  hear  what  they  had  to  say.”  “Let’s   start  with   this   from  Rock,  discussing   the  absence  of  his   father  

and  stepfather  and  how  mentors  have  helped  shape  him:”                    …and  I  think  that  being  a  black  male  raised                  without  a  father,  when  another  Black  male  sees                  something  in  me,  I  naturally  am  attracted  to  that                  because  as  a  man,  you  can’t  be  a  man  unless  another                  man  teaches  you  how  to  become  one,                  a  good  man,  a  right  man.                  Eventually  you’ll  get  there,  but  you  got  to  go                  through  so  much  and  you  can  make  so  many                  mistakes  and  not  even  know  it.      “That   is   very   poignant,   almost   sad.   Yet   his   strength   and   perhaps  

mentors   and   role   models   have   helped   him   persevere   and   become   the  man  that  he  is  today,”  said  the  Soul.  

“What  about  the  others?  I  assume  they  had  father  figures  at  home?”  “The   others   did   have   fathers   at   home   and   they   had   a   great   deal   of  

respect   for   them,   especially   as   adults.   I   think   in   many   ways   they   are  images  of   their   fathers-­‐-­‐   their   identity   is   somewhat  a   reflection  of   their  father,”  I  surmised.  

“For   example,   in   the   case   of   Adisa,   his   father   was   a   pastor,   a   great  orator,   and   in   many   respects   he   gets   his   confidence,   leadership   and  oratory  skills  from  his  father.  Check  out  this  from  my  conversations  with  Adisa:”    

                 …before,  I  wouldn't  even  -­‐-­‐  I  mean  I  honestly  hated                  the  guy.  But  I  look  at  it  now  and  I'm  just  like  (him)                  I'm  so  fortunate  to  have  a  father  like  him.  He's  a                  very  wise  guy.  A  lot  of  my  talent  as  far                  as  communication…and  just  because    

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             he's  a  -­‐-­‐  he's  a  preacher,  but  he  does  a  lot  of  huge                  speeches.  So  he's  very  comfortable  in  the  front                  of  a  large  crowd.  And  everyone  always  comments  on  it.                  How  he's  an  able  orator.  And  now  he  just                  provides  (me)  with  so  much  more  wisdom.      “Dan  wants  to  take  the  mantle  and  legacy  his  father  left  and  carry  on.  

It’s   not   a   coincidence   that   his   father  was   a   schoolteacher,   like   himself,  and   that   they   even   attended   the   same   college.   His   father   greatly  influenced  his  life.  Here  are  his  words,”  I  said,  speaking  to  the  Soul.    

                 I  think,  you  know,  my  parents  would  be  very  proud                  of  me,  you  know.  Number  one,  I’m  employed,  thank  god.                  Number  two,  I’ve  accomplished  some  things  that                  my  father  didn’t  accomplish.  My  father  wanted  to                  go  to  school  and  get  a  master’s  degree.  My  father                  never  got  a  master’s  degree.  My  motivation  to                  go  into  administration,  I  think,  comes  about  as  a                  result  of,  in  some  ways,  some  things  that  I  think                  my  father  might  have  had  a  desire  to  do  but  was                  never  in  a  position  to  do.  So  I  see  it  as  a  mantle,                  not  only  as  a  career  goal  but  it’s  a  personal  goal                  to  try  and  make  a  greater  difference  in  the  lives  of                  people…So  it  definitely  shaped  my  (self-­‐image)                  seeing  my  father  go  to  work,  seeing  my  father                  be  in  (a  profession)  helped  me  I  think,  you                  know,  (he  will)  always  and  forever  be  a  role  model                  because,  you  know,  even  after  I  finished  college,                  he  died  –  my  father  died  in  the  hospital.  It  just                  really  -­‐-­‐  really,  it  shaped  me,  you  know.'        “I   think  Kareem’s   self  professed   reserve  and  calm  may  be  a   result  of  

his  father's  influence  as  well,  and  this  speaks  to  the  notion  of  a  stern  and  direct  father  figure,  perhaps  a  role  model  but  not  quite  a  mentor,”  I  said.    

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                 You  know,  beside,  like  I  said,  my  father  (a  mentor),                  you  know,  he  showed  me  a  lot  about  just  being  respectful                  to  people.  So,  you  know,  I  can't  forget  him,  even  though                  he  didn't  talk  a  lot,  but  you  knew  what  he  meant  when                  they  said  back  in  the  olden  days,  well  I'm  going  to  tell                  your  father.  So  when  they  said  I'm  going  to  tell  your  father,       that  meant  you'd  better  straighten  up,  because  your                  father  was  coming  in  to  -­‐-­‐  he  was  the  justice.                  The  mother  was  the  jury  and  the  father  was  the  executioner.      “I   can   see   how   the   thought   of   a   strong   and   firm  patriarch   rose   to   a  

level   of   knowledge   for   you.   Perhaps   this   may   help   you   make   the  connection   with   identity   development   and   mentoring,”   said   the   Soul.  “Take  note  of  this,”  he  said.    

“Wesley   Long   and   Courtney   Ann   Farr   noted   ‘While   Charlie   was  growing   up,   he   had   watched   his   father   return   to   school   and   study   to  become  and  accountant,  giving  Charlie  the  basis  for  perceiving  his  goals  in   concert   with   his   emergent   ethnic   identity’.clxi   And   according   to  Gooden,  ‘The  absence  of  positive  relations  to  fathers  and  the  high  degree  of  difficulty  with  male  authority   figures   in  their  teens  reported  by  these  men  suggest  that  mentoring  relationships  would  be  very  useful  not  only  in  helping  them  form  Dreams,  but  also  in  helping  them  develop  positive  Black  male  identities  and  positive  images  of  authority  figures.’”clxii  

“So,   it   seems  to  me  that  a   father   figure   is  key   in   the  development  of  the  self,  particularly  for  a  male.  It’s  like  removing  the  condensation  from  the  bathroom  mirror  and  what’s   looking  back  at  you  is  an  older  version  of  yourself.  I  think  the  same  can  be  said  of  mentors,  only,  the  mentor  is  the  self  you  want  to  become,”  I  said.    

“The   men   who   had   fathers   in   the   home,   would   you   say   that   those  fathers  were  mentors?”  asked  the  Soul.    

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“Now  that’s  a  very  good  question.  The  answer  is  complicated;  it’s  both  'yes'  and  'no'.  I  think  each  of  the  fathers  were  role  models  for  certain,  but  I  don’t  believe  they  were  all  mentors,  maybe  because  they  weren’t  asked,  or  because  the  dream  of  the  son  was  completely  different  than  what  the  father   represented,  or  perhaps   the   father  did  not  want   to  establish   that  kind  of  relationship,”  I  said.  

“Furthermore,  its  relative  to  the  period  of  growth.  During  childhood,  and  teen  years,  the  relationships  seem  to  be  strictly  paternal,  in  that  the  father   was   the   disciplinarian,   the   bread   winner,   not   really   a   ‘pal’.   As  noted  from  Adisa  above,  he  literally  hated  his  father,  and  Dan  stated  that  his   father   was   not   a   touchy   feely   kind   of   person,   so   the   father’s   role  seemed  to  have  been  alpha  male  and  that’s  it.”    

“However,  as  adults,  the  Brothas  had  choices,  and  in  the  case  of  Adisa,  he   came   to   respect   his   father’s   wisdom   and   seemingly   the   father  reciprocated  and  began  to  give  Adisa  more  respect,  perhaps  as  a  result  of  his  critical  event.  The  result  was  Adisa  seeing  his  father  not  only  as  a  role  model,  but  also  as  someone  who  could  become  his  mentor,  particularly  in   his   spiritual   life   as   well   as   in   a   role   of   communicator.   Dan’s   father  passed  on,  but  based  upon  the  fact  that  he  has  built  an  image  and  a  life  very  similar  to  his  father's,  it  would  not  take  much  to  assume  that  Dan’s  father  could  have  been  a  mentor.   I   think   in  the  case  of  Kareem,  he  had  become   very   interested   in   boxing   and   also   became   a  Muslim,  which   in  both  cases  were  opposite  of  his  father,  so  in  essence  his  father  was  not  his  mentor,   and   Kareem  was   not   likely   to   ask   him   to   play   that   role   in   his  life.”    

“Perhaps   that’s   something   you  might   want   to   explore   in   the   future,  mentoring  relationships  with  fathers,”  said  the  Soul.    

“Perhaps  I  will.”  “One  more  thing,“  I  said.  “OK.”    

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“Based   upon   the   information   I’ve   gathered   thus   far,   I’d   like   to   add  something  to  your  definition  of  a  mentor,”  I  said  

“And  that  is?”  said  the  Soul,  drawing  out  his  last  word  for  effect.  “I   would   say   that   a   mentor   is   a   role   model   who’s   said   yes   to   a  

relationship.   As   I   thought   through   the   conversations   I’ve   had  with   the  Brothas,  it  became  apparent  that  all  of  their  Black  adult  male  mentors  are  role   models,”   I   said.   “So,   all   mentors   in   an   informal   mentoring  relationship  are  role  models,  but  not  all  role  models  are  mentors.”    

“That  may  seem  obvious,  but   it  does  clarify   things,”   said   the  Soul.   “I  can  accept  that.”  

“Fathers  are   the   first   role  models  a  male  child  gets   to   see.  The  child  emulates   the   father’s   walk   and   talk.   They   want   to   be   their   fathers.   As  men,   it   doesn’t   seem   to   change   that  much.  Adisa,  Dan   and  Kareem   all  had   fathers   in   their   lives   and   they   each   in   their   own  way  has   taken  on  characteristics  of   their   fathers.  Pierre  and  Rock  were  both  without  their  fathers   for  a  significant  amount  of   their   lives,  and   it’s  apparent  that   the  lack   of   a   father   left   behind   something   more   long   lasting   than   just   a  missing  hug  or  kiss  good  night.   It’s   left   an  artifact  of   tremendous  value  waiting  to  be  claimed;  it’s  called  love.”    

Strong  Values  “When   you   look   deep   into   the   character   of   these   Brothas,   you   find  

that  they  have  a  lot  of  strong  values,  rooted  in  their  families,  their  lived  experiences,  and  their  mentoring  relationships,”  I  said.    

“I’m  eager   to  know  more  about   that.  Perhaps   it  will  make  an   impact  on  the  image  of  the  Black  man.  Something  positive  I  hope,”  he  said.    

“Well,   I   guess  positive   is   in   the  eye  of   the  beholder,  but   yes,   I   think  people  will   find,   as   I   have   that   there   is  much  more   depth   to   the   Black  man  than  sports  highlights”   I  said,   letting  the  Soul  know  that  I  had  not  forgotten  his  initial  premise.    

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“Faith,   education   and   career   were   all   extremely   important   to   them.  Each  in  his  unique  way  were  influenced  by  these  values  and  they  (values)  are   definitely   connected   to   the   relationships   they   have   with   their  mentors,”  I  said.    

Faith    “One  trait  or  value  common  to  all  of  these  men  is  their  strong  faith  in  

God.  Why   is   that   important?  Religion  will  most   likely  play  a   significant  role   in   their   choice   of   future   mentors   or   in   any   mentor-­‐protégé  relationships   they  are  currently   in.   In   fact,   the  Brothas  would  not  be   in  their  positions  of  success  were  it  not  for  their  strong  belief  in  their  God,  church,   pastors,   and   community.   Each   in   their   own   story   has   gone  through   a   period   of   trial   and   tribulation,   and   for   each   some   aspect   of  their   spirituality   has   been   the   signpost   by   which   they   were   directed  towards  their  mentors.”  

“So,  each  one  of  their  mentors  shares  in  their  religious  values  and  beliefs?”  asked  the  Soul.    

“No,  not  necessarily.  But  that’s  not  the  point  I’m  trying  to  make  here.  I’m  suggesting  that  their  mentors  were  in  a  certain  respect  akin  to  what  Kareem  described  as  ‘angels’,  and  their  faith,  the  ability  to  believe  in  and  completely   trust   something  or   somebody,   allows   them   to  not   only   give  their   trust   to   their   God,   but   also   to   believe   in   the   motives   of   their  mentors.”    

“That’s  powerful,  the  notion  of  having  faith  in  your  fellow  man,”  said  the  Soul.  

“Very,”   I   said,   and   continued.   “Here’s   a   couple   of   examples   of   how  powerful  faith  is  and  has  been  to  these  men.”    

“Pierre   uses   his   barber   shop   to   spread   the   word   of   the   gospel  according  to  the  Bible  and  to  train  and  mentor  young  men.  The  name  of  his  barbershop   is  Edify,  meaning   ‘to   instruct   and   improve,   especially   in  religious  knowledge’.clxiii  In  other  words,  to  educate.”  

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“Like  each  of  the  men  we've  talked  with,  Pierre  faced  difficult  choices  in   life   and   relied   on   the   values   and   strong   sense   of   identity   that   his  mentor  helped  him  grow  into.  Pierre  was  involved  in  a  fight  at  a  barber  shop   he   worked   at   in   New   York,   and   during   the   altercation   the   other  combatant  stabbed  Pierre  with  shears.  Pierre  took  the  advantage  and  had  an   opportunity   to   reciprocate,   here’s   how   he   describes   his   decision   to  constrain  himself:”  

                 But  at  one  point,  I  remember  picking  up  a  pair  of                  shears,  a  pair  of  iced  shears.  Picked  them  up,  held  them                  and  now  he  didn't  know  what  was  coming.  And  I                  turned  around  three  times  -­‐-­‐  three  times  to  –  three                  times  I  picked  up  the  shears  and  three  times...I  put  it                  down.  But  every  time  I  picked  it  up,  I  felt                  just  a  calm.  It  was  just  -­‐-­‐  I  was  just  at  peace                  with  the  situation  and  the  first  time  I  picked  it  up                  and  I  clamped  it  and  held  onto  it  and  I  didn't  hear                  anything,but  I  felt,  you  don't  have  to  do  it,  I  got  ya.                  I  felt  peace,  at  peace.  I  picked  it  up  again.                  Put  it  back  down.  Felt  the  same  peace.  And  the  third  time                  I  picked  it  up,  that's  when  I  believe  I  heard  or  I                  felt  comforted  where  I  didn't  have  to  do  it.                      And  now,  I’m  really  in  my  right  to  stab  this  guy,                  because  I  would  have  been  defending  myself,  but  I                  don't  think  I  would  have  been  obedient,  because                  I  was  told  not  to.  And  I  felt  that  I  was  told  not  to.  It                  was  just  it  happened  so  quick,  but  I  knew  -­‐-­‐  I  know                  that  that's  what  was  being  said.  You  don't  have  to  do                  it.  I  didn't  do  it.  And,  I  don't  know,  I  remember  after                  that  I  felt  alone  and  I  felt  like  I  was  missing  something.                  But  I've  never  understood  what  it  was.                      And  I  wasn't  too  smart  enough  or  religious  enough  or    

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             smart  enough  in  the  scriptures  to  know  that  that's                  what  I  was  missing  was  that  comfort.  And  it  wasn't                  until  I  become  saved  that  I  remember  getting  that.                  That's  what  it  was.  It  was  the  whole  experience,  taking                  care  of  me.  And  but  I  felt  just  an  overwhelming  calm.                  It  was  -­‐-­‐  you  understand  that  as  my  life  is  in  danger...                OK.  And  I  find  a  way  out  of  this  danger.  Thank  you.           Because  God  told  me  not  to,  is  how  I  take  it  and                  I  had  enough  faith  to  trust  that  that's  what  it  was                  and  I  don't  remember  putting  in  my  head  that  it  was  God.                  I  don't  remember  that.  I  just  -­‐-­‐  I  didn't  have                  to,  it  was  spiritual.      “This   was   a   critical   event   in   the   life   of   Pierre.   Though   he   did   not  

become  a  Christian  for  some  time  afterwards,  this  event,  this  sparing  of  a  life  he  could  have  easily  taken-­‐-­‐given  his  anger,  and  the  knowledge  that  he   could   have   been   killed-­‐-­‐shows   how   much   power   the   spirit   can  influence  a  man,”  I  said.    

“As  a  result,  his  life  and  his  career  are  devoted  to  sharing  the  power  of  the  spirit  with  others.  To  Edify.”  

“I’ll   share  one  more.  When  I  asked  Kareem  if  he  could  construct  the  ideal  mentor,  what  would  that  person  be  like,  here’s  his  response:”  

                 Caring  -­‐-­‐  I  mean  I  ain't  even  going  to  say  a                  color  or  anything.  No,  it  don't  have  to  be  that  way,                  because  we  all  have  a  heart  and  we  all  have  that                  thing  called  God  consciousness  inside  of  us.  So  how                  can  I  construct  him?  I'll  let  God  construct  him  and  I                  hope  I  can  be  around  to  see  him.  That's  all  I  can  say                  on  that,  because  I  ain't  going  to  say  what's  the                  perfect  person,  but  it  ain't  no  perfect  person.  So                  whatever  they  have  from  life  experiences,  then  that's                  what  I  would  take.  So  you  find  me  the  perfect  person,    

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             then  I'll  sell  you  some  land  in  Florida  that  don't                  have  no  gators  on  it.                      But  I  don't  know,  it  just,  it  ain't  no  perfect  person.                  So  only  -­‐-­‐  they  only  say  that  the  perfect  people  was         God's  prophets  and  messengers  that  came  here…  Them  the                  people  that,  you  know,  it  was  perfect.  So  they  left  a  path                  for  us  to  be  on.  So  God  almighty  know  that.  We  ain't                  going  to  be  perfect.  So  we  just  try  to  achieve  that  perfection         within  our  self.  Make  a  person,  no.  I  can't  tell  you  how  to         make  –  all  I  could  say  is  hopefully,                  he  has  some  caring  in  him  and  he  willing  to  go  the  long  mile    

    with  a  person,  to  be  there  for  them.  Sometime  we         might  not  be  there  all  the  time,  but  they  always  say,         God  ain't  always  on  time,  but  he  ain't  never  late.    The   Soul   commented.   “Religion   has   long   been   a   value   Black  

Americans   have   embraced.   Rooted   in   a   racist   past,   somehow,   Black  people   managed   to   find   strength   and   good   in   a   God   that   they   once  believed   to   be  White.   But   it’s   the   education   the   church  provided,   from  financial  literacy  to  moral  responsibilities  and  all  things  in  betweenclxiv  plus   mentoring,   which  makes   religion   so   important   to   this   discussion.  With  faith,  a  person  is  much  more  likely  to  show  resilience,  or  as  Kareem  suggests,  ‘go  the  long  mile  with  a  person.’”  

