Reach

40 Black Men Speak on Living, Leading, and Succeeding

Ben Jealous, Trabian Shorters, Ben Jealous, Trabian Shorters

• Publisher: Atria Books
• Year: 2015
• ISBN:
  9781476799858
• Topic: Ciencias sociales
• Subtopic: Biografías de ciencias sociales

A timely and important compilation of first-person accounts by black men—including some famous like Russell Simmons, Rev. Al Sharpton, John Legend, along with community leaders known primarily in their respective neighborhoods—this New York Times bestseller describes a defining moment in each of these black men's lives which motivated them to give back. Reach includes forty first-person accounts from well-known men like the Rev. Al Sharpton, John Legend, Isiah Thomas, Bill T. Jones, Louis Gossett, Jr., and Talib Kweli, alongside influential community organizers, businessmen, religious leaders, philanthropists, and educators. These remarkable individuals are living proof that black men are as committed as ever to ensuring a better world for themselves and for others.Powerful and indispensable to our ongoing cultural dialogue, Reach explodes myths about black men by providing rare, candid, and deeply personal insights into their lives. It's a blueprint for better community engagement. It's an essential resource for communities everywhere.Proceeds from the sale of Reach will go to BMe Community, a nonprofit organization dedicated to building caring and prosperous communities inspired by black men. Reach is also a Project of the Kapor Center for Social Impact, one of the founding supporters of President Obama's My Brother's Keeper initiative.

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D’Wayne Edwards

AGE: 45

TITLE: Founder of PENSOLE Footwear Design Academy

COMMUNITY: Inglewood, CA

There’s a Bruce Lee quote that goes, “To hell with circumstances, I create opportunities.” That’s been a motto for me.

Ever since I was eleven years old, I knew I wanted to design footwear. I knew that before I even knew what a designer was or that you could make a career out of designing footwear. And believe me, there were a lot of doubters, a lot of people who said it couldn’t happen. But they were wrong.

I grew up in Inglewood, California, right down the street from the Forum, where the Lakers played. Inglewood, at the time, was one of the roughest cities in America. I was the youngest of six kids. My mom raised us by herself. She was a bookkeeper at Centinela Hospital. She worked hard to ensure that we all had what we needed, even fighting through a severe back disability that caused her to undergo over fifteen surgeries until the last one took her life.

Two of my brothers, Ronnie and Michael, were blessed with artistic gifts. Both of them could draw beautifully. When I saw what they were doing, I wanted to do it too. I started out by taking what they’d drawn and trying to repeat it. Then I’d show it to them and they’d sit with me and show me the steps. They help me realize that I too had an artistic gift: I could really draw.

I was a good student in school and played sports, but my real passion was drawing. The Lakers used our high school gym as a practice facility—that was how the NBA was at the time—so we had close-up exposure to NBA players like Magic Johnson and Kareem. I loved to draw athletes. After I mastered the human body, I became fascinated with drawing the athletes’ gear, inventing crazy designs for their shoes. I realized that there was limitless potential to make their footwear really complicated, really unique.

It was around that time that my older brother Michael died in a car accident. I was sixteen when he passed. It was a milestone moment for me; I knew I had to make something out of my life. He had really encouraged me to pay attention to my gift, and not waste it. After he died, I redoubled my resolve to design footwear as a profession.

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In high school, I didn’t know anyone who worked as an artist or a designer. To me—and most of the people around me—artists were people you never really heard of until they were dead. And design? Didn’t know what it was. When I told my high school guidance counselor that I wanted to create footwear for a living, she shook her head and said I was crazy. I remember taking that as motivation—it made me determined to figure out a way.

When I was a senior in high school, I entered a national sneaker design competition sponsored by Reebok. And I won. The prize for winning the competition was a job, but Reebok couldn’t even offer me a job since I was still in high school. Receiving that recognition and by such a large company was just the confidence booster I needed. Still, because I was the youngest of six siblings, there was no money for college, no money for design school upon graduation. So I had to figure out another way.

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The first real adult mentor I had was Robert Greenberg, the founder of the shoe company LA Gear. After I won the Reebok competition, Robert saw my potential. When I graduated from high school, he gave me a job at LA Gear as a file clerk. That was all I needed—I just needed to get in the door.

Failure was not an option. I was determined to prove that Robert had not made a mistake by bringing me in. I was determined to succeed in my role so the next person coming behind me who looked like me (and there were so few of us) could be given the chance as well.

