History - p1
I grew up in Southern California in the 1980s. I was the only kid on the block with a sweet afro. For that matter, I was the only Davis in my family with massive dark brown curls. I was born to an absolutely beautiful Caucasian lady (born in Africa though) by the name of Christine and a handsome African American fella named Elton (he was born in Texas). While they never married, their short time together made me, showed me love, and set me off to explore the world with my heart wide open.
I was raised by my mom, grandparents, and the mean streets of Orange. I rode my bike everywhere, had friends of many different shades and colors, and chopped wood blocks in Tae Kwon Do class with Master Choi. My childhood was simple, beautiful, and well rounded.
My grandparents were foundational members at our local church, Church of the Foothills, and did so much for the other church goers and the community. One community activity that has made a lasting impression on my life was our volunteer work at a facility called Peppermint Ridge. Peppermint Ridge is a community that "empowers individuals with intellectual disabilities" and it was a place that I truly enjoyed visiting. I don't remember how old I was, but I remember feeling an overwhelming sense of purpose as a young boy. Me, that kid that sparred with punching bags, shot hoops, and bombed down streets on my Dyno could make a different in the lives of these amazing individuals. Whether it was a checkers, picking up plates, or just chatting about the Anaheim Angels, we were equals. I made people smile by listening, being their friend, and by seeing them as amazing humans.
Whether my grandparents meant to teach me a life lesson by taking me there or not, something has stuck. The ability to be with other people authentically brings about so much joy and so much progress. External distractions aside, you can learn a tremendous amount about another person even if they are unable to communicate with you. Watch, listen, observe, and be with them as they are.
With energy,
Shelton