“To  piggy  back  off  of  that,  I’d  say  that  it’s  the  ability  to  believe  and  to  have   faith   that   allows   these   men   to   commit   to   the   mentoring  relationship.   Remember,   it’s   a   reciprocal   process,   a   relationship,   which  means   commitment   on  both   ends.  As  Rock   said   earlier,   it  means   to   be  accountable.  But  something  else  you  said,  about  education  that  resonates  because  education  was  one  of  the  themes  that  emerged  as  well.”  

Education  “That’s   a   good   lead   in   to   another   strong   value  of   these  men,   that   of  

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education.  Education,   it   seems,   is   linked  directly   to   the  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship,  and  with  good  reason.  The  purpose  of  the  relationship  is  to  gain  knowledge,  and  going  back  to  our  definition  of  adult  educators,  not  only  to  gain  knowledge  but  competence  as  well,”  I  said.    

“What  types  of  education  are  they  most  interested  in?  That  is  such  a  broad  topic  area,”  the  Soul  remarked.  

“It  is.  But  to  pare  it  down  into  a  section  or  two  would  be  too  narrow.  Let  me  just  say  that  these  men  are  firm  believers  that  education  impacts  their  lives  in  a  positive  way.  Some  have  formal  education,  bachelors  and  master’s   degrees,   while   others   were   educated   in   a   trade   or   craft.   All  understand  the  educational  value  of   the  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship,”   I  said.  

“How  so?”  asked  the  Soul.  “Man,  you  are  relentless,  I  should  know  that  by  now,”  I  replied.    “So   here’s   the   deal,   it   really   boils   down   to   much   more   than   the  

degrees   and   the   crafts.   It   seems   to   be   much  more   complex   than   that.  Don’t  get  me  wrong,  as   I  will   share  with  you,   those   ideals  of  education,  the  gaining  of  knowledge  in  some  type  of  formal  setting,  or  perhaps  even  vocational   training   where   competence   is   learned,   and   the   aura  surrounding   them,   is   a   strong   internal   drive,   it’s   real.   However,   what  these   men   experienced   with   their   mentors   is   a   different   kind   of  education,   it’s   teaching   them   the   traits   of   how   a   confident   and   strong  Black  man  should  conduct  himself,”  I  said.  

“Do  you  recall  our  discussion  on  hegemony?”  asked  the  Soul.  “Do  you  think   that   what   you   are   describing   is   in   someway   a   counter   to  hegemony?  Not  necessarily  a  balance,  because  the  grasp  of  hegemony  is  far  too  vast,  but  maybe  a  strong  encroachment  on  it?”  

“Those  are  great  questions,  and  yes,  there  is  some  validity  to  what  you  are  saying.  The  mentors  have  provided  strong  Black  role  models,  and  the  encounters,   the   education   is   from   a   Black   perspective,   so   in   essence   I  

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believe  this  is  an  encroachment  of  sorts  on  the  boundaries  of  hegemony,  and   it   is   also   a   part   of   the   incremental   healing   process   we   discussed  earlier.”    

“Gotcha,”  said  the  Soul,  and  then  “Any  details   from  the  Brothas?”  he  asked.  

I  began  recounting  my  memory  of  the  discussions  on  education.  “Here’s  a  quote  from  Rock,  discussing  his  search  for  role  models  and  

mentors:”                    Internally,  I  was  struggling  because  I  left  an                  environment  that  I  knew  I  didn’t  want  to  be  a                  part  of.  I  knew  that  as,  being  a  Black  male,  I  was                  not  the  typical  kid  that  –  or  individual  that  they                  portrayed  on  the  news  –  young,  sellin’  drugs,                  not  doing  well  in  school,  getting  young  women                  pregnant  before  being  married.                                  So  seein’  that  that’s  what  I  was  runnin’  away  from,                  and  being  able  to  have  examples  of  what  could  be,                  and  what  you  should  do,  was  everything  to  me                  because  no  matter  who  you  are  as  a  child,  as  a  young                  Black  male,  society’s  gonna  put  images  out.  Other                  people  of  other  ethnicities  are  not  gonna  have  the                  same  level  expectations.  People  are  gonna  shape                  your  thoughts  for  you  if  you  allow  them  to,  so  the                  reason  why  I  was  seeking  that  was  I  knew  I  didn’t  want                  to  be  that  way,  and  I  knew  I  was  more  than  that,                  and  all  I  needed  as  a  image  of  somethin’  that  I  knew  I                  could  be.  You  and  Lincoln  was  that  for  me.  You  were                  men  that  took  care  of  your  kids.  You  had  education.      “Man,   that’s   serious.   He   was   searching,   searching   for   someone   who  

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Black  man  could   become.   In  Lincoln  and  yourself,  he   found   two   strong  Black  men,  with  values,  perhaps  most  importantly,  education.”    

“Thank  you.  I  understood  when  I  met  Rock  that  he  was  interested  in  education,   that   education   was   a   vehicle   for   him   to   realize   some   of   his  dreams   and   aspirations,”   I   said,   and   transitioned   into   recalling   Adisa's  experience.    

“Adisa  is  a  young  man  similar  to  what  Rock  was  like  when  I  met  him,  eager,  hungry,  full  of  energy  and  excitement,  and  really  searching  for  that  someone   or   something   that   would   spark   him   to   grasp   his   potential.  Here’s  an  excerpt  from  our  conversation,  as  he  describes  how  he  met  his  mentor:”  

                 ...we  met  through  my  university  school  of  business.                  And  we  had  met  a  few  times  before,  again,  he                  actually  became  a  mentor...I  think  he's  proud  to  see                  a  young  guy,  a  African  American  man,  that's,  you                  know,  even  trying  to  do  something  of  a  sort.                  Because,  fortunately,  it's  become  a  lot  better,                  but  it,  especially,  in  this  -­‐-­‐  in  this  college,                  it  isn't  too  common  to  see  too  many  of  our  type                  that  are  really  trying  to  do  big  things                  in  life,  very  (a)  typical  things.      “Adisa   laments   about   his   perception   that   young   Black   males   at   his  

college   do   not   take   full   advantage   of   their   opportunities   and   ‘do   big  things  in  life…’  yet  its  apparent  that  he  believes  education  is  the  avenue  to  reach  your  dream.”    

“Now,  Dan  takes  a  different  view,  he  is  an  educator  and  has  been  for  most  of  his  career,  as  was  his  mother  and   father,   so   it's  what  he  knows  and   what’s   familiar   with.   For   him   education   is   part   of   his   life   and   he  values   it   above  most   things,   except   his   faith.  When   he   speaks  with   his  mentors,  education  and  career  are  at  the  forefront  of  their  conversations,  

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as  well  as  spirituality:”                                You  know,  I  talk  more  about  education  and,  what                  my  own  personal  goals  have  been,  and  he’s                  definitely  affirming,  both  from  a  practical  standpoint                  as  well  as  spiritual  standpoint.  He’s  been  very                  supportive,  and  a  lot  of  times,  you  know,  as  the                  saying  goes,  sometimes  you  don’t  need  everybody                  liking  you.  You  know,  you  just  need  the  right                  motivation.  You  need  the  right  people  in  your  corner.                  So  with  that  in  mind,  I  take  a  great  deal  of  stock                  in  him  working  to  encourage  and  affirm  it,  and                  I’ve  been  very  much  appreciative  of  that,  very  much                  appreciative  of  it.      “Do  you  recall  our  conversation  from  yesterday  when  we  talked  about  

education   and   mentoring   relationships   being   (or   not)   reciprocal?   We  talked   about   ‘the   banking   theory’   as   it   applies   to   educators   and  mentors?”clxv  the  Soul  asked.  

“Yes,  I  recall,”  I  replied.  “Have   you   gotten   any   feel   for   whether   these   relationships   (the  

Brothas)  are  ‘banking’  meaning,  autocratic,  in  that  the  mentor  gets  to  set  all   of   the   rules,   acts   as   the   only   provider   of   knowledge,   and   is  disinterested  in  the  protégés  experiences?”  he  asked.  

“Great  question,”  I  said,  thinking  about  how  good  it  feels  to  be  able  to  share  some  knowledge  with  the  Soul.    

“I  think  the  relationships  are  more  traditional  mentor-­‐protégé,  where  the  mentor  definitely   takes   the   lead  and  provides  guidance.  However,   I  think   the   relationships   can   be   more   open,   more   reciprocal,   but   both  parties,   particularly   the   protégé   must   liberate   themselves   from   the  traditional  view  of  mentoring,  seeking  wisdom  from  a   ‘wise  old  sage’  or  becoming   ‘star   struck’   in   the   presence   of   their   role   model.   They   must  

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‘unlearn’  this  story  before  they  can  truly  learn.”    “I   see.   I   find   it   interesting   that   you   used   the   term   ‘unlearn’.   I   agree  

with  you.  We  need  to  educate  both  mentor  and  protégé  on  the  value  of  the   reciprocal   teacher-­‐learner   model.   Angela   Brew   wrote   this   with  respect  to  ‘unlearning:’”  

                    Wisdom  may  come  through  experience,  but  it                  does  not  come  through  an  accumulation  of                  experience.  Unlearning  is  about  being  prepared  to                  throw  out  what  one  has  learnt  and  begin  afresh.                  I’m  inclined  to  say  that  it  is  the  process  of  learning                  that  is  important;  that  there  is  only  the  journey,  never                  the  destination.  However,  I  think  what  I  am  referring                  to  is  the  process  of  unlearning:  the  attempt  to                  access  our  inner  knowings;  the  coming  face  to  face,                  again  and  again,  with  our  ignorance;  with  our                  not-­‐knowing.  The  highest  point  of  knowing  is  not                  knowing.  Herein  lies  the  paradox  of                  learning  from  experience.clxvi        I   thought   for   a   moment   about   the   quote   from   Angela   Brew.   Yes,  

experience   is   very   important   in   these   relationships.   In   a   sense,   it   is   the  basis   of   the   protégé's   infatuation.   The   protégé   sees   in   the   mentor   a  picture   of   what   he   wants   to   become.   Therefore,   he   is   all   too   eager   to  follow  the  lead  of  the  mentor.  So,  given  this  dynamic,   is   it   important  to  unlearn  the  value  of  experience?    

“No.”   It   was   the   Soul.   “She's   not   saying   to   unlearn   the   value   of  experience,  she's  saying  that  we  should  value  the  importance  of  learning  –   so   that   we   can   gain   experience.   In   practical   terms,   it's   like   someone  saying   they've   always   done   something   this   way   or   that   way.   That  experience   has   value,   but   to   close   one's   mind   to   another   learning  opportunity   is   autocratic   and   should   be   unlearned.   You   see   the  

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difference?”  “Yes.  I  do.  It  makes  sense  given  our  discussion  on  reciprocal  teaching  

and  learning,”  I  said  matter-­‐of-­‐factly,  and  of  course,  moved  on.    “Naturally,  education  is  a  precursor  to  careers.  Can  they  ‘dream’  about  

a   career?   And   if   so,   how   has   the   mentor   made   an   impact   on   their  dreams?   These   are   some   to   the   questions   that   I   considered   when   this  theme  developed.”  

Career  “The   Brothas   are   career-­‐oriented   individuals.   Along   with   valuing  

education,   they   value   the   opportunities   it   provides   for   career  development,  career  advancement,  financial  stability,  and  self-­‐esteem.  If  education   is   the   ‘alley’   then   career   is   the   ‘oop’   for   them.   When   they  looked   at   their   mentors,   it   was   their   attitudes,   behaviors,   and   self-­‐confidence   that   they  were   attracted   to,   but   a  much   bigger   part   of   that  attraction  was  and  is  the  careers  the  mentors  are  engaged  in.”    

“They  can  see  opportunities  for  success?”  asked  the  Soul.    I   smiled.  The  Soul,   ever  diligent,  wants  me   to   see  how   the   feedback  

from  the  Brothas  and  the  themes  that  have  emerged  are  in  concert  with  our  guiding  questions.    

“Yes,   they  can,”   I  said.  “In  all  cases  the  Brothas  have  found  that  they  could  move  forward  and  chase  their  dreams.  They  could  see  themselves  professionally   doing   as   as   well   as   if   not   better   than   their   mentors.   It  seems  apparent  to  me  then  that  their  opportunities  for  success  have  been  enhanced  by  their  relationships  and  experiences  with  their  mentors.”    

Again,  I  began  to  relive  the  stories  from  the  previous  night  and  convey  them  to  the  Soul.  

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the  corporate  ladder,  to  follow  a  career  similar  to  his  mentor  is  evident,  and  Dan,  who  has   two  active  mentors,  one  his  pastor   and   the  other   an  education  administrator,  has  a  passion  for  success  as  an  educator.  Here’s  a  comment  from  Dan  about  his  administrator  mentor:”  

             He  has  given  me  advice  on  how  to  be  career  savvy  in                  that  arena,  you  know,  particularly  when  it  comes                  down  to,  putting  yourself  in  position,  not  being  just                  put  in  position,  but  performing  while  in  that  position                  and  then  letting  your  performance  kind  of  speak  for                  itself.  To  where,  when  the  time  comes,  when                  the  opportunity  comes,  you  know,  you  can,  you                  know,  say,  hey,  I  want  to  be  considered  for  this  because;                  as  opposed  to,  say,  well,  I  want  to  be  considered  and,                  well,  why  should  we  consider  you?                      So  right  now  I  see,  from  a  career  standpoint,  right                  now,  is  me  working  to  put  myself  in  a  position  of,  you       know,  being  able  to  answer  the  second  half  of  that       question.  Well,  this  is  why  we  should  consider  him  because;                  and  it  doesn’t  hurt  to,  you  know,  in  some  ways,  as  I                  said  earlier,  the  favor  can  only  be  given…to  the  person       that’s  being  seen.        “Rock   has   forged   a   career   outside   of   the   military,   which   had   a  

profound  impact  on  his  life.  The  basis  of  his  current  career  as  a  financial  advisor  was  born  during  his  military  career,   that   is,  a   strong  work  ethic  and  unfortunately  the  scars  of  racism:”  

                 Because  racism  is  something  that  you  feel.  You  know                  that  it’s  there.  You  can  always  prove  it  if  you  choose  to,                  so,  you  know,  I  had  that  issue.  But  then  once  I  got  out  of                  the  Air  Force,  I  would  say  no,  I  haven’t                  (experienced  racism).  However,  it’s  still  there,    

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             and  the  reason  why  I  say  that…  is  I  don’t  work  in  a                  capacity  where  they  could  fire  me  over  some  bull  jive.                  If  you’re  the  number  one  producer  like  I  am  in  my                  company,  my  numbers  speak  for  themselves,                  so  when  you’re  in  a  commission-­‐based  business,  it                  tends  –  all  that  racist  stuff  tends  to  go  away.  And  the                  reason  being  is  because  I’m  being  compensated                  for  my  work.  No  one  can  hold  me  back.  You                  know,  they  really  can’t.  Not  on  the  income  level.                  Maybe  promotional  and,  you  know  –  but  as  far  as                  income,  I’m  quite  comfortable  with  the  situation.                      Of  course,  you  know,  the  white  males  don’t  like  the                  fact  that  a  younger  African  American  guy  kicked  their                  butt.  Remarks  are  being  made,  but  it  doesn’t  bother                  me  as  much  because  I’m  content  with  who  I  am,  but                  they  also  know  not  to  get  out  of  line.  So,  because  no                  one  has  their  thumb  on  me,  I  think  that  racist  thing                  doesn’t  bother  me  as  –  it  doesn’t  give  me  as  much  stress.                  It  always  will  bother  you,  but  it  doesn’t  stress  me                  out  because  it’s  not  like  it’s  truly,  truly  jeopardizing                  my  income.  You  know,  two  things  I  don’t  allow.                  You  can’t  mess  with  my  family.  You  can’t  mess  with                  my  money.  I  don’t  do  well  with  anybody  that  do  that,                  so  life  has  been,  since  I  got  out  of  the  military,                  pretty  much  race  free.  There’s  been  a  few  incidents,                  but  I  laugh  at  ‘em  now,  you  know,  ‘cause  they’re                  the  ignorant  ones.  We  got  the  power.    “Perhaps   the   attraction   to   the   path   taken   by   Pierre   and  Rock   –   and  

maybe  Adisa,   is   the   idea  that  Rock  describes  as  not  having  a   ‘thumb  on  me,’   in   essence   freedom   from   the   power   of  White   control   (or   as   Cross  calls   it,   ‘deracination,’clxvii   in   which   Whites   in   power   made   Black  people  ashamed  of  who  they  are,  a  dependency  on  White  society  for  self-­‐

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definition).   In   other   words,   they   are   promoting   their   Blackness   and  taking  ownership  for  the  outcome  of  their  decisions,”  said  the  Soul,  then  continued.  