At LA Gear’s headquarters, there were suggestion boxes in every department so employees could submit ideas to make the company better. For the next six months, every day, I put a sketch of a new shoe design in that box. Each sketch also had a note suggesting that I be hired as a footwear designer. My persistence paid off, and after six months of trying, I was hired to work in the design department.

A few years later, I followed Robert to Skechers, where he gave me another big shot: the chance to head up the design department. Remember, at this time there were only three other Black designers in the entire footwear industry. This was rarefied air.

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After several years at Skechers I was recruited by Nike, and then in 2000 Michael Jordan recruited me to come work for his brand. Working with him was a powerful experience. I had grown up drawing my own versions of the Air Jordan, but I never could have imagined that I’d have the chance to work for Jordan himself.

I remember when I was given the nod to design the twenty-first and twenty-second editions of the Air Jordan shoe. It was truly a rare opportunity—only five people had ever done it before me.

It was a dream come true, but the opportunity also posed a challenge: people didn’t really care about the twenty-first and twenty-second editions. The twentieth edition was big because that was a major milestone. The twenty-third edition was expected to be the last; the collection would finish with the number Jordan made famous. So I had to do something that made my editions really pop.

I did some research on the number 22 and discovered that there was a stealth fighter jet that had used the number. I got inspired by the concept of “stealth,” as in, these editions of the Air Jordan sneaker were going to sneak up on people. I began to work out this concept of stealth, the art of deception, creating an illusion that masks mastery.

I presented the concept to Michael Jordan, and the first thing I asked him was how and when he became “stealth.” How did he master his craft and how did he disguise his genius from people so he could exploit their weaknesses? I wish I had had a tape recorder. He talked about how when he was dialed in, everything around him slowed down. When he was on the court, he was the only person moving full speed; everyone else was moving in slow motion. This ability helped him anticipate what others would do before they did it.

Michael’s message really boiled down to living and playing in the present. And I’ve translated that approach to how I design and how I exist, how I live my life. The Jordan 22s were a success—they generated $100 million in sales.

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In 2007 I started having a conversation with Nike about the future of design talent. I explained to them that I didn’t enter design in the traditional way—like a lot of kids from my background, I didn’t even know what design school was. So I proposed a design competition to level the playing field.

Up to that point, Nike recruited designers from colleges. I said to them, what would happen if you invested in kids at an earlier age? I looked at the competition as an opportunity to do the same sort of talent search that the Nike marketing department does to find the next great high school basketball player. Rather than scouring gyms for people showing promise in running and dunking, we would do a nationwide design competition and find the kids who love sketching and doodling and don’t know they can actually build a career out of it. I called the competition Future Sole, and Nike agreed to sponsor it.

The Future Sole competition had a successful four years, including endorsements by Lisa Leslie and Carmelo Anthony. The competition proved that there was so much young talent out there. It motivated me to follow through with an idea I’d had for years to create a school for young designers, and to help bring more diverse talent into the footwear industry. I named it the PENSOLE Footwear Design Academy—a tribute to the #2 pencil I’ve always used for design, and the product that our students create.

Footwear in the United States is a $50 billion industry. Black Americans in particular spend a huge amount of money on sneakers. We are the largest consumer of the product. Sneakers have become a significant part of Black American culture and style. So much so that we hit a point where we started to kill each other over the product. Sneakers became more important than somebody’s life? Sneakers became more important than paying your bill? Sneakers became more important than opening a checking or savings account?

My goal with the PENSOLE Academy is to show kids that we can do more than have that lust and desire for a sneaker; we can also make a really good living off of it. We can stop being consumers and become contributors. Our path is not limited only to wearing the sneakers and playing sports—we can also be involved in so many other aspects of the business, like design or marketing.

My theory is that young people respond to what they are exposed to. If all they see are athletes, that’s the path they believe is available to them. That was the case for a lot of my high school classmates—we’d see the Lakers on campus and we would idolize them.

On the other hand, if young people see me and I’m telling them about the career I’ve built designing footwear, it opens up new realms. If they learn about marketing, sales, finance, and the other functions that support the production, distribution, and sale of footwear, their options are expanded even further. It allows them to say, “I’m a great communicator. Why don’t I study communications in college and then get a job in sales where my talents and skills can be deployed productively, where I can build a career?”

I’m proud of how far PENSOLE has come. At this point I have mentored more than fifty Black designers currently working in the industry. We have created a robust pipeline of talent that is getting the guidance and support they need to make an impact in the industry down the road.

