"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Where do babies come from?"

"Um...well...ah....."

Sooner or later, and usually at the most inappropriate time (at a funeral, in front of Grandma, etc.), some version of The Question will emerge from your child's lips. It's almost a...

Post by Neil "Logik" Donaldson

I don't even know where to begin.

I'll start by saying this: being raised by a strong black woman has taught me a lot about patience, responsibility and values -- standing your ground, compassion and, most importantly, unconditional love, especially when it...

I grew up with a very strict father. He was a hard worker, and spent weeks at a time away from home working up North. Somehow, I always felt as though he was there. I always felt his presence with every decision I made, even when I was out of...

Recently a brother in Toronto's West End was murdered. What was so significant about this brother's death was the amount of people affected (I am also one of those people indirectly affected). The brother was a father of two, a community leader, a dancer and someone who positively...

I am the son of a murder victim.

But I'm getting a little ahead of myself. So let me begin, as they say, at the beginning.

I am the only son for my mother Lornalee Anderson and the second of eight children born to my father, Brian Hay. I was...