“In   addition,   their   choices   of   careers   are   consistent  with   their  world  views   and   their   stages   of   psychological   Nigrescence.   According   to  Parham   and   Austin,   ‘Whether   influenced   by   role   models   (or   a   lack  thereof)   or   by   historical   precedence,   individuals   do   select   occupations  based   on   their   ability   to   see   themselves   reflected   in   a   particular   work  environment  or  career  field.’”clxviii  

Consider   Rock’s   views   as   a   person   who   has   experienced   racism,   his  “encounter”   stage,   and  adjusted  his   life   to  where  he   is  now   living   in  an  internalization   stage.   He’s   undergone   full   Nigrescence   and   is  independent  of  White  acknowledgement.  In  the  case  of  Adisa  and  Pierre,  either   by   coincidence   or   trend,   both   self-­‐identify   with   their   ethnic  heritage  as  opposed  to  their  physical  appearance,  thus,  they  are  Ghanaian  and   Haitian,   not   Black,   and   this   may   account   for   their   independent  nature,  their  choice  of  careers.    Their  status  as  immigrants  may  also  be  a  factor  in  their  career  paths.  Freire  sums  it  up  in  this  way:”  

                 People  are  fulfilled  only  to  the  extent  that  they  create                their  world  (which  is  a  human  world),  and  create  it                  with  their  transforming  labor.  The  fulfillment  of  human-­‐                kind  as  human  beings  lies,  then,  in  the  fulfillment  of                  the  world.  If  for  a  person  to  be  in  the  world  of  work  is                  to  be  totally  dependent,  insecure,  and                  permanently  threatened  –  if  their  work  does  not                  belong  to  them  –  the  person  cannot  be  fulfilled.                  Work  that  is  not  free  ceases  to  be  a  fulfilling  pursuit                  and  becomes  an  effective  means  of  dehumanization.clxix    “I   like  Freire’s  choice  of   the  word   fulfilled.   I   think  that  what  matters  

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opportunity.   Opportunity   is   where   the   mentor   comes   in   because   he  provides   the   protégé   with   a   role   model   that   speaks   directly   to  opportunity,  something  that,  as  the  quote  from  Freire  suggests,  is  elusive  for  the  oppressed.  Of  course,  contributing  factors  to  oppression  are  race  and  ethnicity,  which  is  the  next  theme  we  will  explore.    

I  reflected.  Values  such  as  faith,  education,  and  careers  speak  volumes  about  the  worldview  of  the  protégé.  The  men  I  spoke  with  came  into  the  mentoring   relationship   with   a   positive   worldview,   one   that   was      reinforced   and   enhanced   by   their   relationship  with   the  mentor.   Values  suggest   strength   and  pride  which   seem   to  have   been   communicated   in  the  relationship    from  both  mentor  and  protégé.    

Race  and  Ethnicity  “We  have  explored  race  and  ethnicity  quite  a  bit,”  I  said.    “It’s  a  prerequisite,”  said  the  Soul.  “Well,   I’m   glad   that  we   had   those   talks,   because   one   of   the   themes  

emerging  from  my  discussions  with  the  Brothas  is  race  and  ethnicity.  In  fact,  there  is  a  quote  that  you  recited  that  resonates  with  me.”  

“Which  one?”  “It  was  the  one  from  Peggy  McIntosh.   It  made  me  think  about  these  

issues  from  the  perspective  of  the  ‘other’:”                    My  schooling  gave  me  no  training  in  seeing  myself                  as  an  oppressor,  as  an  unfairly  advantaged  person,  or                  as  a  participant  in  a  damaged  culture.  I  was  taught                  to  see  myself  as  an  individual  whose  moral  state                  depended  on  her  individual  moral  will.  My                  schooling  followed  the  pattern  my  colleague                  Elizabeth  Minnich  has  pointed  out:  whites  are                  taught  to  think  of  their  lives  as  morally  neutral,                  normative,  and  average,  and  also  ideal,  so  that  when  we                  work  to  benefit  others,  this  is  seen  as  work  that  will    

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             allow  “them”  to  be  more  like  “us.”clxx      It   made   me   think   about   how   Black   people   may   be   mere   vessels  

contributing   to   our   own   oppression,   in   other   words,   we   are   “Black  Skinned  with  White  Masks!”clxxi  

It   also   made   me   think   about   what   is   normal?   From   what   or   who's  perspective   is   the   concept   of   normal   regarded?   With   that   in   mind,   I  asked   the  Brothas   several  questions   related   to   racism,   in  order   to   see   if  they   understood   the   dynamics   of   racism   in   this   country,   and   to   gain  insight   on   the  mentor’s   actions   regarding   racism.   I   wanted   to   know   if  their  mentors  were  at  a  place  where   they  understood  the   ‘prerequisites’  in  other  words,  were  they  activist?.    

“What  did  you  find  out  about  the  protégé’s  and  the  mentor's  history  and  actions  regarding  racism?”  asked  the  Soul.  

“The   mentor-­‐protégé   relationships   did   not   seem   to   have   a   strong  racial   focus,   in   that   the  mentor   did   not   provide   a   great   deal   of   insight  into  racism,  oppression,  White  superiority,  and  hegemony.  The  impact  of  racism  was  based  more  on  the  protégé's  own  experiences  as  well  as  media  influences,  particularly  the  stereotyping  of  the  Black  male.”  

“Realistically,  would  you  expect  that  the  mentors  would  be  engaged  in  discussions  on  oppression,  White  superiority  and  hegemony?”  he  asked.    

“I  suppose  I  should  not.  After  all,   I'm   just  starting  to  understand  the  depth  of  the  problem  of  racism  myself,”  I  uttered.    

“But,   you   have   uncovered   important   information   relative   to   the  mentor-­‐  protégé   relationship,   something   that   is   common   to  most   adult  educational  settings,”  said  the  Soul.    

“What's  that?”  “Their  lived  experiences.”  As  he  said  that  I  recalled  our  earlier  conversation  about  the  definition  

of  mentoring  where   I   had   surmised,   “So,   it’s   the   lived   experience   of   the  

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mentor   and   how   the   lived   experience   is   interpreted   by   the   protégé  which  underlies   the   context,   and   it’s   the   context,   the   environment,   that  determines  whether  you  consider  the  relationship  mentor-­‐protégé.”  

“So,   perhaps   I   should   revise  my   original   thought   to   say   that   it's   the  lived  experiences  of  mentor  and  protégé  and  how  each  is  interpreted  that  underlies  the  context.”  I  offered.  

“Perhaps,”  said  the  Soul.  I  pondered  this  and  moved  on.    What  You  See  Is  What  You  Get  “On  numerous  occasions  the  Brothas  made  mention  of  how  they  are  

portrayed  in  the  media,”  I  said.  “Didn’t  you  expect  that?”  he  said.  “Honestly,   I  didn’t  expect  anything.  When  I  began  talking  to  them,  I  

was  more  interested  in  what  they  had  to  say  as  opposed  to  what  I  wanted  or  expected  them  to  say.  How  else  was  I  going  to  learn  anything?”  I  said,  a  little  upset  that  the  Soul  would  question  my  motives.  

“Don’t  get  all  bent  out  of  shape,  I  just  wanted  to  see  how  committed  you  are   to   seeking  knowledge.  Relax,  you  passed,”  he   said.   “Now  please  share  some  of  their  thoughts.  But  first,  tell  me  how  does  this  really  relate  to  the  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship,  and  does  it  have  anything  to  do  with  the  protégés  self-­‐image?”  

“These  are  all  interconnected,”  I  said.    “In  essence,  the  positive  image  that  the  mentor  portrays  is  the  lens  by  

which  the  protégé  views  himself.  It  doesn’t  mean  that  the  Brothas  aren’t  keenly   aware   of   the   negative   images   that   are   in   place   about   him,   but  rather,   it  means  that  despite   these  negative   images,   they  have  managed  to   persevere   and   this   is   do   in   large   part   because   of   their   positive   self  image,  which  is  related  to  their  experiences  with  their  mentors.  Does  that  answer  your  question?”  

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“Cool.  Let  me  start  with  Kareem  and  his  perspective  of  how  the  media  portrays  Black  men  from  a  family  viewpoint:”  

               I  mean,  from  what  the  news  –  when  you  read  and  hear                  the  news  media  they  always  said,  you  know,  it’s  a  whole                  lot  of  single  parents  out  there,  and  there’s  no  man                  there.  The  man  is  either  gone  or  in  jail  or  dead,  or  if  he                  isn’t  dead,  he  ain’t  doin’  nothin’,  he  on  drugs,  or  hurtin’                  the  family.  So  but,  you  know  that’s  statistics.        “Even  more  fascinating  is  Kareem’s  account  of  his  encounter  overseas  

and  how  the  media’s  influence  set  up  the  dynamic  for  the  interaction:”                    Because  I  remember  one  time  we  went  overseas  in  a                  certain  country  and  they  didn't  think  that  there  were                  Black  -­‐-­‐  well,  Muslim  Americans  over  there  when                  we  went  over  there.  And  I  said,  yeah,  we  got  plenty                  of  African  American  Muslims.  But  they  didn't  know                  that  because  they'd  never  seen  that.  They  wasn't                  shown  that  on  their  television.  On  their  television                  program  they  see  blacks  as  drugs  addicts,  pimps.                  They  was  getting  that  kind  of  mentality.  So  when                  they  see  us,  like  that  old  saying,  they  used  to  think                  that  blacks  had  tails,  because  if  somebody  said  one                  thing  and  they  thought  we  all  had  tails  and  they'd  grow  at                  midnight.  I  said,  no,  it  ain't  anything  like  that.  But  see                  that's  the  way  the  perception  was.  And  once                  you  get  somebody  that  don't  see  other  things  and  they                  was  getting  psychological  on  that  one  thing,  they                  fantasize  on  that  and  then  that's  it,  you  know,                  and  that's  all  they  can  go  by.      “As  you  recall  Adisa  had  a  life-­‐altering  –  critical-­‐-­‐event  which  changed  

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Here’s  what  he  had  to  say:”                    I  don't  know  why  I  wanted  that  type  of  stuff.  I  don't                  know  why  -­‐-­‐  why  I  thought,  you  know,  trying  to                  get  the  most  girls,  trying  to  wear  the  best  clothes                  was  important  to  me.  But  I  guess  it's  because  I                  played  into  the  stereotype.  I  mean  you  see  so                  much  on  TV.  You  think  it's  the  glamor,  the  cool,                  you  know,  and  you  kind  of  want  some  of  that  stuff...      “Rock  talked  about  this  after  a  racist  encounter  at  his  high  school   in  

Virginia,  which  was  a  critical  event  in  his  life  as  well:”                    And  after  that  experience,  it  hurt  me,  but  it  also                  empowered  me  because  I  knew  the  only  reason  that                  those  people  –  that  those  White  people  were                  bothered  by  me  is  because  they  seen  somethin’  in                  me  that  they  didn’t  see  in  themselves.  And  I                  kinda  recognized  that.  And  I,  from  that  point                  forward,  not  that  I  disagreed  with  the  beliefs  of                  white  people,  but  I  –  it  made  me  realize,  we’re  just                  as  good  as  them.  And  we  could  do  more.  And  I                  could  be  great,  and  it’s  OK  to  be  smart.  And  it’s  OK                  to  be  a  Black  male,  and  to  have  higher  desires,  and  to                  not  want  to  be  in  trouble,  and  not  to  succumb  to  the                images  that  they  portray  us  on  the  news.        “I  see  your  point,”  said  the  Soul.  “I   think   it   is   precisely   the   fact   that   these   negative   stereotypes   exist  

within   the  media,   that   is   the   rationale   for   some  of   the  protégés   to   seek  mentors.  They  are  looking  for  an  alternative  to  the  media  Black  man;  one  that   understands   the   value   of   education   and   faith,   one   that   believes   in  family,  careers  and  community,  one  that  is  willing  to  go  the  long  mile;  a  

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role  model,”   I   said,   and   continued.   “CRT   speaks   to   the   permanence   of  racism  in  America.  Whether  overt  or  covert,  it  is  not  surprising  that  these  men  have  had  to  face  the  negative  stereotypes  that  are  controlled  by  the  media   and   in   many   cases   reinforced   in   and   through   the   education  system,   which,   as   we’ve   discussed,   is   a   vessel   for   hegemony.   Mentors,  then,   can   use   planned   activities   or   micromentoringopportunities   to  discuss  these  negative  images.  Much  more  powerful  perhaps  is  that  they  be  themselves:  strong  Black  men  committed  to  enhancing  their  lives,  the  lives  of  their  families  and  certainly  their  protégés,”  I  said.  

“Well  said.”  It  was  the  Soul.    “Thanks,  but  something  is  troubling  me.  The  persistence  and  impact  

of  these  stereotypes,  the  pervasiveness  of  the  system  –  the  four  fences  –  and   the   negativity   that   is   racism   has   been   a   catalyst   for   some   Black  people  to  interact  with  each  other  in  a  negative  way.”  

“Black  on  Black?”  “Yes,”  I  said.  “Black  on  Black.”  Black  on  Black  “I’m   surprised   by   the   number   of   references   to   anti-­‐Black   behavior  

made  by  other  Black  people  or  ethnic  groups.  I  know  we’ve  talked  about  this   on   a   couple   of   occasions,   but   I   just   want   to   provide   you   with  additional  details  on  how  much  depth  there  is  to  this,”  I  remarked.  

“Considering  we  were  just  talking  about  the  self-­‐image  of  the  protégé  and   how   the   mentor   impacts   that,   how   then   would   this   fit   into   the  equation?”  asked  the  Soul.  

“Hmmm,  gives  me  something  to  think  about,”  I  said.    Then  after  a  short  pause,  I  replied,  “It’s   really   no   different   than  what  we’ve   been   discussing.   Remember  

all  of  these  themes  are  linked  together  and  the  answers  are  all  coming  in  the   same   area?   Specifically,   that   area   is   the   impact   of   racism   on   our  society   and   how   the   activist  mentor   serves   as   a   sentinel,   ever   ready   to  

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guard   against   the   intrusion   of   hegemony,   the   oppression   of   White  supremacy,   and   the   power   of   the   ‘system.’   So-­‐called   ‘Black   on   Black’  negative  interaction,  whether  criminal,  name-­‐calling,  or  stereotyping,  are  consequences  of  the  slave  mentality  that  was  imbued  in  Black  people.  No  one  wants  to  be  lower  than  the  lowest,  so  they  have  to  prop  themselves  up.  The  mentoring  relationship  helps  the  Brotha  see  himself  in  a  positive  light,   despite   the   negative   intrusions,   whether   it   be   from   the   White-­‐controlled  media  or  if  it  is  from  other  Black  people.”  

