One of the benefits of having a son in his mid twenties (he'll be 25 in March, can you believe it!) is being 'hip' to things such as rap music. Well, I guess I can't really be hip to it, which you can probably tell because I use words like hip, but at least knowledgeable about certain artists. One of Joshua's favorite artists is Jay-Z. When I told him I lived in the neighborhood Jay-Z and Lil Kim grew up in, he had me drive around a bit on the way home from the airport. I even pointed out a chicken joint supposedly owned by the rapper.
After driving through a neighborhood heavily populated by Orthodox Jews on their way to temple (large hats, prayer shawls, curls and all) which I am pretty used to and Joshua is not, we hit my neighborhood. The Marcy Projects are just about 4 blocks from my house. Which is where Jay-Z grew up, and mentions in many of his lyrics. To hear Josh comment that he thought it was cool that I am living here, and that he thinks I'll be safe and OK as long as I have God on my side, was a huge relief and a blessing. One of my biggest concerns with him coming was that he would worry about me living in this neighborhood. Thank goodness he arrived during daylight hours!
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