I don’t know if an op-ed has ever brought tears to my eyes. Black, Dead and Invisible by Bob Herbert in today’s NYT did: “I once had a young black girl, whose brother had been murdered, tell me she was too old to dream. She was 12.” My church has had a ministry for black inner city kids since the 1970s. In the early days, the weekly meeting was at my parent’s house. After finishing my undergrad degree, I worked with a group of kids for 10 years. They were between the ages of 7 and 9 when I first … Continue reading The War Zone… Downtown