“How  bad  could  it  –  the  Black  on  Black  issue  –  be?”  asked  the  Soul.  “Pierre,   who   self   identifies   as   Haitian,   interestingly   refer   to   the  

traditional   Caribbean   ethnic   rivalries   with   the   Trinidadians   and  Jamaicans  as  ‘Black  on  Black  crime.’  These  rivalries  are  similar  to,  though  on  a  much  larger  scale,  the  rivalries  that  occur  between  Black  males  who  live  on  the  east  and  west  coasts  of  the  United  States  as  well  as  northern  and   southern   Blacks.   The   rivalries   are   not   rooted   in   a   tangible   benefit,  but   rather   in   the   psychological   benefit   as   to   whose   self-­‐identity,  attitudes,   behaviors,   whose   ‘culture’   is   perceived   to   be   better   than   the  others.   Here’s   more,   as   he   (Pierre)   explains   meeting   his   wife,   who   is  Jamaican:”  

                 And  I  wasn't  always  that  way.  When  I  met  my  wife,                  I  was  from  Trinidad.  (I  lied)  big  time.  ‘Got  more  serious,                  I  had  to  fess  up  because  I  knew  she  was  from  Jamaica...                  so  I  have  a  better  chance  being  from  another  island                  that  had  more  respect.  It's  all  about  respect.  Trinidad                  was  more  respected  than  Haiti.  So  I  couldn't  lie  and                  tell  her  I  was  from  Jamaica  because  she's  from                  Jamaica.  She'll  know  too  much  about  it...I  knew                  about  Trinidad  because  I  dated  enough  women                  from  Trinidad.  I  told  her.  And  then  when  she  found                  out,  I  told  her  my  father  is  Haitian  (implying  that                  his  mother  is  not)...But  if  I  wasn't  full  Haitian,    

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             she  might  accept  me  more.  If  I  was  not  full  Haitian,                  she  would  accept  me...I  mean  I  had  situations                  with  her  aunts,  go  to  eat  or  whatever  and  they'd  tell                  me  little  stuff  like  you  would  expect  from                  White  people.  So  you  expect  that.  They  would  say,                  don't  your  people  eat  cats  or  people  eat  dogs?                  Or,  your  people  don't  wear  deodorant.  Black  on  Black.                  What  do  you  call  (it)  Black  on  Black  crime?        “Not  only   is   this  occurring   from  an  ethnic   standpoint,  but  also   from  

an   individual   standpoint.   This   next   passage   I’m   sharing   is   from  Adisa’s  interaction  with  his  Black  peers  in  college  and  because  of  his  attitude  and  behavior,   they   call   him   an   ‘Oreo.’   Again,   as   with   the   greater   conflict  between   cultures   of   the   Caribbean,   the   conflict   between   sub-­‐cultures  within   the   Black   community   are   ever   present.   The   term  Oreo   was   not  born   out   of   this   young   man’s   experience   in   college,   it   has   long   been  around   and   is   a   sanitized   version   of   the   term   ‘house   Nigger.’   On   the  surface  it  was  used  to  describe  a  person  under  the  control  of  Whites  but  below  the  surface  its  meaning  is  closer  to  ‘He  thinks  he’s  better  than  me,  so   I’m   going   to   put   him   in  his   place.’  When   asked   for   a   definition   and  elaboration,  here’s  his  response:”  

                 Oreo?  Black  on  the  outside,  White  on  the  inside.                  And  I  guess,  you  know,  when  I  initially  heard  it,                  I'm  like  enraged,  because  I'm  like  these  people                  don't  know.  That  like  if  these  people  knew  what                  I  was  before,  they  would  wish  I  was  -­‐-­‐  they  would                  wish  I  was  the  Oreos  of  Oreo.  So  I  was  initially  enraged,                  but  then,  I'm  like,  you  know  what,  man?  People  can                  view  almost  in  whatever  way  they  want.  As  long  as                  what  I  know  I'm  doing  is  right.  And  then,  first  of  all,                  these  are  my  peers.  So  when  I  said,  that  I  actually                  take  that  back.  My  peers  can  view  me  as  almost    

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             whatever  way  they  want.  What  I  really  care  about  is                  those  people  that  are  above  me.  I  care  about  how  they                  view  me.  Because  I'm  trying  to  be  above  and  beyond                  my  peers.  So  with  a  few  –  few  of  my  peers,  especially                  when  this  was  freshman  year,  fine,  you  know.  You                  want  to  call  me  Oreo,  whatever.  I'm  going  to  continue                  doing  what  I  got  to  do.  I'm  not  going  to  let  that                  stop  me.  I'm  an  Oreo,  let  me  get  -­‐-­‐  let  me  get  tougher.                  Let  me  get  Blacker.  What  is  -­‐-­‐  what  is  the  characteristic                  of  being  White  in  the  first  place?  I  -­‐-­‐  if  I  speak  proper  is                  that  White?  There's  a  lot  of  White  people  that  don't                  speak  proper.  There's  rednecks.  All  right.  And  we  can                  go  whatever,  you  know.  So  I  mean  that  hit  me  as  just                  really  ignorance.                      But,  OK,  they  can  call  me  whatever  they  want.                  I'm  fine.  Have  it  -­‐-­‐  have  it  your  way.  I  mean,  OK.                  I'm  not  going  to  try  to  control  your  perception  of                  why  I'm  -­‐-­‐  I'm  just  going  to  be  me.    “Adisa’s  experience  is  somewhat  typical   in  the  Black  community.  I’ve  

heard  that  term  ‘Oreo’  on  many  occasions  and  have  had  the  displeasure  of  someone  hinting  that  I   fit  that  description.  It  generally  arises  when  a  Black  man,  particularly  a  young  Black  man  demonstrates  that  education  and   values   are   important.   More   atypical   is   Dan’s   experience   that   he  shared.  Dan’s  perspective  is  that  of  a  Black  man  who  views  his  people  as  his  biggest  hindrance.  Because  Black  men  have  had  many  levels  of  abuse,  their   self-­‐identity   has   been   stepped   on,   flushed,   burned,   buried,   and  carved.  As  a  result  they  take  their  frustrations  out  on  the  ones  who  can’t  harm  them,  who  care  about  them  the  most,  the  family,  friends  and  other  Black   men.   Remember   what   you   said   earlier,   if   misery   loves   company  then   its  name   is  oppression.  Here’s  a  couple  of  vignettes   from  Dan  and  one  from  Kareem  that  speaks  to  these  encounters:”  

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                 You  know,  we  often  at  times  go  through,  you  know,                  and  as  I’ve  heard  it  said  and  as  I’ve  heard  it  preached,                  you  have  the  angry  Black  man  syndrome,  like                  he’s  mad  with  everybody.  He’s  pissed  off  because,                  you  know,  well,  often  it’s  said,  “Well,  the  White  man  won’t         let  me  do  this,  and  the  White  man  won’t  let  me                  do  that.”  Well,  you  know,  I  had  to  be  honest  with  it.                  A  White  person  (never)  precluded  me  nor  stopped                  from  doing  pretty  much  anything  I  wanted  to  do.  If                  anyone  has  stood  in  my  way,  it’s  either  been  folk                  that  have  looked  like  me  or  yourself,  and  I’ve  got                  to  be  honest  about  that,  you  know.      “We’re  our  worst  enemy,  in  a  sense  is  what  Dan  is  saying  here:”                      It’s  never  been  a  lack  of  motivation,  but  it’s  always                  been,  as  is  said,  when  it  gets  spoken  of  about                  African-­‐Americans  learning  how  to  read,  is  that,  you                  know,  there  had  to  have  been  a  saying,  someone                  had  to  have  said  that,  you  know,  if  you  ever  wanted                  to  keep  anything  from  African-­‐Americans,  put  it  in                  a  book.  Well,  that  is  why,  in  some  ways,  you  know,                  we  do  not  prescribe  to  reading  as  much  in  our  culture                  as  we  probably  should.  There’s  no  lack  of  books,                  but  because  we  don’t  value  reading  and                  acquiring  knowledge  as  being  a  priority,  thus  we                  end  up  suffering  because  of  the  lack  thereof…      “Kareem  talks  about  the  slave  mentality,  something  he  calls  a  ‘crab  in  

the  pot’  complex,  perhaps  still  hindering  Black  people:”                    I  know  my  ancestors  were  strong  to  go  through  all  that,                  and  then,  still  come  out.  But  I  wish  that  mentality    

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             would  have,  you  know,  been  stronger,  and  they  say,                  “OK,  let’s  unify.  We  went  through  the  separation,                  now  we  can  all  try  to  get  together.”…  But  still,                  our  mentality’s  still  not  that  way  because  we  still                  have  that  crab  in  the  pot  there,  and  if  one  tryin’  to                get  out,  to  give  us  some  freedom,  the  other  one                  wanna  bring  you  down  because  they  don’t  understand…        “Each  of  these  ideas  related  to  Black  on  Black  negative  episodes,  when  

taken  alone  would  render  a  completely  different  psychological  response,  however,   collectively,   they   lend   themselves   to   be   viewed   under   the  umbrella   of   thought   relative   to   White   racism,”   I   said   mindful   of   my  redundancy.    

“I’m  not  taking  this  literally,  as  if  each  one  of  these  episodes  were  the  result   of   a   White   racist   paying   Caribbeans   to   distrust   each   other,   or  someone  standing  around  the  corner  and  paying  a  Black  college  student  to   hate   on   his   brother.   No,   I’m   talking   about   something   much   more  systemic,  the  concept  of  divide  and  conquer.”  

The   Soul   stopped  me   abruptly   and   said,   “Before   you   go   on,   here's   a  few  words   from  Freire   that   speaks   to   the  notion  of  divide  and  conquer,  from  the  perspective  of  the  oppressor,”  

                 Every  move  by  the  oppressed  towards  unity  points                  towards  other  actions;  it  means  that  sooner  or  later                  the  oppressed  will  perceive  their  state  of  de-­‐                personalization  and  discover  that  as  long  as  they  are                  divided  they  will  always  be  easy  prey  for  manipulation                  and  domination.clxxii        “That  does  give  it  a  little  bit  more  perspective,”  I  said,  and  quickly,  “I  

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                 You  can’t,  you  know,  you  can’t  do  nothin’                  because  somebody  always  was  watchin’  out  after                  you,  or  they  want  what  you  got,  you  know,  that  pride.                  And  you  know,  sometime  they  use  that,  I’ll  say,                  that  Genghis  Khan  theory,  divide  and  conquer.                  You  know,  that’s  the  way  they  did  us,  divided  us  up,                  took  families,  separated,  husband  from  wife,  husband                  from  kids.  I  mean,  that’s  –  if  somebody  right  now                  took  my  family  away  from  me  like  that,  I  mean,                  I’d  probably  go  off  too,  you  know.      “As   I   have   said,   these   themes   are   all   interconnected   and   one   thing  

that’s   come   to   mind   is   a   connection   with   education   and   these   racial  concepts,”  I  reiterated.  

“Continue,”  said  the  Soul.  “We’ve  made  the  point  earlier  that  mentors  are  indeed  educators.  The  

role   of   educators   (particularly   as   we’ve   discussed   from   a   Freirian  perspective),   democratic,   reciprocal   teaching   and   learning,   is   to  enlighten,  to  commit  to  dialogue  and  to  share  understanding.  Ultimately,  the  Black  adult  activist  mentor  must  be  willing  to  confront,  alongside  his  protégé,   racism,   oppression,   White   superiority,   and   hegemony   –   the  structure;   as   well   as   issues   like   Black   on   Black   ‘crime’,   and   media  depiction   –   the   dressing,”   I   said   and   left   the   Soul   in   silence.   “And   one  other  thing.”  

“What’s  that?”  “Slavery.   It’s  at  the  root  of  BID  and  CRT;   it’s   the  carbon  that  created  

this  monster  called  racism.”    Slavery  “These  Black  men  have  taken  ownership  of  the  their  place  in  history,  

they  understand   their   connection   to   the  past,   and  by   that   I  mean   from  slavery  through  modern  times.”    

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“They’ve   told  me  how  proud   they   are   to   be  Black  men,   and   I   think,  psychologically,   each   is   secure   and   comfortable   in   their   roles.   Though  from   very   different   perspectives   and   different   stages   of   psychological  Nigrescence,”  I  said.  

“Elaborate.”  “The  image  of  the  slave  is  that  of  a  person,  a  man  in  this  example,  that  

has  shackles  on  his  ankles  and  perhaps  even  his  wrists,  where  it  might  be  easy   for   the   slave-­‐owner,   the   ‘massah’   to   chain   him   up   after   he   has  completed  his   chores.  The  updated   image,   psychological   slavery,   is   one  that  depicts  the  Black  man  as  a  ‘boy’  who  has  no  real  moral  or  cognitive  perspective,  a  sex-­‐starved  dead  beat,  likely  to  have  several  kids,  and  none  from   the   same  woman.   The   psychological   slave   is   dependent   upon   the  White  man  to  provide  him  with  his  value,  a.k.a.,  Negromachy.”  

“And…?”  “And  his  self-­‐identity  is  weakened  by  this.  But  again,  his  relationship  

with  the  mentor  has  helped  him  become  more  than  even  he  thought  he  could   become.   He’s   been   encouraged,   praised,   and   enlightened.   He’s  even  looked  at  as  an  equal,  and  in  some  cases,  as  being  better.  We  know  his   self-­‐image   has   been   strengthened   and   we   can   hope   that   his   self-­‐identity,   has   been   strengthened,   even   if   just   incrementally,   by   his  relationship  with  the  mentor.”  

“Insightful,”  said  the  Soul.  “I’ll   share   a   few   quotes   from   the   Brothas   addressing   the   issue   of  

slavery,  and  notice  how  each  responds  to  the  subject.”    “Here’s   Rock   talking   about   slavery   and   how   he’s   doing   his   part   to  

maintain  a  balance  with  White  activism:”                    No,  I  live  by  it  every  day  because  we  stand  tall  on  the                  backs  of  our  ancestors.  I  don’t  think  that  I                  could  be  anywhere  that  I  am  if  someone  else  of  my                  ethnicity,  African  American,  a  descendent  of  a  slave,    

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             if  they  didn’t  pay  these  ways  for  us.  We  just  simply                  would  not  be  here.  Somebody  was  bold  enough                  to  say  no  more,  no  more.  So  for  me  to  throw  that                  away  would  be  a  huge  injustice  to  my  past.                                  You  know,  recently  because  it  hasn’t  changed.                  Our  opportunity  have  grown,  but  I’m  not  gonna                  ever  get  comfortable  with  the  fact  that  I  make                  a  lot  of  money…so  I  think  that  we  have  a  standard  to                  uphold  for  the  price  that  many  of  our  ancestors                  and  our  forefathers  have  paid  to  get  us  just  to  be                  recognized  as  a  individual.  Just  to  be  able  –  we’ve                  always  had  the  right  to  vote,  but  be  able  to  go  to  the                  polls  without  being  harassed.  To  be  able  to  have  access  to         great  restaurants.  To  be  able  to  live  in  any                  community  that  we  want…So  it  still  exists,  and  here                  was  a  good  reminder  of  it.  When  they  had  the                  Tea  Party,  August  28th,  the  anniversary  of  Dr.  King’s                  march  on  Washington,  and  they  used  all  that                  rhetoric  to  basically  insight  racism  on  this  day  and                  demean  what  he  says  in  a  very,  very  covert  way.  But  we                  marched  with  Al  Sharpton  on  the  nationalaction.org,                  and  we  started  it  at  Dunbar  High  School…We  went,                  and  as  we  started  marching,  just  to  be  around  all                  the  beautiful  Black  people,  and  as  we  got  close                  coming  down  6th  Street  through  Chinatown  then  we                  turned  on  Constitution,  and  all  the  Tea  Partiers                  were  still  there.                      I  stopped  my  sons.  I  said,  “Look  in  those  White  people                  face.  That’s  the  same  look  they  had  when  they                  lynched  us.  That’s  the  same  look  they  had  when                  Bull  Connors  turned  the  dogs  loose  and  the  hoses                  on  us.  That’s  the  same  look  they  had  when  I  had  to    

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             fight  all  those  White  boys  in  that  high  school.                  That’s  the  same  look  that  they  had  when  they  dragged                  that  man  in  Texas.  Don’t  forget  that  look  of  hatred…                When  we  got  home  I  showed  ‘em  some  other  photos  of                  that  look.  He’s  like,  “Dad,  they  look  exactly  like  that.”...So                  I’m  glad  we  did  that  march.  So  my  feeling  about  racism  –                  I  mean  slavery  can  never  be  forgotten.  It  should  be                  taught  more.  The  truth  should  be  told,  and  not  only                  just  on  the  sides  of  what  the  White  man  did  to  us,  but                  how  we  allowed  it.      “Dan  seeks  a  different  kind  of  balance,  the  balance  of  what  could  be  in  

the   present   and   future   with   the   failings   of   the   past   –   racial   balance.  Psychologically,   I   think   he   is   not   too   far   removed   from   Negromachy,  therefore  he  is  much  tougher  on  Black  people  and  would  be  more  likely  to  tell  them  to  strap  themselves  up  and  rise  above  their  condition;  his  is  a  view  much  closer  to  the  pre-­‐encounter  stage  of  Nigrescence:”  

        But  at  the  end  of  the  day,  we  still  come  away  with                  the  same  problem,  you  know,  and  I  think  it  really                  comes  down  to  people  being  bare,  butt  naked,  to                  the  bone,  painfully  obvious  and  painfully  honest                  about  certain  feelings,  certain  harboring's,  certain                  fears,  some  of  which,  you  know,  have  some                  justification  and  foundation  while  yet  others  are                  straight  from  the  pit…If  you  are  a  person  of  color,                  it’s  been  the  failings  of  many  that  have                  allowed  for  the  accomplishments  of  few.  And                  secondly,  because  of  the  fact  that  you  are  standing  on                  the  shoulders  of  the  sufferings  and  of  the  mis-­‐                understandings  of  others.                      Will  I  be  a  person  that  is  going  to  be,  “Black  power?”                  No,  I’m  not  going  to  be  that  way.  You  know,  I    

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  acknowledge  it,  but  I  believe  in  us  trying  to       bring  together  racial  lines.  That  can  be       considered  counterproductive  because                  I  think  you  must  first  understand  self.  Once  you                  understand  who  you  are,…what  you…then,  I  think,                  being  secure  in  that  alone  is  going  to  be  reflected                  in  whatever  else  you  do.  I  don’t  need  to  wear  a                  dashiki  or  wear  bright  colored  clothing  to  prove  to                  folk  “I’m  African-­‐American.”  I  don’t  need                  to  do  that.  Why  do  I  need  to  do  that?  No,  don’t  need                  to  do  it.  It’s  obvious  by  my  skin  color,  the  wideness                  of  my  nose,  the  fat,  juicy  lips  I  have,  that                  I  am  who  I  am.      “Kareem  on  the  other  hand  has  a  very  practical  view  of  slavery,  in  that  

it  happened,   and  now   let’s  move  on.  He   sees   the  humanity   in   all  while  acknowledging  the  evils  of  the  past.  His  Islamic  beliefs  have  helped  him  get   to   that   point   where   he   can   forgive,   though   I   believe   he   will   never  forget.  Ironically,  it  is  his  religion,  which  is  often  times  denigrated  in  this  country,   that   would   allow   him   to   see   beyond   racial   and   ethnic  boundaries   and   meet   people   in   the   center   to   dialogue   and   to   pursue  human-­‐related   goals.   In   a   quiet   way,   he   may   be   the   most   advanced,  stage-­‐wise,  of  all  the  Brothas.  Most  notably  he  demonstrates  those  traits  that  indicate  he  is  at  the  internalization-­‐commitment  stage  of  the  Cross  model.  He's  comfortable  with  his  position  in  the  world  and  his  position  as  a  Black  man  with  beliefs  grounded  in  Islam:”    

                 Oh,  I  think  about  slavery,  I  think  about,                  shootings(?),  abduction,  separation,  and  just                  negative  thoughts  come  into  my  mind  because  slavery                  is  not  nothing  good.  I  mean,  if  somebody  said                  something  good  came  from  slavery  they  have  to  be                  out  of  their  mind,  ‘cause  when  you  takin’  away    

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             somebody’s  rights,  individual  rights,  and                  makin’  them  feel  like  they  low  as  just  dirt,  or                  something,  nah,  it  ain’t  nothin’  good  come  from  that.                  And  then,  our  –  I  mean,  I  ain’t  gonna  say  our  people’s                the  only  people,  ‘cause  I  know  there  was  other  slaves                  that  was  of  other  color  out  there  too,  in  history.                      You  know?  So  but,  ours  was  for  400  years.  You  know?                  So  that’s  a  long  time.  And  –  I  don’t  think  that  when  –                  we  went  through  it  just  because  they  just  thought  that                  we  were  below  human,  you  know,  sub-­‐human.  And  here                  we  is  –  in  the  Bible,  it  say,  “God  created  all  men  in  the  image         and  likeness  of  himself.”  And  we’re  supposed  to  be  all  equal.    

