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Dr. Alex Gee talks with Aaron Hicks, Nehemiah Assistant Director for Reentry Services, about his powerful story of incarceration and re-entry into society. Aaron shares his first hand experience of coming through the mass incarceration system in Wisconsin. Dr. Gee and Aaron discuss the impact of the Man Up program and the tremendous work Aaron does to encourage men of color in the re-entry process.
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This past weekend, I spent time in my new role as a part time Adjunct Professor for Law and Partnerships 735 in the Edgewood College Doctoral Program. I had a lot of things to share about. Here’s a couple quotes. Check out my video for more!
“If the public squares function like private squares, then how do they really influence society? True community change for institutions begins with the individual’s understanding of where are they lacking, and where do they need stronger partnerships and relationships.”
“We’ve got to help individuals understand their needs for partnerships before they can lead a major institution into a partnership.”
Stay with me, please. I am not attempting to commit the civil rights equivalent of the unpardonable sin. I wish to make a point.
My love for MLK is undeniable.
I admired King on television as a child. I remember being sent home from kindergarten on Chicago’s westside the day he was assassinated. I watched the flames of looted buildings from our third floor apartment building windows as grief stricken (and some opportunistic) people torched Chicago’s busy streets.
Blacks asked…
“Who will lead our marches now?”
“Who could challenge local, state and federal leaders now?”
“Who’d fill the shoes of assuring our dignity and legacy as Black people now?”
Whites commented…
“He was so articulate!”
“He was the first Black we could follow”
“He could speak about voting rights for Black and still voice our ‘American’ concerns about the Viet Nam War!”
The world paused in mourning…and the hyperbole began.