Transitions

In my experience as a graduate student at John Jay College of Criminal Justice in New York, I had the very great fortune of meeting for the first time people who I would enjoy knowing for a lifetime. As a Masters candidate with a focus if not a burning and resurrected interest in criminology, I had only some years prior left behind an extremely satisfying and lucrative career in professional cooking right in the grandest stages of them all; NYC. Make no mistake, the profession itself enjoyed a rather haughty and denigrating air about it. This was a job of obscene extremes. I saw as most do in this line of work the best of humanity as well as the unimaginable worst which I will indeed come back to later.

So as not to belabor the story, a medical condition effectively put an end to my nocturnal existence of nightly instant gratification but not without having carved out my fierce work ethic which prompted me to quickly consider a change of pace. John Jay and a handful of remarkable and accomplished professors who became my new friends marked the beginning of my transition new found journey in life. Here is my story, experience and observations about all that I am certain we have all witnessed but don't like to talk about, aloud. This dialogue must take place in order for positive change to take begin to happen slowly.