    So  that  right  there  tells  me  that  I  ain’t  no  low  creature.                  I’m  equal  as  the  next  person…Yeah,  yeah,  because                  that  slavery  thing,  it  just  wasn’t  a  physical  thing,  it                  was  a  mental  thing,  too.  You  know,  so  and,  the  mentality                  of  it,  it  made  it  on  to  the  next  generations,  and  next                  generations,  to  –  for  the  people  that  stayed  out  in  the  fields,         the  people  that  stayed  in  the  house,  you  know,                  the  negativity  on  that  part…So  I  mean,  we’re  still                  carrying  that  shame,  that  yoke  still  around  us  from  that  time    

    because  that  slavery,  like  I  said,  that  was  a  mental  thing  also.         That  mentality  just  kept  on  lingering                  on…But  we  all  need  some  kind  of  therapy  to  soothe                  us,  to  get  us  back  to  who  we  –  our  ancestors  wanted  us  to         be,  you  know,  great  leaders,  great  thinkers.  And  I  mean,                  they  –  I  know  that’s  out  there.  They  out  there.                  They,  you  know  –  it’s  there,  but  we                  just  wanna  get  all  the  masses,  all  the  individuals,                  though,  that  had  that  same  frame  mind,  you  know,                  mindset,  to  get  that  slavery  thing  out  your  mind,  and                  then  start  doin’  this  thing  the  right  way.        The   Brothas   view   of   slavery   are   situated   most   often   from   the  

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perspective   of   respect   for   those   who   came   before   us   and  who   suffered  countless  times.  From  the  millions   lost  at  sea  during  the  voyages  to  the  Americas  and  the  Caribbean,  to  the  thousands,  perhaps  millions,  beaten,  starved,  hanged  and  shot  to  death  while  in  the  confines  of  their  masters  and   overseers,   they   feel   a   sense   of   commitment   to   honoring   those  ancestors.   The   commitment   is   one   of   the   characteristics   they   have  displayed.  Thematically,  the  others  are,  respect,  love,  caring,  and  sharing.    

“Sounds   as   if   you   are   ready   to   discuss   mentor   characteristics.   But  before  you  do,   let  me  say  a   few  words  about   race  and  ethnicity.”   It  was  the  Soul.    

“Go  ahead.”  “I’ll  be  brief.  I’m  pleased  to  see  that  you  talked  about  self-­‐identity  with  

regard   to  your  analysis  of   these  conversations  about   race  and  ethnicity.  Stay   vigilant   when   it   comes   to   keeping   these   conversations   in   context.  Yes,   there   are   conflicts   between  Caribbean   cultures   and   between   Black  Americans.   There   is   Black   on   Black   crime,   both   cultural   and   physical,  and  for  sure  there  are  Black  men  who  want  to  hold  the  others  down.  But  it   is  because  of  the  historical  tsunami  that   is  slavery,  racism,  and  White  superiority   that   we   suffer   these   ills.   In   addition,   it   is   because   of   these  ongoing   concerns   that   we   continue   to   address   these   waves   of  psychological   destruction.   We   want   people   to   know   that   there   was   a  great  tsunami  that  engulfed  the  Americas  and  took  over  300  years  for  the  waves   to   begin   subsiding,   and   we   –   Black   men   –   were   all   disorderly,  drowning,  scrambling  for  life  in  the  valleys  of  death  while  the  White  man  stood  at  the  mountain  top  and  observed.”  

I  had  nothing  to  add,  and  moved  on.    

Mentor  Characteristics  “I’m  interested  in  knowing  more  about  the  mentors,”  said  the  Soul.  “I  

think  you’ve  given  us  a  really  good  analysis  of  the  major  themes  that  ran  through   the   narratives   of   the   protégés.   Did   they   indicate   any  

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characteristics  that  might  give  us  some  insight   into  why  they  chose  one  mentor  over  another?”    

“Actually,   those   characteristics   emerged  as   a   theme.   In   essence  each  protégé   described   the   following   as   characteristics   of   a   mentor:   self-­‐discipline,  love,  respect,  caring,  and  sharing.  These  traits  appeared  in  one  form   or   another   in   their   conversations   with   me,   yet   each   one   had   a  dominant  trait  that  they  focused  on.”    

“I’m   surprised   that   you   didn’t   ask   me   about   the   nature   of   the  relationship  between  the  mentor  and  the  protégé,”  I  said,  mindful  of  the  guiding  questions  that  the  Soul  keeps  me  in  tune  with.  

“Never   really   thought   to   ask   that,”   said   the   Soul.   “But   since   you  asked…”  

“It’s  funny,  but  as  I  look  back  on  the  dialogue  I  had  with  the  Brothas,  it  seems  really  clear  to  me  that  these  men  connected  with  their  mentors  on   a   really   personal   level.   Though   it   did   not   appear   that   they   talked  constantly   about   their   dreams   and   about   their   future,   the   protégés  seemed   to  have  a  vision   in   their  heads  as   to  how  their   lives  would  play  out  and  all  the  while  the  mentor  was  kind  of  like  their  own  version  of  ‘the  the  Soul’.  In  essence  the  characteristics  are  indicators  of  the  relationship,  the   personal   connections   and   intimacy   that   exists   or   existed   between  mentor  and  protégé.”  

I  was  waiting  for  the  Soul  to  comment,  but  he  said  not  a  word.  Then  I  went  on  to  describe  what  I  thought  were  the  main  characteristics  desired  of  each  mentor  from  the  protégés'  perspective.  

“I   did   get   some   responses   from   them   relative   to   mentor  characteristics.   In   each  case  one  word   seemed   to  describe   their   feelings  for  the  mentor.  This  I  suspect  is  the  basis  for  the  relationship,  even  more  so  than  the  mirror  image,  its  more  emotional,  has  more  depth,”  I  said.    

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mentor.  He  believes  that  the  emotional  connection  with  your  mentor   is  important   in   the   relationship.  As  been  mentioned,  perhaps   the  absence  of  his  biological  father  provides  him  with  a  sense  of  longing,  of  a  need  for  that   emotional   attachment.   He   wants   to   give   and   receive   love   from   a  father  the  same  way  he  gives  and  receives  love  from  his  sons.  That  sense  of  love  carries  on  to  family,  friends,  life,  and  community:”  

                 So  you  have  to  feel  good  about  yourself.  And  then                  when  I  look  around,  we  have  a  spirit  inside  of  us  that                  just  lights  up  the  whole  world,  that  connects  us                  all.  It’s  something  about  that  African  American,  that                  being  a  Black  male,  it’s  just  –  and  Black  females.                  Our  culture  is  so  much  love.  I  just  take  a  great                  interest  in  my  children,  and  I  love  my  sons,  man.                  My  oldest  son  is  downstairs.  It  breaks  my  heart  to  know                  that  he’s  leaving  next  year.  I  thought  I  would  be                  ready  for  him  to  go.  I  ain’t  ready.  The  house  won’t                  be  the  same  because  he’s  away  from  me.      “Pierre   reminisces   about   a   mentor   and   barbering   icon   in   the   city  

where   he   lives.   He   pays   him   the   ultimate   compliment,   both   love   and  respect:”    

                             You  just  don't  go  with  anybody  and  give  respect.                  Why  was  he  respected?  He  put  his  heart  and  made                  these  kids  feel  good.  He  loved  people.  He  had  to                  fight  for  them.        Respect  “We   know   that   in   Pierre’s   story,   respect   is   the   most   important  

attribute   in  relationships,  whether  with   family,   friends,  or  people   in  the  barbershop   just   passing   through,   it’s   the   one   thing   he   gives   freely   and  unconditionally.   In   return,   he   expects   the   same   treatment.   In  many   of  

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our  conversations,  respect  has  been  at  the  forefront.  In  a  mentor-­‐protégé  relationship  it  is  paramount  for  him:”  

               But  if  you  needed  something,  I’m  gonna  be  the  one                  to  help  you  to  get  it.  You  know?  I  guess  I  was  looking                  to  be  –  I  guess  it’s  back  to  that  respect  thing.                  You  know,  needed,  or  considered  –  you  see  what  I  mean?                  Or  influence.  You  want  to  be  an  influence.      “Rock   had   established   a   relationship   with   his  mentor,   Lincoln,   that  

was  the  ultimate  in  trust.  To  have  complete  faith  in  someone  is  rare,  but  the   respect,   caring  and  commitment  he  had  with  Lincoln  was   just   that,  complete  faith.  Here’s  how  he  describes  that  relationship:”  

               And  I  don’t  know  whether  I  was  naïve,  gullible,  or  just                  knew  what  that  meant  to  me,  but  I  believed                  everything  Lincoln  told  me.  I  believed  him  to  the  point                  where  I  did  anything  he  asked  me  to  do.  And  I  did  it                  out  of  respect  for  him.  And  I  also  did  it  out  of  –  I  knew                  he  had  my  best  interest.    Caring  “Caring.   That’s   the   simplest   way   to   describe   the   characteristic   that  

Kareem  believes  is  most  important  in  mentors,  as  well  is  in  people.  Life’s  lessons  –  experience  –  has   taught  him  to  believe   in   the  power  of  caring  individuals   and   the   impact   they  have  on   the   lives  of  others.  Remember  when   I   asked   Kareem   to   build   the   perfect   mentor,   his   first   word   was  Caring.  In  this  vignette  he  also  talks  about  the  love  that  his  mentors  and  mentors   in   general  must   have   to   do   the   job.   It’s   also   a   euphemism   for  commitment:”  

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             just  leave  something  in  that  person  who  they  talk                  to,  who  they  mentor.  I  mean  that's  basically,  if  they                  care,  then  that's  it.  Because  you  have  to  have  a  love                  or  a  love  or  a  caring  need  inside  of  you  just  to  say,                  well,  I  just  need  to  do  my  best,  because  I'm  leaving                  somebody  with  something.      “For  others  such  as  Rock,   the  act  of  caring  shows  how  connected  he  

becomes   with   his   mentors.   He   truly   seeks   out   and   admires   the   best  qualities   that   the  mentors   possess.   I   suspect   part   of   this   is   due   to   the  absence  of  his   father.  Thus,  Black  men  who  take  the  time  to  commit  to  him  provide  him  with  the  emotional  stability  he  seeks:”  

               And  but  just  the  things  that  you  all  taught  me,                  you  know,  and  I  felt  like,  being  a  male,  especially                  being  Black,  you  all  had  my  best  interests.                  And  I  think,  for  any  young  African-­‐American  male,                  the  thing  that  they  need  to  get  to  the  next  level                  is  to  know  somebody  that’s  been  there,  that                  really  cares  about  what  they  wanna  do,  and  kinda                  guide  them  along  the  way.    Sharing  “Dan   and   Adisa   mentioned   that   being   candid   was   the   primary  

attribute  they  admired  most  in  their  current  mentors.  However,  over  the  course   of   our   conversations,   it   seemed   that   sharing   was   the   more  recurring   theme,   either   from  his   relationship  with   their   fathers   or  with  other   mentors.   Sharing   is   really   reciprocity.   The   give   and   take,   the  exchange  of  knowledge  is  paramount  to  the  success  of  any  relationship,  but  particularly  a  mentoring  relationship.  Sharing  also  speaks  to  trust  in  that  both  parties  must  be  willing  to  provide  information  to  the  other  that  in  most  circumstances  would  remain  hidden  below  the  surface,  reserved  for  only  the  closest  of  family  and  friends.  Here  is  Dan's  take,”  

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                 His  transparency  has  in  a  lot  of  ways  overshadowed                  even  the  two  mentors  that  I  have  mentioned,  because                  of  the  fact  his  transparency…his  willingness…to  share                  his  failings…    “This  from  Adisa,”                We  talked  often  about  careers  and  that  was                  highly  appreciated  it,  so  I’ll  say  he  doesn’t  really  try                  to  tell  me  what  to  do,  but  he’ll  try  to  share  experience                  and  hope  that  I  understand  and  not  get  very  confused                  on  what  to  expect  from  those  opportunities  –                  I  have  a  big  vision  of  what  I  want  to  do  in  life.  I’m                  on  the  first  step  of  many.  Just  unsure,  uncertain.      “That  was  the  gist  of  what  I  found  out  from  the  Brothas.  I  mean  there  

is  more  but  its  scattered  all  over  the  place,  you  know?”  “I'm  certain,”  said  the  Soul,  and  then,  “So  you  have  found  your  recipe  

for  the  perfect  mentor,  have  you?”    “Of  course  not.  I’ve  done  no  such  thing.  What  I’ve  merely  done  is  to  

find   out   from   the   protégés'   perspective   what   characteristics   and  attributes   attracted   them   to   their   mentor   to   begin   with.   These  characteristics   are   not   the   end   all,   since   for   others   they   may   not   be  important.  Yet,  when  I  reflect  on  the  hours  of  talking  and  listening  I  had  with  these  Black  men,  many  of  the  characteristics  were  imbedded  across  the   board.   In   other   words,   caring,   sharing,   love,   and   respect   could   be  found  in  the  conversations  of  more  than  one  individual.”  

“I   see,”   he   said.   “Also,   there   has   been   some   research   done   which  speaks   to   the   results   that   you’ve   gotten   from   the   Brothas.   See   Vernon  Smith’s   case   study   on   the   effects   of   caring   on   achievement.clxxiii  Though   the   study   focuses   on   Black   teens,   it   does   provide   some  connection  with  your  results.  So  what’s  your  next  move?”  

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“Thanks,  I’ll  take  a  look  at  the  study.  As  far  as  my  next  move,  not  sure,  but  I  know  I’ve  benefited  from  the  Brothas  and  your  activist  mentoring,”  I  said.  

“Who  said  I  was  a  mentor?”  he  said,  smiling  (I  think).  “Come  on,  don’t  play  me.  I  know  that’s  what  you’re  here  for,  and  quite  

frankly,  I  was  seeking  a  mentor,  so  I’m  glad  you’re  here.”    “As  I  see  it,  the  dream  is  really  a   journey  of  self  discovery,  and  along  

for  the  ride  is  the  mentor.  He’s  kind  of  like  the  driver’s  education  teacher.  He  helps  you  more  by  giving  you  that  reassurance  that  he  is  there  if  you  need  him,”  said  the  Soul.  

“Well,”  I  said,  “I  don’t  quite  see  it  that  way.  Yes,  I  agree  it  is  a  journey  of   self-­‐discovery,   as   we’ve   noted,   but   it’s   much   longer   lasting   and  intimate  than  the  driver  education  metaphor.  I’d  say  the  dream  and  the  journey   travelled  with   the  mentor   is   really  more   like  a  marriage,  where  you   choose   your   mate.   In   these   relationships   there   is   a   genuine  willingness  to  see  the  relationship  succeed.”  

Pondering  this  for  a  minute,  the  Soul  moved  on.  “OK,  now  that  you’ve  gathered  all  of   this   information,   I  want  you  to  

summarize   it   so   that  not  only  you  can  understand   it,  but  other  Brothas  can  as  well.  That  book  I  was  telling  you  about,  well  here’s  the  start,  you  have   the   tools,   you   understand   the   topic,   you   have   the   passion,   now   I  want  you  to  commit  to  the  telling  of  the  story.”    

   

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CHAPTER  6      PASS  IT  ON!    After  a  time,  blacks  who  heard  about,  but  had  not  actually  gone  through,  the  healing  sessions  began  reading  slave  histories  on  their  own  and  later    were  able  to  experience  the  change  within  them-­‐  selves  simply  by  seeing  its  powers  working  in    other  black  people.  All  the  “Marks  of  Oppres-­‐  sion”  –crime,  addiction,  self-­‐hate-­‐  disappeared;  and  every  black  became  obsessed  by  a  fierce  desire  to  compete,  excel,  and  –  as  Booker  T.  Washington  used  to  admonish  –  “prove  thyself  worthy.”clxxiv        “I  want  to  say  thanks  to  the  Brothas  for  helping  me  understand  a  lot  

more  about  myself,  about  themselves,  and  about  mentoring  relationships  among  Black  adult  males.  They  have  shared  a  great  deal  of   information  about   themselves,   and   have   helped   me   clarify   things   when   I’ve   been  confused.  I  really  care  about  them,  and  love  the  idea  that  Black  men  can  communicate  with  each  other   intimately  and  with  respect.   I   just  hope  I  can   keep  my   promise   and   have   enough   self-­‐discipline   to   present   their  stories  in  a  timely  and  accurate  manner.”    

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validated  or  debunked.  As  for  writing  their  stories,  you  are  farther  along  than  you  think,”  said  the  Soul.    

