I Think One Of The Most Fascinating

Early In The Spring Of 1750, In The Village Of Juffure, Four Days Upriver From The Coast Of The Gambia, West Africa, A Manchild Was Born To Omoro And Binta Kinte.

That's What Happens With Writing. Ingredients Bubble And Cook. Material Becomes Substance.

I Wasn't Going To Be One Of Those People Who Died Wondering What If? I Would Keep Putting My Dreams To The Test - Even Though It Meant Living With Uncertainty And Fear Of Failure. This Is The Shadowland Of Hope, And Anyone With A Dream Must Learn To Live There.

The Way To Succeed Is Never Quit. Thats It. But Really Be Humble About It.

Raw, Naked Truth Exchanged Between The Black Man And The White Man Is What A Whole Lot More Of Is Needed In This Country - To Clear The Air Of The Racial Mirages, Cliches, And Lies That This Country's Very Atmosphere Has Been Filled With For Four Hundred Years.