This was the spot back in the day, where all the students hung out, ate. When I started it was the girls dormitory. So every Lexus was parked out front trying to impress the girls. Brothas like myself didn't have nothing but our feet and a Marta pass.
This is the Phyllis Wheatley YWCA where Alpha Men mentored the children. I spent a lot of time in that building. Until now, I have never really tripped on how the children that I worked with are doing now. Who would know that I would go on to work eight years in education.
This yard used to be so full of life. It was hard to imagine how empty it has now become. I pray that Morris Brown will rise one day
This is the bridge. I have to put up another photo that I took when I was in school here. I was much younger and slimmer back then. We used to have a photographer named Spurge who used to take photos for two dollars back then. He was such a cool guy. I want to get in contact with him. Somebody hook me up.
Fountain Hall is where I took so many of my classes. I really grew as a young man and a student in this building do to the instructors that I had. I can't believe this builidng isn't buzzing with activity.
This is the Morris Brown Song. We had to memorize this in our Freshman Orientation Class.
Finally on the Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, Inc. plot. It was a long journey, but I made it home! A Phiiiiiiiii!!!!!! The Alphas were the first brothers to help me transition on the campus. They looked out for me and treated me with respect and for that I will always be grateful. I guess they impacted me in how I would eventually treat others that I met.
Morris Brown College founded in 1881 by ex-slaves. How could we let an institution like this perish. I pray the Lord will bless this place and make it better than ever.
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