We’re helping young people build their confidence, helping them understand that they are capable of mastering their craft, of transcending their circumstances and creating their own opportunities. We want them to understand that they are stealth, like Michael Jordan—that they have the power to slow down the environment around them so they can navigate through it for maximum success and realize their true potential.

Rashaun Williams

AGE: 20

TITLE: Cofounder and President/CEO, Phresh Philly; DJ; Director of Youth and Millennial Initiatives, Techbook Online; BMe Leader

COMMUNITY: Philadelphia, PA

I’m a DJ. I’m an environmentalist and a social entrepreneur. I’m a business owner. I’m a mentor. I’m an artist. I’m twenty years old. I’m black. I’m committed to changing my community.

I’m from Philadelphia; born and raised all over Germantown. My mom and dad separated before I could walk, but I’ve had very loving and fulfilling relationships with both my parents. I’d spend weekdays with my mom and grandmother and some weekends with my father, and even though they both struggled with the personal and professional dimensions of poverty, nothing ever stopped them from giving me unconditional love. We may have had to ration our meals until the next paycheck, but we never went hungry, always leaving home with a healthy breakfast and lunch to carry us through the day.

One specific and lasting memory I have was moving a lot when I was growing up. I recently counted fifteen moves. That constant transience numbed me a bit, giving me a sense that nothing in life was permanent.

By the time I reached middle school, I was a master communicator and very actively involved in extracurricular activities. Since I was already a geek, already a nerd, already deeply involved in fifth-grade student council, middle school would just be time to take everything to another level. Whenever there was an opportunity to get more involved in my school community, I was there. If there was an opportunity to volunteer, take an art class, represent the student government, take part in poetry and oratory contests, join the drum squad, or pick up violin lessons, I was there.

By eighth grade, I was the president of the Student Council, and as I continued to bring an unbridled natural energy to anything I did, it seemed as though my school’s staff members and other students began to respond positively to that.

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When I was in middle school I began to really form my identity in Philadelphia’s teen “party scene.” I was still finding myself, still involved in extracurricular activities, but I started to party a lot as well. Newly introduced to the nightlife, I always celebrated with my right-hand man Troy, one of my best friends to this day. Our bikes were our cars—we would ride our bikes all around the neighborhood to meet with family members and friends almost every day of the week in the summertime—but it was probably our mutual love for music that made us brothers, fostering and inspiring the DJ inside of me.

I remember walking into a club the first time: the DJ was phenomenal, leaving no room for inertia on the dance floor, making the overall experience truly amazing. Though it may be perceived negatively, partying was never a negative thing for me. Music gave people in my neighborhood and beyond the opportunity to meet, listen to new music, make new friends, and build new memories. To be a part of that experience was one of the most positive things to ever happen in my life.

By the time I hit high school, I was deep into music and healthy living. I was also kicking ass in terms of my grades and extracurriculars. With experience producing music both live and electronically before, I began to make beats. Eventually with the merger of me making music in my spare time and my love of parties, people said I should DJ, and by tenth grade, it was official.

With a couple of parties under my belt, I participated in a weeklong entrepreneurship camp at the Enterprise Center in West Philadelphia. There were about four hundred kids in the program, and I was among the youngest, probably one or two grades below the other participants. We had a competition for the best entrepreneur based on presentation, understanding of demographics, and marketing, and the winner got $500 to start his or her business. I won the competition by pitching an idea to make customized items like sneakers. I used my awarded $500 to purchase a turntable simulator. I was setting myself up to become a DJ professionally.

Over time, DJ’ing took me all over Philly and places outside of Philly. It became my business, and it led me to experience other people’s cultures. I DJ’d for families from Pakistan, Latino families, Jamaican families. It gave me a deeper appreciation for the collective challenges we face in Philadelphia and beyond.

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I mentioned healthy living, and that is another real passion of mine; something that I’ve been able to tie in with my love of music and my love of the people in my city.

Many black people in communities of poverty go to the corner store to buy Doritos, Hugs (which are sugary drinks), Twizzlers, and that sort of thing. That was breakfast for so many kids in my high school and around my neighborhood. That’s not e...

Table of contents

• Cover
• Dedication
• Special Thanks
• Foreword by Russell Simmons
• Introduction by Ben Jealous
• Introduction by Trabian Shorters
• Stories
• Afterword by Dr. John Silvanus Wilson Jr.
• Acknowledgments
• About Ben Jealous and Trabian Shorters
• Copyright