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Fearful to Fearless: A Woman’s Business Journey with Man’s Best Friend

By Jennifer Ross

In 2009, Shakeema Renee Hutcherson was involved with AmeriCorps, a national program designed to create jobs and pathway opportunities for young people entering the workforce. Placed to work temporarily for two years with Disconnected Youth, she bonded with kids in the court system. Coming from a dysfunctional background herself, she made significant progress towards a better life. She impressed her supervisor with her work. So much that he propositioned his superior to offer her a permanent job. Then, the New York economy hit a recession.  “We don’t have any money. We’re not getting any funds” was their only explanation. In a split second, her future came to a complete halt.

The oldest of seventeen children, Hutcherson was well versed in the art of handling children. Her lessons began at the age of seven, with five siblings. Having an absent father and a drug-addicted mother, Hutcherson worried about how to care and nurture both herself and her younger siblings. Looking up to her with eyes and mouths wide-open, she did what was necessary to survive.  “It was a trying time,” said Hutcherson. “I just basically had to do what I had to do. We always had food because of me. My mom really wasn’t there. She would leave for months so I would have to take care of them.”

With no job and no prospects, Hutcherson’s ex-girlfriend advised her to apply at Dog Wash Doggie Daycare & Boarding in Greenwich Village. There was only one problem. Hutcherson was afraid of dogs. Before she could hesitate, Hutcherson went in for an interview and was required to demonstrate her animal skills. “So I went into the pen and all the dogs migrated to me. Literally, migrated to me! They knew I was here. I thought, ‘okay, this is cool. Let me see what this is about.’ And they just loved me.” From then on, she was hooked on animal love.

Shakeema Renee Hutcherson

From fear of the unknown came kisses galore. Hutcherson naturally bonds with her four-legged clients. Photo: Courtesy of Hutcherson.

Life in the four-legged world jump started Hutcherson’s future to success, once again.  With the combination of training lessons at work, watching episodes of Cesar Milan’s Dog Whisperer at home, and her past skills of raising children, Hutcherson mastered both small and large breeds with ease. Clients opting not to board their beloved pooch, requested Hutcherson to pet sit at their homes. As a result, Hutcherson founded Home Sweet Paws in 2010, offering only pet sitting services as a way to supplement her income. Prices for her services began, and still are, seventy-five dollars per night up to the first five nights, for the first dog. Longer stays or an additional dog meant a discount on price per night.

It only took one year for word-of-mouth to spread in the dog community. Jennifer Lebeau, owner of a brown and white Dachshund mix named Beau, was a client that soon came searching for Hutcherson’s services. “Beau fell in love with her here at the dog park so I felt totally comfortable with her,” Lebeau said regarding her getting to know Hutcherson. “After speaking with some of the people in the park about her, she was the only person I actually even thought of caring for Beau.”

Everyday, Keema brings her clients to George's Run to run and socialize with neighhorhood dogs. Photo: Jennifer Ross

Everyday, Keema brings her clients to George’s Dog Run to run and socialize with neighborhood dogs. Photo: Jennifer Ross

With the great potential gain in the dog business, Hutcherson decided to quit her job to become self-employed in March 2011. She added dog walking and training services to Home Sweet Paws.

Compared to other dog walkers in the area, Home Sweet Paws’ prices are reasonable, charging twenty-five dollars per hour, per dog, for dog-walking service. For those clients needing an hour-long dog walk every weekday, Monday through Friday, she gives a discount of five dollars per hour. This is a savings many clients appreciate considering other local dog walkers can charge as much as sixty five dollars per hour for the same dog walking service.

For basic obedience training, Home Sweet Paws offers a two-week puppy-training package for a flat rate of one thousand dollars. This service comes complete with the puppy temporarily residing with Hutcherson for the duration, and is put on a vigorous 24 hour schedule to include healthy eating, sleeping, playing habits, learn basic commands, individual and dog-pack leash walking and potty training.

Just like any other start up business, there were times when the growing pains of a business stifled her profits. “It was hard. In the beginning, I literally only made $90-100 a week, dog walking,” Hutcherson said. Yet, she continued to move forward, determined to succeed. “It’s about the clientele; what you can do and what you show people. So, my whole thing was, let me get out here, show people I can actually do this. I can handle their dogs and their dogs love me.”

