Levy

I am convinced there are six people who have truly shaped the individual I am today. Well, and Levy. Levy was my little black friend in third grade who had thirty pigtails all over his head with pink clips. I think his mom wanted him to be a girl, or something. He had a big toothy grin and looked just like Buckwheat off of the Little Rascals (see image for reference). We would breakdance together every day after school in our parachute pants and hi top Nike's. I remember the look on my mom's face when she pulled up and saw the two of us doing the worm on some broken down boxes in front of the middle school. Let's just say, my father got involved.