New  Knowledge  When   I   knocked   over  my   chair   a   few   days   ago,   trying   to   figure   out  

where  a  certain  voice  was  coming  from,  I  had  no  idea  I  was  going  to  be  gaining   something.   I   thought   I  would   be   losing   something,   namely  my  wallet,  my  money  or  my  life.  But  neither  of   those  occurred.   Instead  I’ve  gained  a  wealth  of  knowledge,  some  new  and  some  old;  needless   to  say  the  encounter  changed  my   life.  Considering  my  newfound  awareness  of  Black  identity  development  theory,  I’ll  use  the  post-­‐pre  encounter  stages  to  highlight  the  different  stages  of  knowledge  passed  along  from  the  Soul  and  the  Brothas.    

Encounter  I   found   that   I   didn’t   know   a   great   deal   about   the   origins   of   the  

psychological   shackles   that   seem   to   plague   the   Black  man.   Addressing  slavery   as   the   key   point   in   the   intersection   of   African   and   Europeans  made  me   aware   of   the   sheer   brutality   of   slavery   and   the  humiliation   it  caused.  My   sanitized   view   of   that   period,  while   certainly   not  wine   and  roses   was   a   long   way   from   rape,   murder,   physical   abuse,   breeding,  branding,  and  extreme  psychological  abuse.   I  was  unaware  of  the  moral  and   legal   constructs   that   made   White   superiority   so   pervasive   and  omnipresent,   the   basis   of  what   the   Soul   defined   as   racism.   Recounting  stories   from   slaves,   though   brief,   was   important;   I   wanted   to   read   the  story,  even  if  only  a  very  small   fraction  of  the  entire  tale.  If  misery  does  indeed  love  company,  then  oppression  is  its  name.    

Small   liberating   wonders   were   offered,   primarily   using   the   big   “B”  versus   the   little   “b”  and  the  big   “W”  versus   the   little   “w”  and   finally   the  big  “R”  versus  the  little  “r”,  those  are  for  Black,  White  and  Racism.  Each  of  these  should  be  utilized  in  a  clear,  concise  voice,  to  be  heard,  so  that  people  may  one  day  understand  that  when  they  discuss  the  little  “b”  and  

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“w”  it  will  only  refer  to  color  not  people,  and  “r”  will  refer  to  some  socio-­‐anthropological  questions  and  concerns.  But  we’re  in  our  infancy,  in  this  regard,  all  of  us  are  still  “boys.”    

‘The  Soul’  defined  racism  for  me,  which  in  essence  is  a  modification  of  

Wellman's   definition.clxxv   According   to   the   Soul,   racism   is   culturally  sanctioned   beliefs   and   practices   which,   regardless   of   the   intentions  involved,  defend  and  enhance  the  advantages  Whites  have  because  of  the  subordinated  positions  of  racial  minorities.    

When  the  Soul  brought  in  stories  from  thinkers  and  writers  from  the  past  and  present  -­‐-­‐  Du  Bois,  Woodson,  Ellison,  Fanon,  Bell,  and  others  -­‐-­‐those  small  entrees  provided  me  with  the  knowledge  that,   regardless  of  the   generation,   Black  men   understood   that   their   plight   was   a   struggle  that  would  persist.    

I   was   beginning   to   understand   that   Blackness   is  more   than   a   color,  more   than  acknowledgement  of   a   few   racial   incidents,   it’s   an  economic  and   psychological   state   where   the   White   man   has   placed   us,   and  defiantly,   despite   all   odds,   the   negativism,   the   racially   imbalanced  conditions,   the   continued   rapes   and   murders,   we   remain.   Proud   and  Loud  –  our  voices  won’t  be  silenced.    

Immersion-­‐Emersion  Through   the   works   of   Charles   Thomas,   William   Cross   and   Bailey  

Jackson,   I   was   introduced   into   the   world   of   psychology.   Not   just  psychology   in   general-­‐-­‐for   that   is   a   huge   animal   and   one   that   I’m   not  likely  to  explore-­‐-­‐But  rather  the  psychology  of  the  Black  state  of  mind,  or  Black  identity.  Their  models  of  Black  identity  development,  all  rooted  in  the  culturally,  and  perhaps  psychologically  aware  period  of  the  '60’s  and  '70’s,   helped   me   to   understand   what   I   was   experiencing   regarding   a  renewed  interest  in  Who  Am  I?  and  Who  Am  I  Becoming?    

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             it  was  impossible  for  me  to  live  my  blackness.                  Not  yet  white,  no  longer  completely  black,                  I  was  damned.clxxvi      Negromachy,   Nigrescence,   and   Locus   of   Control   are   terms   that   I’ve  

become   familiar  with  and  understand  how  they   impact   the  self-­‐identity  of   the   Black   male.   They   outlined   theory   which   attempts   to   explain   a  Black   man’s   transition   from   a   naïve   state   of   mind   regarding   his  Blackness,  through  marked  stages,  to  a  state  of  mind  which  is  accepting  and  comfortable  in  his  Blackness  and  his  humanity.    

Along   the   way   I   was   challenged   by   the   Soul   and   the   Brothas.   They  helped  me  understand  that  the  African  diaspora  I  have  read  about  is  not  without   issues   and   challenges,   both   racially   and   ethnically.   We   talked  about  the  dual  perception  of  the  Black  man.  Is  he  the  gifted  athlete  or  the  Great   Black   Dope?   The   psychological   contrast   was   the   dual   bi-­‐cultural  dilemma  of  the  Black  man,clxxvii  is  he  African  or  is  he  American  or  is  he  both  (or  neither)?  

Part  of  this  knowledge  includes  Fanon,  (whose  revolutionary  thoughts  and  ideas  were  coincidental  to  Malcolm  X's  and  the  Black  Panther’s)  who  sought  an  independent  state  of  mind  for  Black  people.  It  made  me  come  to   terms   with   some   of   the   issues   I   have   been   facing,   one   of   which   is,  “Why  is  it  that  when  a  White  girl  goes  missing  it  will  always  make  local  

or   national   headlines?   Black,   Latina,   or   Asian?   Almost   never!”clxxviii  What   was   really   strong   and   important   was   the   psychological   linkage  from  slavery  to  identity.  How  did  we  get  to  be  who  and  how  we  are?    

I  began  to  run  and  think  about  what  I  was  learning  from  the  Soul  and  the   readings   and   thoughts   of   others.   What   I   found   when   I   started  running  is  that  I  was  fenced  in.  How?  Well,  the  system  fenced  me  in.  The  four   fences   are   the   legal/criminal   system;   the   educational   system;   the  political  system;  and  the  economic  system.  In  other  words,  “The  System!”    

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Fortunately,   the   Soul   introduced   me   to   critical   race   theory   (CRT),  which   addresses   the   permanence   of   racism,   interest   convergence,  critiques   liberalism   and   color-­‐blindness,   and   looks   at   history   from   a  revisionist   –   non-­‐white   perspective,   among   other   concepts.   It   also  provides  space  for  storytelling  and  counter  storytelling  where  those  of  us  who  have  not   been   able   to   tell   the   other   side   of   the   story   –   can   tell   it.  Allegories,   narratives,   and   other   means   or   storytelling   were   given  legitimacy,   and   used   by   legal,   education,   and   other   scholars   to   bring  forth  the  hopes  and  dreams  of  other  voices.clxxix  CRT  did  not  help  me  climb  those  fences  completely,  but  it  informed  me  of  their  existence,  and  provided  insight  to  where  the  weak  links  might  be  in  the  future.  

Internalization  The   Soul   talked   a   great   deal   about   mentoring   and   fortunately   the  

Brothas   provided   their   stories,   which   showed   that   mentoring   is  education.  In  fact,  the  Soul  provided  me  with  his  definition  of  mentoring  as  a  one-­‐on-­‐one  relationship  based  upon  trust,  communication,  respect,  and   commitment   between   two   people   of   similar   racial,   gender,   social,  and  cultural  backgrounds.  The  purpose  of  the  relationship  is  to  educate  and   guide.   Implied   in   this   definition   is   the   concept   of   teaching   and  learning   as   part   of   the   process   of   education.It’s   reciprocal-­‐-­‐this   idea  courtesy  of  Freire.clxxx    

Mentoring  occurs  often,   in   formal  planned  meeting  arrangements   in  the  workplace   and   in   informal   settings   between   two   people  who   share  similar   ideas.  Mentoring  as  a  verb  happens  most  often  during  what   I’ve  described   as   micromentoringopportunities,   which   is   a   play   off   of   the  racially  motivated,  microaggressions  pontificated  by  Sue,  et.al.clxxxi    

Micromentoringopportunities   are   everyday   deliberate   or   coincidental  interactions  between  mentor  and  protégé,  where  communication  occurs  about  a  non-­‐prescriptive  event,  and  a  cultural,  racial,  gender-­‐specific,  or  socially  based  opportunity  exists  for  an  exchange  of  knowledge  -­‐  teaching  

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and  learning.  This   idea  originated  from  the  Soul’s   introduction  of  “little  

moments”  from  Omatsu.clxxxii    Yet,  mentoring   has  many   branches,   formal   and   informal,   as   well   as  

peer   mentoring   and   what   the   Soul   described   as   “activist”   mentoring  which   has   as   its   goal   to   increase   awareness   among   protégés   of   the  realities   of   racism,   oppression   and   other   inequities   in   our   society   and  empower  them  to  make  changes  to  their  psychosocial  condition,  through  what  Banks  suggests  is  “transformative  knowledge.”    

He  taught  me  about  the  importance  of  having  “standards”  as  a  mentor  and  role  model.  It’s  what  you  do  and  how  you  conduct  yourself  when  you  think  nobody  is  looking  at  you.  It’s  taking  on  injustices  in  the  workplace  and  other  locales  that  help  define  who  you  are,  and  for  others,  gives  them  a  person  to  emulate.    

The   idea   that   role   modeling   was   another   form   of   mentoring   was  rejected   by   the   Soul.   He   believes   that   role  models   are   everywhere   and  everyone  at  one  time  or  another  may  in  fact  become  one.  The  difference  between   a   role   model   and   mentor   is   the   one-­‐on-­‐one   connection   that  bonds   the   two.   If   and  when  a   role  model   connects  with   a  protégé,   and  they   agree   to   a   mentoring   relationship   as   described   above,   then   that  person  becomes  a  mentor.  I  brought  up  the  idea  that  all  mentors  are  role  models,  but  not  all  role  models  are  mentors.    

Black   adult   mentors   help   protégés   see   themselves,   they   are   the  reflections  of  what  images  the  protégés  want  to  portray  now,  and  in  the  future.   They   are   perhaps   as   Colin   postulates,   “Selfethnic   Reflectors,”  

positive  images  of  one’s  own  race.clxxxiii    These  Black  adult  mentors  are  educators,  adult  educators.  While  they  

may   not   have   a   formal   practice   as   such,   the   informal   relationship  with  the   protégé   helps   knowledge   or   competence   transfer   during   their  interactions,   whether   it’s   a   planned   event   or   a  micromentoringopportunity.    

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Commitment  The   Brothas   provided   me   with   the   details   of   their   lives,   open   and  

intimate.   Who   would   have   thought   there   was   so   much   to   be   learned  from  the  narratives  of   a  barber,   a   teacher,   a   college   student,   a   financial  advisor,   and   a   defense   worker;   a   Haitian,   an   African,   a   Muslim,   a  Christian,  and  a  Black  man?  Quite  a  lot,  as  it  turns  out.  

Each   Brotha   had   been   in   or   is   currently   actively   involved   in   a  mentoring-­‐protégé  relationship  as  a  protégé.  It  was  from  their  viewpoint  and   through   the   lens   of   Black   identity   development   and   critical   race  theory   that   I   engaged   them   in   dialogue,   conversation,   and   storytelling.  From  those  interactions  a  few  things  were  made  much  clearer  and  a  few  things  I  learned.    

Listening   to   Rock   and   Adisa,   I   found   out   about   the   meaning   of   a  “critical  event”clxxxiv  and  how  it  impacts  individuals.  It  reveals  a  change  of  understanding  or  worldview...It  is  almost  always  a  change  experience,  and  it  can  only  be  identified  afterwards.    

Rock   understood   the   value   of   standards;   those   things   that   give   you  pride  as  well  as  make  you  do  the  right  thing  when  no  one  else  is  looking.  These   are   important   in   mentor-­‐protégé   relationships   because   it’s   the  trust   factor   that   the  Soul   includes   in  his  definition;   the  glue   that  keeps  the  relationship  bond  in  place.  

I   used   the   characters   from   the   Wizard   of   Ozclxxxv   to   describe  Kareem’s   respect   for   his   mentors.   They   were   streetwise,   lionhearted,  loveable  and  disciplined.  His  memories  were   fond,   and   really   reminded  him  of  the  values  instilled  in  him  –  at  home.  Most  importantly,  Kareem  describes  mentors  as  “Angels”,  always   looking  out   for  you,  ever  present,  perhaps  a  reflection  of  his  deep  Muslim  beliefs  and  a  carryover  from  his  Christian  upbringing.    

Adisa   sees   in   his   mentor   a   direct   reflection   of   the   self   he   wants   to  become.   His   mentor   has   the   education,   drive,   diligence,   and   self-­‐

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discipline   to   meet   his   goals   and   desires.   Adisa   strives   to   become   that  person.  He  chose  to  experience  the  Black  hip-­‐hop  subculture,  to  excess  it  seems.   Yet,   as   an   outcome,   his   relationship   with   his   father   seemed   to  strengthen,  giving  him  a  newfound  respect  and  admiration   for   the  man  he  professed  to  have  once  “hated.”    

Your   name   means   something;   it   is   a   part   of   who   you   are.   When  somebody   says   the   name  Daniel   Barnes,   he   believes   that’s   a   name   that  should  represent  strength,  intelligence,  and  spirituality,  those  things  that  make  him  unique  and  proud.  He  values  the  Word  –  his  religion,  as  well  as  The  word  –  his  education.    

R   –   e   –   s   –   p   -­‐   e   –   c   –   t,  much  more   than   a   lyric   from   the   famous  

Aretha  Franklin  song,  Respect,clxxxvi  its  really  a  song  that  impacted  the  

world.clxxxvii  So  does  respect  impact  the  world  of  Pierre.  Growing  up  in  Brooklyn,  NY,  may  have   influenced  his  strong  desire  and  demand  to  be  respected.   It   could   also  be   that   growing  up   fatherless,   regardless  of   the  physical   surroundings   may   have   impacted   his   world   view,   he   had   to  become   a  man  much   too   quickly   and   that   requires   respect.   Or   it   may  have   been   his   keen   sense   of   fair   play,   something  we   all   learn   at   a   very  young  age,  but  not  many  of  us  practice  beyond  pre-­‐adolescence.    

Commitment   is   more   than   just   the   fifth   stage   of   the   Cross   model  (internalization-­‐commitment),  its  at  the  core  of  mentoring  relationships.  Commitment   is   the   glue   that   holds   everything   together.   Respect,   trust,  communication  are  all  areas  which  are  extremely  important  and  without    question  are  necessary  for  a  long-­‐term  relationship  to  exist,  but  each  can  be   breached   and   the   relationship  may   still   survive.   Just   think   about   it,  even   using   the   phrase   ‘long   term’   implies   commitment,   or   ‘survive’  implies  commitment.  It’s  like  the  last  part  of  the  vow  of  matrimony  when  the   priest   or   judge   says,   “’til   death   do   us   part”   which   is   the   ultimate  commitment.    

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“That’s   really   great   information.   I’m   proud   of   you   for   handling   this  situation  so  well.”  It  was  the  Soul,  back  from  where  I  don’t  know.    

“Under   the   circumstances,   I   had   no   choice.   But,   really,   I’m   very  pleased  that  you  came,”  I  said.    

“Did  you  get  your  questions  answered?”    “I  did,”  I  responded.  “Please  share  your  thoughts.”    “The   Brothas   in   the   study  more   or   less   defined   success   themselves,  

and  without   any   strict   definitions   or   parameters,   I  would   say   that   each  viewed  there  opportunities  for  success  limitless.  They  seem  to  have  met  their   education,   spiritual   and   career   goals,   or   are   heading   in   the   right  direction.   The   impact   of   the   mentor   has   definitely   been   a   positive;   it  keeps  them  pursuing  their  dreams  by  providing  a  positive  Black  male  role  model.  The  relationships  they  have  forged  with  current  or  past  mentors  have   been   informal.   They   evolved   out   of   need,   necessity,   and   dreams.  They   share   information,   care   for   each   other,   have   mutual   respect   and  admiration,  they  are  committed.  The  mentors  have  served  as  guides  and  have   provided   positive   reinforcements   when   necessary   to   keep   the  protégé   focused   on   his   goals,   aspirations   and   desires.   The   impact   the  mentor  has  on  the  protégé  is  real  and  is  long  term.  By  having  the  ability  to   bounce   off   ideas,   problems,   situations,   the   protégés   have   indeed  benefited   and   perhaps   have   made   better   decisions   as   a   result.   Image  wise,  the  protégés  all  seemed  to  have  a  positive  world  view  going  into  the  relationship  with   the  mentor   and   that   seems   to   be   a   trait   of   the   Black  male,   at   least   in   this   study,   that   they   don’t   lack   a   positive   view   of  themselves,  they  may  have  a  less  than  positive  view  of  their  place  in  the  world.   They   had   an   internal   locus   of   control.   The  mentor   provides   the  looking  glass  so  they  can  see  that  there  is  hope  and  possibility  to  achieve,  to  Dream.”    

“So,  is  that  it?  Nothing  more  that  peaks  your  curiosity?”    

