I'm a writer, poet, and musician (sax), born in Los Angeles (Watts), now located in Covina, Ca. I'm a contributing columnist to The Los Angeles Sentinel, and contributing writer for Black Star News, and Dr. Boyce Watkins’ Your Black World, among several other publications. I’m also the author of A Message From the Hood.

I began writing when my late wife, and childhood sweetheart, Valdie Whitmore-Wattree, began writing me from college when I was in the Marine Corps. While trying to respond I was shock to find that I couldn’t fully express my feelings to her, so I embarked upon a crash course in English composition. Since the base library was all but never used, the Chaplin gave me the key, and thereafter I, literally, made the library my home on base.

After I was discharge I went on to West Los Angeles College and CSULA and majored in Psychology. But the foundation for what I consider my legitimate education was laid many years earlier on the streets of Los Angeles. There, some of the greatest minds I’ve ever known held court while sitting on empty milk crates in the parking lot of ghetto liquor stores.

These were the "Eulipians"—writers, poets, musicians, hustlers, and uncommon drunks—all, shade-tree philosophers who contemplated the fungus between the toes of society. Without apology, these visionaries danced with reckless abandon, unfettered by formal inhibition, through the presumptuous speculation of the ages. It was at their feet that I embraced the love of knowledge, and through their tutelage defined self-worth in my own terms.

While these obscure intellectuals stood well outside the mainstream of academy, I watched with astonished delight as they and their students sang, scat, and scribed the thrust of their philosophy into the mainstream of human knowledge. As one such student, I now fully embrace and promote their creed--that knowledge is free, thus, will transcend attempts to be contained through barriers of caste and privilege, leaving man's innate thirst for knowledge, free to someday overwhelm his lust for stupidity.

Everything that I now write, is in pursuit of that ideal.