There is hope

This morning I went to the supermarket to pick up a few things. While I was on the check out line, there was a young brother who was packing groceries. He was picking on his manager who had walked by. We all had a laugh while I was leaving the store. He offered to take my groceries out to the car for me. I politely refused, but he said it was ok.

As we were walking to my car, I mentioned how nice everyone has been down in this area and that I had just moved down here. He asked where I moved from and I told him. Then he mentioned that he was getting ready to get off from work and go back to Alabama. I asked if he lived there. He said that he attends college there, and that it's about a two hour drive.

This young man goes to school 2 hours away, comes up some weekends to work at this supermarket and then goes back down to school. He said that his manager (the woman he was joking around with) told his mother that she would make sure to tell his mom when he came to Georgia (for work). Essentially, his manager was making sure to "keep tabs" on him (along with his mom) to (essentially) keep him out of trouble.

This made me feel really good. He looked as if he could be my little brother (even though he was WAY taller than I am). He (appeared) to be doing the right thing and had black women standing behind him making sure he went down the right path. I just felt so happy for this young man. I really like his personality. I think I also liked him a lot because (in talking) we found out we're both originally from the Bronx (small world).

I'm sending a prayer his way that he stays on the right track. There is hope for our young, black men out there. Hopefully these kind of young, black men will become the majority instead of the minority.