June 10th, 2018 – Story Teller from Canada
Inspiration can come from the simple idea of storytelling. And if you’ve read my entire blog you would understand how important storytelling is to me.
To hear a story about Barack Obama and his candor attitude that introduced two friends of a lifetime, is humbling. You never know what expressions, conversations, or introductions take place behind the scenes of your life that got you to where you are today. In essence, we keep good people in our circles, and that will create growing positive energy that manifests itself in the most mysterious God like ways, thus karma.
Peter Mansbridge was the circle I got to be a part of as he shared many inspirational moments of his journalism career. I feel like I know Barack much better, as if Mr. Mansbridge’s intention was to share his story and show transparency in how we are all alike – just different journeys to experience. The moment you share your story, you must be aware of the world you’re inviting an open hear to and allow the story to be in good hands.
December 9th, 2017 – Right to health
Like many ignorant yet peculiar kids like myself, especially in my late teenage years I took for granted the known health risks associated with not maintaining a steady diet. I assumed my doctors and pediatricians would know best; but no, not quite to the degree that would allow a young ambitious male like myself to excel in his career. On a recent note, I had to write a memo to self on the importance of my health and keeping a high productive lifestyle bearable without crashing daily. I’m required to put premium fuel with an octane level of 92 or higher in my high-performance vehicle because I appreciate speed and precision in a different way than most BMW drivers; so if we’re speaking metaphorically it’s the same with my body.
Overall, I’m a different type of driver, behind the wheel and in the way I live my life. I was fortunate to find a PA that specializes in cardiology – and until then I was never aware of my health deficiencies, I’ll use that phrase for now, which lead me to other health challenges I was unaware of. Leslie Gregory allowed me to see the potential psychological deficiencies I had. Personally, I cannot say I have experienced immediate racism in Portland, however, I had to look deep into my self-appearance and the vanity fair of being black to realize my an issues I was unaware of. It’s helped me in a since of setting myself up for success because I’ve always thought of myself as being behind ‘par’ in the beginning of a foot race – but not in actuality because it may have just been my darker skin tone? And because I often forget I’m darker than most people, I’ve never played the victim but my perseverance and desire to succeed put me in a very successful position today.
As a health practitioner, Ms. Gregory focuses on individualized support for wellness and the prevention of cardiovascular and metabolic diseases, combining natural and preventive medicine with conventional interventions – especially for minorities like myself. Right To Health is about health prevention. It’s about bringing people together to share, care and alleviate the disparities that come with racial injustice and economic inequality. We are a wholly volunteer group with a vision: to create a national network of healthcare providers, researchers, scientists, healers, community leaders, technologists, educators and anyone else committed to alleviating the ills of racism across all ethnic groups, with particular attention to Black Americans.
January 5, 2017 – In Loving Memory of My Father
In 1954, Harold’s mother moved her family to Portland, Oregon where he resided in his teenage years.
Harold was a graduate of George Washington High School’s class of 1962. While attending Washington High, he was a member of the varsity men’s wrestling team, varsity men’s football team, and played tuba in the school’s marching band. With his talents in playing the tuba, Harold took the opportunity he was given and played in Portland’s Rose Festival, Grand Floral Parade marching band for 2 years.
In 1975, Harold started working at Smurfit Newsprint Inc., where he was a machinist for 25 years. He also enrolled in the United States Airforce Reserve in 1978, where he served as a non-commissioned officer for 8 years. While serving in the Airforce Reserve, he was stationed in many locations such as Hawaii, The Philippines, and Okinawa, Japan.
In 1976, Harold met the love of his life, Judy Ann. They joined each other in holy matrimony on Saturday, August 29th 1981. Shortly after marriage Harold and Judy gave birth to Kimilia Janae (1984), and Terrell Jaye Porter (1986).
Harold, a God fearing man as we all know him, was an avid worker as he provided for his family in many ways, including being the pioneer of VCR ownership. He was a dedicated member of Piedmont Church of Christ, as he brought his family and many kin along with him to worship the word of God.
Harold enjoyed playing in racquetball sessions at the rec center, he competed in many amateur bowling leagues, and he was a member of the Knott Street boxing club. He also enjoyed spending vacation time with his family; Jamaica, a cruise to Mexico, Canada, many trips to the Oregon Coast, Disneyland, and road trips to family reunions where he learned the ‘no nos’ of the road from his mother in law (Ellen Joe).
Our loving father passed peacefully on the dawn of December 15th, 2016 at Providence Portland Medical Center. In passing, Harold was accompanied by his wife, children and many other loved ones. He is survived by his wife, Judy; two sons, Curtis [Tamica Kent] and Terrell; three daughters, Sabrina, Sharla [Anthony Cross], and Kimilia; three siblings, Emma, Roger, and Jesse; and ten grandchildren.
Please join us as we celebrate the life and times of Harold Kent.
November 14, 2015 – Avon 39: The Walk to End Breast Cancer
In July of 2015, I pledged to sponsor[donate] a former college friend of mine to help her raise money for an organization that facilitates breast cancer walks during the spring and summer months in major US cities. I won’t disclose the amount of my donation; my pledge was rather spontaneous considering my lack of opinion toward these types of events. After reading the reason for her participation in the Avon39 Cancer Walk, I felt it necessary to take part in the efforts that are taking place. Fortunately, I haven’t lived in any type of disadvantage; hindering health or ‘economic oppressed’ situation. I can only empathize with those that I have come in contact with in the past and at the least I can put forth my hand and humbly joined others that do so as well.
Today was my last payment installment on the pledge I started in July, and I’m reminded of the spontaneous decision I made once again. I don’t want to suggest those who are fighting breast cancer are at a disadvantage in life, but I do understand it’s a battle the average person will not have to fight. I often challenge myself in imagining just one day in the life of someone that may not be as fortunate as I am today, health wise or financially. At first it may be hard to ask for the lending hand, but when I put myself in that person’s shoes I’d hope to come across someone who’s empathetic enough so I would not have to ask. This I have learned; it all comes with embracing a unique experience like no other, and a comprehension of an individual’s perspective on life.