Nan and Pop - That’s what I call mine. I actually have two Nans and a Pop. My other Pop died when I was one. I don’t remember him. I know that he must have liked me though. There is a photo that’s special to me where I’m sitting on my Pop’s knee in a blue jumpsuit.
Mayflower is a nursing home, not too far from where Kesh and I live. It’s full of Nans and Pops, Grandmas and Grandpas. People special to other people. Kesh’s Pa is in this nursing home so we are trying to get more involved in what goes on there.
Tonight, I headed up for a concert. The last concert I went to was Talib Kweli, and before that Lupe Fiasco. Not tonight though. A few old boys came down and played old tunes.