A boy got shot here. The police is sitting right there, and somebody dies right here on the corner. It happens a lot, but I’m not sure what they’re doing to make any changes about that. Me and my daughter go outside and walk around with the dog, and sometimes I don’t feel comfortable because you never know what’s about to happen. I knew a few of the young boys that got killed around that neighborhood. They’re very young, like 20, 21.
“We’re strong people--that’s what I want to teach my kids. Even though it’s hard out here for anybody; even though we go through every day facing problems, at the end of the day we still can sit down and have no worries for at least an hour or so; sit down and eat and joke at the table.”
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.
It hinders me a lot to know that as a little girl I was raped and beaten. I never wanted a daughter, and I know I can’t make that judgment, but God gave me a daughter. And he probably gave her to me to make me stronger but it doesn’t. It makes me weaker because I’m so overprotective of her. It’s like I don’t let her do this, I don’t let her do that. And she gets mad like she doesn’t understand. She doesn’t understand.
"[My son's father], he doesn’t help with anything. He never got the boy sneakers, hasn't even seen him in a year. And he walks around with the finest clothes and sneakers, make sure his hair cut, but my son didn’t get a case of diapers from him. I do everything for him."
"If you ask me is this where you thought you was gonna be at twenty-nine years old? No. There’s no way we should go through the things we go through, whether it be the faults of our parents, the system, whatever… When you have somebody who's trying to better themselves there should be people with compassion to help them and see them succeed… There’s something that can be done. The resources are there, the people are there, the money is there. Why is it not being used for what it can be used for?"
“When I go to the supermarket it’s uncomfortable. It’s at the cross between my neighborhood and another neighborhood and it’s just embarrassing to pull my Access card out. I feel like the other people in the line are just looking and judging, saying things…”