Life was good! A drug dealing dispute probably started it. Could we have stayed and changed the ghetto for the better?
This important research also contains insights likely to extend beyond housing policy.
While before, I was just a happy kid, now I started to compare my surroundings with the neighborhood nearby. The new insight is that much of our best evidence about the effects of growing up in a bad neighborhood comes from examining children whose parents work particularly hard to protect them from the dangers around them.
You can be robbed, neglected or betrayed. It's also a great way to gain access to my inbox; reply to one of my emails and I'll write you back.
While everyone around you obviously has a fucked-up life, some people are way worse off. In the gutters, I would always find the plastic flowers that little black girls used to clip the ends of their braids.
These findings could fundamentally reshape national housing policy. I remember us having a few family gatherings. The thing about living in the projects is that everyone knows a lot about everyone.