In her line of profession, calmness is key. It is her calmness with dogs, a lesson both Hutcherson and the dogs learned from each other, that has also allowed her to find peace about her past. “Whatever I was going through, I would just come in and the dogs would make you feel like nothing else in the world mattered.”

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Mayor Patricia Ann Norris-McDonald

 

Malverne Mayor Patricia McDonald listening to resident at the monthly Board of Trustees meeting

Malverne Mayor Patricia McDonald listening to resident at the monthly Board of Trustees meeting

Sitting at her desk with pictures of family members and close friends surrounding her, a petite blonde haired women wearing a red blazer with a “M” button on the lapel reminiscences of growing up in Malverne and now being the Mayor of that same village. Patricia Ann Norris-McDonald remembers the endless fun she had running with friends in Westwood Park, and has stuck to her roots of serving the community as the current Mayor.

As a resident she is aware of a uniqueness the village has to offer, a virtue of helping each other. “It is a small village and some people may want to get out of here, but I found that when I wanted to raise a family this was a good choice,” she stated. Married to retired NYPD detective Steven McDonald, they both instilled the same beliefs to their son Conor McDonald.

On the night of July 12th, 1986 the lives of Patricia and her husband changed from that point on. Steven McDonald was undercover and was pursuing a teenager in Central Park. The suspect shot McDonald twice, which resulted in paralyzing him from the neck down. Pregnant with their son, Patricia stayed by her husband’s side until he was able to come home.

The McDonalds reside in the same house as they did during the accident, but it was not handicap accessible and needed to accommodate the family. Patricia explained that the village was extremely helpful in creating a healing environment. “The community was able to help. The Village of Malverne expedited the process of getting permits to start construction. The residents gave their love and support by bringing cards, food and prayers,” stated McDonald.

Through this long journey Patricia and her husband conveyed a message of strength and a positive outlook on the situation. “Our faith is very important to us,” stated McDonald. She also explained that the help she still receives from friends and neighbors is tremendously appreciated.

The McDonalds recently held a mass at their house for NYPD officers that were helping repair the house and Patricia noted the importance of forgiveness. Steven McDonald forgave the teenager that shot him and she explained they had the strength because of faith. “We live a normal life in an abnormal situation,” stated McDonald.

“It is not easy everyday, sometimes his chair or van breaks down and he has to stay in bed and it effects him emotional,” she noted.

Prior to becoming the mayor in 2006, McDonald was member of the Board of Trustees and throughout her tenure in public service she has made numerous accomplishments. “At this level of government you get to see a direct impact,” she stated.

McDonald explained that her recent accomplishment was the restoration of a cracked and dilapidated basketball court in the Westwood section of Malverne. In a short amount of time the village transformed the rundown court to a vibrant and welcoming play area. For outsiders it may not seem like a big deal, but it gives the children a place to exercise,” she stated.

Robert Powers, the former Village Historian, realized that once he started to work with McDonald she always but the needs of someone else before her own. “Before making an decision she attempts to see what the consequences will be,” stated Powers.

The thing that makes McDonald a caring person is the same thing that could be her downfall, “She cares too much and she tries to please all the residents, but it is impossible to do,” Powers said.

Serving the community, McDonald discovered on her own that impossible task of pleasing everyone. “Residents of Utterby Road probably do not have nice things to say about me and the administration,” she stated.

Residents have been receiving parking tickets in front of their homes because they are paying attention to street signs. “People feel that if there is a No Parking sign in front of their home they are excluded from getting a ticket, but it doesn’t matter residents have to pay attention to signs,” McDonald explained.

Utterby Road is near the business district of Malverne and to deter patrons from parking on that street signs were installed. One resident stated, “this is completely ridiculous that we cannot park in front of our own house. The village should give us a permit or advice, but they are not doing anything.”

McDonald and the Board of Trustees organized meetings to discuss this matter with the residents in the hope that the issue will be resolved.