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“They   say   that   curiosity   killed   the   cat,”   I   replied   with   a   touch   of  humor  in  my  voice.  

“They  also   say   that   satisfaction  brought  him  back,”  he   retorted.  He’s  quick  I  thought.    

“Well,  to  be  honest,  there  are  a  few  areas  that  I  would  like  to  explore  in  the  future.  Yes,”  I  said.    

“Let   me   guess,   one   of   them   has   to   be   your   fascination   with   the  relationships  between  Africans  and  Black  Americans,  correct?”    

“Absolutely.   I   want   to   know   how   Africans   view   us.   Actually,   how  Caribbean’s  view  us  as  well  and  why   is   it   they  don’t  view  themselves  as  Black.   I   have   a   little   theory   floating   around   in   my   head…”   I   paused  waiting  for  the  green  light  to  continue.  

“Let’s  talk  about  it  some  other  time,  I’m  interested.  I  have  African  and  Caribbean   friends   I   can   ask   to   help   you   with  that…hahahahahahahahahahah!”  That  laugh  again.  

“Don’t  worry,  next  time  I  show  up  you  will  be  prepared,”  he  said,  still  snickering.  

“I  am  also  interested  in  reversing  this  study  and  viewing  it  more  from  the   perspective   of   the   mentor   as   opposed   to   the   protégé.   Would   the  results  be  similar?  How  would  they  see  themselves?  Would  they  feel  they  are  making  a  difference?”  

“That’s  a  worthy  topic  of  study  as  well,”  he  said.  “Finally,   I’m   intrigued   by   the   fact   that   all   of   these  men   had   what   I  

believe  is  a  very  positive  self-­‐image,  yet  in  general,  Black  men  suffer  from  being  number  one  as  I  mentioned  in  the  introduction.  I  don’t  get  it,  how  can  Black  men  have  such  a  positive  self-­‐image  and  yet  allow  themselves  to  fall  victim  to  the  criminal  justice  system,  HIV/AIDS,  education,  etc?”  I  asked  rhetorically.  

“That’s  a  good  one  as  well,  but  perhaps  you’ve  already  answered  that  question  in  this  study.  Maybe  those  men  don’t  have  a  strong  Black  male  –  

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a   father   or   in   his   absence   a   mentor   –   to   help   guide   him   to   other  possibilities,   someone   to   help   him   channel   that   positive   energy   into   a  positive  outcome.  Yes,  someone  to  help  him  Dream.”  

“Perhaps  I  have,”  I  said.  “But  having  a  strong  sense  of  self-­‐image  does  not   necessarily   equate   to   a   strong   sense   of   self-­‐identity.  Maybe,   as   you  pointed  out  earlier,  Black  men  are  going  through  the  incremental  process  of   healing,   and   along  with   that,   perhaps   establishing   a   strong   sense   of  self  identity.”    

“Perhaps,”  said  the  Soul.  “Now  what?”  Suddenly,   I   could   hear   a   knock   on  my   door   and   a   voice   calling  my  

name.  “Are  you  OK?”  the  voice  asked  in  an  elevated  tone.  Somewhat  startled,  I  gathered  my  thoughts  and  walked  quickly  to  the  

door.   As   I   looked   through   the   peephole,   I   could   see   it   was   Delores.   I  opened  the  door,    

“Hey  Delores,  what’s  up?”  “Dude,”  she  said,  “everyone  is  worried  about  you,  you  didn’t  show  up  

for  class  today  and  you  didn’t  answer  your  phone  when  Mack  tried  to  call  you.   We   were   all   concerned,   we   thought   you   might   have   gotten   sick  again.”  Then  she  added,  “I’m  sorry  for  interrupting.”  

I  quickly   looked  at  my  watch,   it  was  approaching  2  pm  on  a  Sunday  afternoon,   well   beyond   the   time   the   weekend   class   would   have   ended  and   only   a   couple   of   hours   before   I   had   to   board   a   flight   back   to  Richmond.  I  looked  up  at  Delores  and  smiled.  

“Come  on  in,”  I  said.  “You’re  not  interrupting.”  “No,  I  have  to  catch  my  flight  in  a  couple  of  hours  and  am  heading  to  

the  L   station.   I   could  have   sworn   I   heard   you   talking   to   someone,”   she  said.  

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understanding  the  dual  meaning  of  those  words.    I  simply  replied,  “Yes,  it  will,  and  ‘You’,  won’t  be  surprised.”  I  struggled  to  pack  my  bags,  and  check  out.  Catching  the  CTA  transit  

to  the  airport  was  actually  rather  peaceful.  I  had  expected  the  Soul  to  pop  in  to  at  least  say  goodbye  but  that  was  not  the  case.  I  checked  my  luggage  and  made  my  way  thru  security  and  on  board  the  aircraft  with  only  a  few  minutes  to  spare.  Fortunately,  I  had  been  lucky  enough  to  get  a  first  class  upgrade  and  sat  in  the  first  row  without  someone  next  to  me.    

Takeoff   had   come   and   gone  without   incident,   ten  minutes   later   the  flight   attendant   announced   that   all   electronic   devices   could   now   be  turned   on   except   for   cell   phones   and   pagers.   I   got   up   and   pulled   my  laptop   out   of   the   overhead,   plugged   in   my   headphones   and   started  listening   to   the   latest   Kem   cd.   Suddenly,   I   heard   a   voice   in   my  headphone,  it  was  the  Soul!  

He  said,  “Thought  I  was  gone,  huh?  Well  you’re  almost  there  but  not  quite.”   He   went   on   to   say,   “I   wouldn’t   start   talking   back   if   I   were   you  ‘cause  these  people  are  really  going  to  freak  out,  so  you  have  two  options.  One,   you   can   sing   your   responses   to  me   but   I   think   it  might   be  worse  than   talking,   or   two,   which   I   strongly   suggest   is   that   you   type   in   your  responses  if  you  have  any.  OK?”  

I  did  not  have  to  think  about  that  too  much,   I   immediately  typed   in  “OK!”  That  laugh  again,  this  time  straight  in  my  ear  at  35,000  feet.  Then  he  started  to  type.  

“When  we  began  this  journey,  we  said  we  wanted  to  train  an  army  of  activist  mentors,  to  give  them  a  roadmap  of  sorts  so  that  they  could  gain  something  from  this  exercise  other  than  a  bunch  of  big  words  and  a  few  new   concepts   and   ideas.   They   want   something   tangible.   So,   here’s   the  outline   of   the   process   for   those   Black   men   who   want   to   establish  informal  mentoring   relationships,   either   as   a   protégé   or   a  mentor.   For  you,  this  is  the  second  part  of  the  three  tenets  of  the  program;  this  is  how  

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you  show  the  world  “What  are  the  commitments  embedded  in  my  current  practice.”    

“That  will  work,”  I  typed  in.  

 The  Soul  began  typing.  Mentors  should  have  a  clear  understanding  of  the  following  tenets:  Know  who  you  are.  Become  self  aware,  know  your  history,  embrace  the  

legacy  of  those  African  slaves  who  suffered  for  you  and  before  you.  Rejoice  and   celebrate   the   gains   we   have   made,   but   be   aware   that   racism   is  permanent,  be  unafraid  to  speak  about  and  against  racism,  oppression  and  White  supremacy,  for  these  are  truths.  It’s  OK  to  use  the  big  ‘R’  and  big  ‘B’.  Embedded  in  this  is  the  concept  of  knowledge;  observe,  read,  rejoice.  Read  about  Frederick  Douglass,  Marcus  Garvey,  W.E.B  Dubois,  and  other  Black  historical  figures,  these  men  were  giants,  know  who  they  are.    

Stand   for   something.   Always   be   at   your   best,   whether   in   public   or   in  private.  Enjoy  life  and  take  advantage  of  it  while  embracing  your  heritage.  Be   vigilant   and   stand   tall   against   racism   and  microaggressive   behaviors.  

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Break   the   stereotypical  mode,   but   don’t   lose   your   culture.   Embrace   high  achievement,  families,  reading  and  writing.  It’s  not  OK  to  be  a   ‘Nigger’  so  take   a   stand   against   it.   Where   has   it   gotten   us?   Stand   up   against   the  system,   let’s   set   a   goal   to   get   those   incarceration   rates   down,  HIV   rates  down,   unemployment   rates   down,   drop   out   rates   down.   And   most  importantly,   be   a   Father,   far   too   many   of   those   Brothas   who   are  incarcerated,  with  HIV,  unemployed,  and  dropped  out  of  school  didn’t  have  Fathers.  You  are  a  role  model.  

Respect  your   ‘Brothas’.  Give  them  a  little   love,   let  them  know  that  you  care   and   be  willing   to   share   your   feelings.   Show   respect   for   families   and  friends;  women  and  children;  mother  and  father.  Respect  your  bodies,  and  their   bodies.   15   kids,   7   women   that’s   gonna   make   you   a   man?   It’s  disrespectful   to   those   women,   the   kids,   me,   and   every   other   Black   man.  Respect  opinions  but  be  ready  to  disagree  when  necessary.    

Communicate  with  your  Brothas.   I  mean   real   communication   like   the  Brothas   displayed   during   this   study.  Don’t   be   afraid   of   being   judged   and  don’t   judge.   Talk   to   your   children,   talk   to   your   wife.  Make   conversation  relevant   and   not   just   about   hollering   and   screaming.   Talk   to   people   and  not  at  them.    

Trust  in  each  other.  Trust  in  the  process  and  power  of  mentoring.  Trust  in  a  higher  power,  have  faith.  Trust  that  your  mentor  will  guide  you  in  the  right  direction,  trust  in  the  direction  your  protégé  wants  you  to  lead,  they  are   the   same.   Trust   your   ability   to   lead   and   to   follow.   Don’t   violate   the  confidence  your  mentor  and  protégé  have  placed  in  you.    

Educate   each   other.   Plan   opportunities   to   sit   down   and   talk   about  specific   ideas,   goals,   and   aspirations.   Be   ready   to   capitalize   on  micromentoringopportunities  they  are  always  there.  Educate  yourself,  how  can  you  be  a  better  person,  a  better  leader,  a  better  father,  a  better  friend.  Encourage  formal  and  vocational  education.  Intervene  and  teach  whenever  and  wherever  possible.  It’s  OK  to  be  smart.    

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Commit.  This  is  the  foundation  of  any  endeavor,  to  be  committed  to  its  conclusion.   Does   that   mean   a   lifetime   with   the   same   protégé,   perhaps,  perhaps   not,   regardless   the   commitment   has   to   be   strong,   it   has   to   be  unwavering   and   it   has   to   be   real.   All   of   the   Brothas   implied   that  commitment,  accountability,  being  there,  were  important  –  if  not  the  most  important   –   factors   in   maintaining   the   mentor-­‐protégé   relationship.  Commit  to  yourself,  you  can  fool  others  but  when  you  look  in  the  mirror,  you   know   you   can’t   fool   yourself.   Commit   to   being   a   man;   it’s   also   the  most   important   step   in   the   process   of   liberating   the  Black  man   from   the  throws  of  racism,  oppression,  and  White  superiority.  A  boy  no  more.    

It  had  been  nearly  an  hour  and  a  half,  and  the  plane  was  beginning  its  final  approach  to  Richmond.  The  signal  came  for  all  portable  electronics  to  be  turned  to  the  off  position,  which  included  the  usual.  The  Soul  had  just  finished  typing  ‘no  more’  when  I  jumped  in  and  typed,  “So  will  I  see  you  again?”   I  quickly  backspaced  and  changed   that   to   “will   I  hear   from  you  again?”    

He   replied,   “Every   time   you   look   in   the   mirror   and   speak   to  somebody!”   And   then,“By   now,   you   should   have   figured   out   that   you  have  become…”  

The  flight  attendant  came  up  to  me  and  gave  me  a  pleasant  yet  stern  look.  I  hit  the  power  button  and  quickly  placed  the  computer  back  in  my  luggage.  When   I   arrived   at   the   airport   I   sat   down   in   the   lounge   area,  pulled  the  computer  from  my  bag,  and  powered  it  up.    

The  Soul’s  final  word  was,  “Me!”  

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xix  Stephen  Brookfield,  The  Power  of  Critical  Theory�:  Liberating  Adult  Learning  and  Teaching  (San  Francisco:  Jossey-­‐Bass,  2005).  xx  Cheryl  Harris,  “Whiteness  As  Property,”  Harvard  Law  Review  106,  no.  8  (June  1993):  1709-­‐95.  xxi  Mary  Frances  Berry,  My  Face  Is  Black  Is  True:  Callie  House  and  the  

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xxii  Harris,  “Whiteness  As  Property,”  1719.  

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xxxi  Comer,  “White  Racism:  Its  Root,  Form  and  Function,”  16.  

xxxii  Delgado  and  Stefancic,  Critical  Race  Theory,  154.  

xxxiii  David  T.  Wellman,  Portraits  of  White  Racism,  2nd  ed.  (Cambridge  University  Press,  1993).  xxxiv  Hugh  F.  Butts,  “The  black  mask  of  humanity:  Racial/ethnic  discrimination  and  post-­‐traumatic  stress  disorder,”  Journal  of  the  American  Academy  of  Psychiatry  and  the  Law  30,  no.  3  (2002):  336-­‐339.  

xxxv  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience.”  

xxxvi  Ibid.  xxxvii  Michael  Jackson,  Thriller,  (1984).  

xxxviii  Paulo  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed,  30th  anniversary  ed.  (New  York:  Continuum,  2000),  28.  

xxxix  Ibid.,  30.  xl  Andy  Wachowski  and  Lana  Wachowski,  Directors,  The  Matrix.  2007.  

xli  John  Ridley,  “Missing  White  Girl  Syndrome  Ends  Here,”  The  Huffington  Post,  June  11,  2007,  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/john-­‐ridley/missing-­‐white-­‐girl-­‐syndro_b_51632.html.  xlii  Woodson,  The  Mis-­‐education  of  the  Negro,  7.  

xliii  David  Thomas,  “Mentoring  and  Irrationality:  The  Role  of  Racial  Taboos,”  Human  Resource  Management  28,  no.  2  (Summer  1989):  282.  

xliv  Na’im  Akbar,  “Nigrescence  and  Identity:  Some  Limitations,”  The  Counseling  Psychologist  17,  no.  2  (April  1,  1989):  258-­‐263;  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience”;  Thomas  A.  Parham,  “Cycles  of  Psychological  Nigrescence,”  The  Counseling  Psychologist  17,  no.  2  (April  1989):  187-­‐226.  

xlv  Comer,  “White  Racism:  Its  Root,  Form  and  Function,”  14.  

xlvi  Thomas,  Boys  No  More.  

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xlvii  Ibid.,  17.  xlviii  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  17.  

xlix  Olaudah  Equiano,  The  Life  of  Olaudah  Equiano,  or  Gustavus  Vassa,  the  African  (I.  Knapp,  1837).  l  Harris,  “Whiteness  As  Property,”  1718.  

li  Plessy  v.  Ferguson,  163  U.S.  537  (1896).  

lii  Du  Bois,  The  Souls  of  Black  Folk.  

liii  Ibid.,  175.  liv  Thomas,  Boys  No  More,  103.  

lv  Ibid.,  104.  lvi  Norman  Jewison,  Director,  A  Soldier’s  Story,  1984.    

lvii  Charles  H.  Fuller,  A  Soldiers  Play,  1981.  

lviii  Thomas,  Boys  No  More,  104.  

lix  Charles  Thomas,  “Different  Strokes  for  Different  Folks,”  Psychology  Today  4,  no.  4  (1970):  48-­‐53,  78-­‐80;  Thomas,  Boys  No  More.  lx  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  xiv.  

lxi  James  Brown,  Say  It  Loud  —  I’m  Black  and  I’m  Proud  (King,  1968).  

lxii  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience”;  William  Cross,  Shades  of  Black�:  Diversity  in  African-­‐American  Identity  (Philadelphia:  Temple  University  Press,  1991);  Thomas  A.  Parham,  “Nigrescence:  The  Transformation  of  Black  Consciousness  Across  the  Life  Cycle.,”  Black  Adult  Development  and  Aging.  (1989):  151-­‐166.  

lxiii  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience”;  William  Cross,  “Nigrescence:  A  Nondiaphanous  Phenomenon,”  Counseling  Psychologist  17,  no.  2  (April  1,  1989):  273-­‐276.  

lxiv  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience,”  13.  

lxv  Ibid.  lxvi  Du  Bois,  The  Souls  of  Black  Folk,  8.  

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lxvii  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience,”  18.  

lxviii  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  89.  

lxix  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience,”  21.  

lxx  Derrick  Bell,  And  We  Are  Not  Saved�:  The  Elusive  Quest  for  Racial  Justice  (New  York:  Basic  Books,  1987).  lxxi  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Development,”  20.  

lxxii  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Development”;  Bailey  Jackson,  “The  Function  of  a  Black  Identity  Development  Theory  in  Achieving  Relevance  In  Education  for  Black  Students”  (PhD  diss.  University  of  Massachusetts  Amherst,  1976).  

lxxiii  “Black  Identity  Development,”  20.  

lxxiv  Ibid.  lxxv  Harris,  “Whiteness  As  Property,”  1710.  

lxxvi  Ralph  Ellison,  Invisible  Man,  2nd  ed.  (New  York:  Vintage,  1952).  

lxxvii  Ibid.  lxxviii  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Development,”  22.  

lxxix  Louis  Farrakhan,  “Minister  Louis  Farrakhan’s  Speech  at  the  Million  Man  March”  (Public  Speech  presented  at  the  Million  Man  March,  Day  of  Atonement,  Washington,  D.C.,  October  16,  1995),  http://www.afn.org/~dks/race/farrakhan-­‐e6.html.  lxxx  Nikki  Giovanni,  “Africa,”  The  Selected  Poems  of  Nikki  Giovanni.,  1st  ed.  (New  York:  William  Morrow  and  Co.,  1996),  169,  170.  lxxxi  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Development.”  

lxxxii  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  1.  

lxxxiii  Du  Bois,  The  Souls  of  Black  Folk,  9.  

lxxxiv  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Development.”  

lxxxv  Thomas,  Boys  No  More.  

lxxxvi  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed,  31.  

