A kid got shot here right around the corner from a gun control billboard. They’re trying to send a message. Nobody’s getting it. You see? I’m scared to take my kids out and be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I stay in the house.
His cousin was trying to get some other boy and shot Troy (my baby’s father) thinking it was someone else. The gunshots just kept on going. He got shot nine times. All he was saying was, “I’m gonna be alright. I’m gonna be alright.” And his eyes just closed. I wanted to get an abortion after that because I was just thinking, “How am I going to do this?”
My neighbor’s son:
The drugs are the root of all of it. My neighbor’s son was killed there, and this neighbor still gets high, too. Her son got killed for drugs right down the street from my house, and they’re still selling crack. It’s sick. When she gets all zapped out of her mind, she goes down there and lights a candle, around one, two o’clock in the morning.
This is Saturday morning at about 7:30. I get to the 61 bus stop and I didn’t even pay attention that I was getting ready to step in it. There’s puddles… puddles! This person lost a lot of blood because it’s been almost ten hours and it’s still out in puddle. Somebody’s kid could have fallen in that, touched it, anything. I don’t think the cops were there, because I know they would have had yellow tape around it or something.
"You have to make peace. I feel you have to make peace because if you don’t then you’ll be caught up out here with everything else that’s going on around you. You have to learn how to take yourself outta that and keep your own peace ‘cause if not you’re not gonna have any peace. In reality we don’t [have peace]. The only peace we may have is when we are asleep or when we are in our own homes. But then you still have bullets flying through the windows."
"This is where Dante died, right here. This is a couple feet from the elementary school. He was shot ten times or more. I am showing how this is one of the deaths in the neighborhood that we mourned a lot. I was showing also how it’s not safe by the school."
This is a make-shift memorial for Dante, Whitney's friend who was shot across the street from the Blaine Elementary School. The school garden is right next to this location.
"We just need some love, that’s all. We just need to get the love back in the city. This is supposed to be the City of Brotherly Love. This is not. This is the city of kill your brother- Killadelphia is what they call it now."