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lxxxvii  Geneva  Gay,  “Implications  of  Selected  Models  of  Ethnic  Identity  Development  for  Educators,”  Journal  of  Negro  Education  54,  no.  1  (1985):  43.  lxxxviii  Wade  W.  Nobles,  “Psychological  Nigrescence:  An  Afrocentric  Review,”  The  Counseling  Psychologist  17,  no.  2  (April  1,  1989):  255.  

lxxxix  Cross,  “The  Negro-­‐to-­‐Black  Conversion  Experience.”  

xc  Nobles,  “Psychological  Nigrescence,”  188.  

xci  Parham,  “Cycles  of  Psychological  Nigrescence.,”  211.  

xcii  Nobles,  “Psychological  Nigrescence”;  Parham,  “Cycles  of  Psychological  Nigrescence.”  

xciii  Parham,  “Cycles  of  Psychological  Nigrescence.,”  211.  

xciv  Ibid.,  213.  xcv  Akbar,  “Nigrescence  and  Identity,”  259.  

xcvi  Thomas  A.  Parham  and  N.  Lavada  Austin,  “Career  development  and  African  Americans:  A  Contextual  Reappraisal  Using  the  Nigrescence  Construct.,”  Journal  of  Vocational  Behavior  44,  no.  2,  (April  1994):  139-­‐154.  xcvii  Ibid.,  140.  xcviii  Susan  D.  McMahon  and  Roderick  J.  Watts,  “Ethnic  Identity  in  urban  African  American  youth:  Exploring  links  with  self-­‐worth,  aggression,  and  other  psychosocial  variables,”  Journal  of  Community  Psychology  30,  no.  4  (July  2002):  411-­‐431.  xcix  Ibid.,  423.  c  Rita  Hardiman  and  Bailey  Jackson,  “Racial  Identity  Development:  Understanding  Racial  Dynamics  in  College  Classrooms  and  on  Campus,”  New  Directions  for  Teaching  and  Learning,  no.  52  (1992):  21-­‐37.  ci  Ibid.,  23.  cii  Brookfield,  The  Power  of  Critical  Theory,  93.  

ciii  Ibid.,  96.  

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civ  Henry  Giroux,  “Theories  of  Reproduction  and  Resistance  in  the  New  Sociology  of  Education:  A  Critical  Analysis,”  Harvard  Educational  Review  53,  no.  3  (August  1983):  258.  cv  Jay,  “Critical  Race  Theory,  Multicultural  Education,  and  the  Hidden  Curriculum  of  Hegemony,”  7.  

cvi  Bureau  of  Labor  Statistics,  Labor  Force  Statistics  from  the  Current  Population  Survey.  cvii  National  Center  for  Educational  Statistics,  Dropout  and  Completion  Rates  in  the  United  States.  cviii  David  Ashenfelter,  M.L.  Elrick,  and  Jennifer  Dixon,  “Ex-­‐Detroit  Mayor  Kwame  Kilpatrick  Indicted  by  Feds  on  19  Mail  Fraud,  Tax  Counts,”  Detroit  Free  Press.  June  24,  2010,  http://www.freep.com/article/20100624/NEWS01/6240430/1321/Feds-­‐Kilpatrick-­‐looted-­‐fund-­‐dodged-­‐taxes.  

cix  Bureau  of  Justice  Statistics,  Bureau  of  Justice  Statistics  Criminal  Offenders  Statistics,  August  8,  2007,  http://www.ojp.usdoj.gov/bjs/crimoff.htm.  

cx  Delgado  and  Stefancic,  Critical  Race  Theory,  2.  

cxi  Adrienne  Dixson,  “And  We  Are  Still  Not  Saved:  Critical  Race  Theory  in  Education  Ten  Years  Later,”  Race  Ethnicity  and  Education  8,  no.  1  (March  2005):  7-­‐27.  cxii  Bell,  And  We  Are  Not  Saved;  Delgado  and  Stefancic,  Critical  Race  Theory;  Gloria  Ladson-­‐Billings,  “Toward  a  Theory  of  Culturally  Relevant  Pedagogy,”  American  Educational  Research  Journal  32,  no.  3  (January  1,  1995):  465-­‐491.  cxiii  Darrick  Hamilton  and  William  Darity  Jr.,  “Race,  Wealth,  and  Intergenerational  Poverty,”  The  American  Prospect,  September  2009.  cxiv  Peter  Jackson,  Director,  The  Lord  of  the  Rings:  The  Fellowship  of  the  Ring,  2002.  

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cxv  Bell,  And  We  Are  Not  Saved.  

cxvi  Ibid.,  37.  cxvii  Francis  Scott  Key,  The  Star  Spangled  Banner,  1814,  http://www.usa-­‐flag-­‐site.org/song-­‐lyrics/star-­‐spangled-­‐banner.shtml.  cxviii  Ladson-­‐Billings  and  Tate,  “Toward  a  Critical  Race  Theory  of  Education”;  H  Milner,  “Critical  Race  Theory  and  Interest  Convergence  as  Analytic  Tools  in  Teacher  Education  Policies  and  Practices,”  Journal  of  Teacher  Education  59,  no.  4  (2008):  332-­‐346.  

cxix  Ellison,  Invisible  Man.  

cxx  Harris,  “Whiteness  As  Property.”  

cxxi  Ibid.,  1721.  cxxii  Ladson-­‐Billings,  “Just  what  is  critical  race  theory  and  what’s  it  doing  in  a  nice  field  like  education?”  9.  

cxxiii  W.E.B.  Du  Bois,  Black  Reconstruction  in  America,  1860-­‐1880  (New  York:  Free  Press,  1998).  cxxiv  Carole  L.  Lund,  “The  Nature  of  White  Privilege  in  the  Teaching  and  Training  of  Adults,”  in  “White  Privilege  and  Racism�:  Perceptions  and  Actions,”  eds.  Carole  L.  Lund  and  Scipio  A  J  Colin  III,  New  Directions  for  Adult  and  Continuing  Education  125  (San  Francisco:  Jossey-­‐Bass,  2010),  16.  cxxv  Countee  Cullen,  “For  a  Poet,”  Color  (New  York:  Harper  &  Brothers,  1925).  

cxxvi  Sean  Courtney,  “The  History  of  Adult  and  Continuing  Education,”  in  Handbook  of  Adult  and  Continuing  Education,  eds.  Sharan  B  Merriam  and  Phyllis  M.  Cunningham,  (San  Francisco:  Jossey-­‐Bass,  1989).  

cxxvii  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed,  53.  

cxxviii  Paulo  Freire  et  al.,  eds.,  “Mentoring  the  Mentor�:  A  Critical  Dialogue  with  Paulo  Freire,”  vol.  60,  Counterpoints  -­‐  Studies  in  the  

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Postmodern  Theory  of  Education  (New  York:  P.  Lang,  1997),  xiv,  xv.  

cxxix  Glenn  Omatsu,  “Mentoring  as  the‘Giving  and  Receiving  of  Wisdom’:  Breaking  the  Chains  of  Colonialism  on  Our  Hearts,  Minds,  and  Souls”  (Unpublished,  2010),  1-­‐22,  www.csun.edu/afye/documents/Anti-­‐colonial-­‐mentoring-­‐Omatsu-­‐accessible-­‐PDF.pdf.  cxxx  Ibid.,  19.  cxxxi  Sarah  A.  Hezlett  and  Sharon  K.  Gibson,  “Mentoring  and  Human  Resource  Development:  Where  We  Are  and  Where  We  Need  to  Go,”  Advances  in  Developing  Human  Resources  7,  no.  4  (November  1,  2005):  446-­‐469.  

cxxxii  Ibid.  cxxxiii  Eileen  Shapiro,  Florence  Haseltine,  and  Mary  Rowe,  “Moving  Up:  Role  Models,  Mentors,  and  the  Patron  System,”  Sloan  Management  Review  19,  no.  3  (Spring  1978):  51-­‐58.  

cxxxiv  Winston  E.  Gooden,“Development  of  Black  Men  In  Early  Adulthood,”  in  Black  Adult  Development  and  Aging,  ed.  Reginald  L  .  Jones  (1989):  63-­‐89.  

cxxxv  David  Thomas,  “The  Truth  About  Mentoring  Minorities:  Race  Matters,”  Harvard  Business  Review,  79  (2001):  104.  cxxxvi  Wesley  C.  Long  and  Courtney  Ann  Farr,  “Lost  and  Found:  Reflections  on  Identity  and  Success  from  Six  Black  Men,”  Urban  Education  26,  no.  3  (October  1,  1991):  310-­‐326.  cxxxvii  Bruce  LaVant,  John  Anderson,  and  Joseph  Tiggs,  “Retaining  African  American  Men  Through  Mentoring  Initiatives.,”  New  Directions  for  Student  Services,  no.  80  (Winter  1997):  45.  cxxxviii  Catherine  A.  Hansman,  “Who  Plans?  Who  Participates?  Critically  Examining  Mentoring  Programs”  (paper  presented  at  the  42nd  Adult  Education  Research  Conference  ,  June  2001).  For  full  text:  http://www.edst.educ.ubc.ca/aerc/2001/2001hansman.htm.  

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cxxxix  Ibid.,  164.  cxl  Rain  Newbold-­‐Coco,  “A  Mixed-­‐Method  Analysis  of  the  Perceived  Benefits  Gained  From  Mentoring  For  African  American  Female  Professionals”  (PhD  diss.  Capella  University,  2006),  22.  cxli  Warren  Braden,  Homies�:  A  Study  of  Peer-­‐Mentoring  Among  African-­‐American  Males  in  Chicago  in  Relation  to  Adult  Education  (LEPS  Press,  Northern  Illinois  University,  1993).  cxlii  Tarek  Grantham,  “Multicultural  Mentoring  to  Increase  Black  Male  Representation  in  Gifted  Programs,”  Gifted  Child  Quarterly  48,  no.  3  (July  1,  2004):  233,  234.  cxliii  Glenn  Omatsu,  “Mentoring  as  the‘Giving  and  Receiving  of  Wisdom’  cxliv  Ibid.,  2.  cxlv  Harlan  E.  Ballard,  “An  Exploration  into  Success  Factors  of  African  American  Males  Who  Obtained  Terminal  Degrees  from  Majority  White  Institutions”  (PhD  diss.  The  University  of  Oklahoma,  2006);  Braden,  Homies;  Coker,  “The  Impact  of  Cultural  and  Spiritual  Mentoring  on  the  Development  of  African  American  Young  Adults  in  a  Military  Setting”;  Gooden,  “Development  of  Black  Men  in  Early  Adulthood”;  Grantham,  “Multicultural  Mentoring  to  Increase  Black  Male  Representation  in  Gifted  Programs”;  LaVant,  Anderson,  and  Tiggs,  “Retaining  African  American  Men  Through  Mentoring  Initiatives.”;  Darryl  S.  Tukufu,  A  Guide  toward  the  Successful  Development  of  African-­‐American  Males.,  1997.  cxlvi  Gooden,  “Development  of  Black  men  in  early  adulthood.”  

cxlvii  Thomas,  “Mentoring  and  Irrationality:  The  Role  of  Racial  Taboos.”  

cxlviii  Vernon  Smith,  “The  Effects  of  Caring  on  the  Achievement  of  African  American  Males:  Case  Studies,”  Challenge:  A  Journal  of  Research  on  African  American  Men  8,  no.  1  (1997):  3.  

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cxlix  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  114.  

cl  Catherine  Riessman,  Narrative  Analysis,  2nd  ed.  (Newbury  Park  Calif.  [u.a.]:  Sage  Publ.,  1994).  

cli  Leonard  Webster  and  Patricie  Mertova,  Using  Narrative  Inquiry  as  a  Research  Method:  An  Introduction  to  Using  Critical  Event  Narrative  Analysis  in  Research  on  Learning  and  Teaching  (Abingdon,  New  York:  Routledge,  2007).  clii  Donald  Polkinghorne,  Narrative  Knowing  and  the  Human  Sciences,  (SUNY  Press,  1988).  cliii  Merriam-­‐Webster,  Inc.,  Merriam-­‐Webster’s  Collegiate  Dictionary,  11th  ed.  (Springfield:  Merriam-­‐Webster  Inc.,  2003).  cliv  Bailey  Jackson,  “Black  Identity  Develolpment:  Further  Analysis  and  Elaboration,”  in  New  Perspectives  On  Racial  Identity  Development�:  A  Theoretical  and  Practical  Anthology,  ed.  Charmaine  L.  Wijeyesinghe  and  Bailey  W.  Jackson  (New  York:  New  York  University  Press,  2001),  25.  clv  Webster  and  Mertova,  Using  Narrative  Inquiry  as  a  Research  Method,  73,  74.  

clvi  Leswin  Laubscher,  “Toward  a  (De)constructive  Psychology  of  African  American  Men,”  Journal  of  Black  Psychology  31,  no.  2  (May  1,  2005):  122.  clvii  Langston  Hughes,  The  Collected  Poems  of  Langston  Hughes,  1st  ed.  (New  York:  Vintage,  1995).  clviii  Charles  E.  Drebing  and  Winston  E.  Gooden,  “The  Impact  of  the  Dream  of  Mental  Health  Functioning  in  the  Male  Midlife  Transition,”  International  Journal  of  Aging  &  Human  Development  32,  no.  4  (1991):  278.  clix  Gooden,  “Development  of  Black  Men  in  Early  Adulthood,”  65.  

clx  Ibid.  clxi  Long  and  Farr,  “Lost  and  Found,”  317.  clxii  Gooden,  “Development  of  Black  Men  in  Early  Adulthood,”  68.  

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clxiii  Merriam-­‐Webster,  Inc.,  Merriam-­‐Webster’s  Collegiate  Dictionary.  

clxiv  Harvey  Neufeldt  and  Leo  McGee,  eds.,  Education  of  the  African  American  Adult�:  An  Historical  Overview  (New  York:  Greenwood  Press,  1990).  clxv  Freire  et  al.,  Mentoring  the  Mentor,  60:.  

clxvi  Angela  Brew,  “Unlearning  Through  Experience,”  in  Using  Experience  for  Learning  (Buckingham  [England];Bristol  PA:  Society  for  Research  into  Higher  Education  and  Open  University  Press,  1993),  97.  

clxvii  Cross,  “Nigrescence:  A  Nondiaphanous  Phenomenon.”  

clxviii  Parham  and  Austin,  “Career  Development  and  African  Americans,”  147.  clxix  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed,  126.  

clxx  McIntosh,  “White  Privilege:  Unpacking  the  Invisible  Knapsack.”  

clxxi  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks.  

clxxii  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed,  126.  

clxxiii  Smith,  “The  Effects  of  Caring  on  the  Achievement  of  African  American  Males.”  

clxxiv  Bell,  And  We  Are  Not  Saved,  218.  

clxxv  Wellman,  Portraits  of  White  Racism.  

clxxvi  Fanon,  Black  Skin,  White  Masks,  117.  

clxxvii  Du  Bois,  The  Souls  of  Black  Folk.  

clxxviii  Ridley,  “Missing  White  Girl  Syndrome  Ends  Here.”  

clxxix  Bell,  Faces  at  the  Bottom  of  the  Well;  Bell,  And  We  Are  Not  Saved;  Delgado  and  Stefancic,  Critical  Race  Theory;  Ladson-­‐Billings  and  Tate,  “Toward  a  Critical  Race  Theory  of  Education”;  Daniel  G.  Solorzano  and  Tara  J.  Yosso,  “Critical  Race  Methodology:  Counter-­‐Storytelling  as  an  Analytical  Framework  for  Education  Research,”  Qualitative  Inquiry  8,  no.  1  (February  1,  2002):  23-­‐44.  

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clxxx  Freire,  Pedagogy  of  the  Oppressed.  

clxxxi  Sue  et  al.,  “Racial  Microaggressions  in  Everyday  Life.”  

clxxxii  Omatsu,  “Mentoring  as  the  ‘Giving  and  Receiving  of  Wisdom’:    Breaking  the  Chains  of  Colonialism  on  Our  Hearts,  Minds,  and  Souls.”  clxxxiii  Colin,  “Cultural  Literacy:  Ethnocentrism  Vs  Selfethnic  Reflectors.”  

clxxxiv  Webster  and  Mertova,  Using  Narrative  Inquiry  as  a  Research  Method.  clxxxv  Victor  Fleming,  Director,  The  Wizard  of  Oz  (1939).  

clxxxvi  Aretha  Franklin,  Respect,  CD  single  (1967)  

clxxxvii  Greg  Hall,  “Impact!  Songs  That  Changed  The  World:  Aretha  Franklin  -­‐  Respect”  /  John  Phillips,  Smokey  Robinson,  Annie  Lennox  (Standing  Room  Only,  2007).                        

Now  I  Can  Dream:  Adult  Black  Males  and  the  Mentors  That  Saved  Them      

   

Rick  Patterson  

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