Residents’ resentment stretches farther than Utterby Road; Stephen Dziuba recalls he made numerous calls to McDonald’s office about a car accident that occurred in front of his home on Linden Street. However, his efforts were futile because she never returned his calls. “I believe that since she knew the person who was at fault, she purposely neglected my phone calls to press charges,” he stated.

Even though some residents are not pleased with McDonald, others feel that she has been their voice on the Board of Trustees. “She is has showed support to issues that are close to me and has stuck to promise she made during her campaign,” resident Danielle Cavilere noted.

“I truly feel very privilege to be mayor of this small community and I do not know what will happen in a year from March, that is when my term ends, but I hope I made a difference in the time as Mayor and Trustee for the best,” explained McDonald.

 

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Reverend John Francis of Woodhaven

The warm light coming from antique lamps illuminates the church, as people slowly staparish trickle in through the entrance. Mothers hush their children as the fathers make the sign of the cross. Old men and women with their canes, slowly make their way to empty seats, as others kneel silently in prayer. A young girl with a soft, eloquent voice gets up from the front pew and makes her way up the small stairs to welcome the people to the Sunday Mass at St. Thomas the Apostle Church. Led by two young boys in white gowns, each holding a tall post, Reverend John Francis makes his way down the aisle towards the brightly lit altar. The parishioners stand and look on, as the Reverend, in his green gown and golden staff, slowly marches to the sound of the church organ. Within three minutes, the Reverend reaches the altar to the rising tremor of the organ and in his thick foreign accent, announces the most common words to every faithful Christian, “In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”

Sunday mornings of celebrating Mass have been the essence that unites the small neighborhood of Woodhaven. Since 1910, St. Thomas is the only Catholic Church in Woodhaven, Queens. But what was once a community of Italian and Irish Americans is now noticeably more racially diverse. No longer are the Sunday Masses spoken in English; a separate Mass is held in Spanish for the growing Latin American and Hispanic community. Coming from a Pakistani background, Rev. Francis himself is part of the growing diversity in the Woodhaven community. In his fourteen years of serving as a Catholic priest, he has been a member of the St. Thomas Parish for the last five years.

During these years, the Reverend is not only seen serving Masses and shaking hands with parishioners, but he also contributes as a writer to the local paper, The Reporter. With a glance at his name printed below on one of his articles, one wouldn’t think twice about his involvement in the large Catholic community in Woodhaven. However, the distinctive, heavy accent laced through the words of his homily paints a different image.

The resonance of his voice, however, was lost upon meeting him in person in the privacy of his office. Small religious oil paintings of Jesus Christ and the Virgin Mary are hanging behind his wooden desk. He gave a nervous smile, took a deep breath and sat on the black, leather chair. Against the frantic phone calls and the opening and closing of the office door, the Reverend quietly told his story.

“When I was a student, I saw in my hometown many priests, missionaries from different countries,” Rev. Francis said. The Reverend never thought of living in America—let alone, a mainly Caucasian neighborhood—but his mind was always set on sharing his faith with the community. “These senior priests were trying their best to convey their message and I [thought] why can’t I do the same job?” Rev. Francis said. From this point on, he began his journey in becoming a priest through out his high school and college years.

The Reverend’s determination outshines his quiet demeanor. This determination brought him from his hometown in Pakistan to the city of Rome to pursue his career as a Catholic priest. While in Rome, the Reverend received a calling. “They were looking for someone like me, who can speak Pakistani,” Rev. Francis said. It was in Rome that Rev. Francis decided to accept a job as a parochial vicar, a job that consists of speaking not only to the Pakistani community, but to the rest of the thriving community in Woodhaven, Queens, as well.

The Pakistani community makes up less than 10% of the neighborhood’s population, and not all of them are Catholics. The Reverend, however, does not neglect the rest of the congregation despite the racial disparity. “He celebrates Spanish Mass here twice a month,” said Natalie, the St. Thomas Parish secretary and office manager. The Latin American and Hispanic community makes up more than half of Woodhaven’s population at 55.7%. To accommodate this expanding community, Rev. Francis studied the Spanish language and speaks it almost as well as he speaks the English language.

The Reverend’s service goes beyond the church’s walls and into people’s homes. During his years as a parochial vicar, Rev. Francis visited senior citizens’ homes to provide them spiritual direction in the form of the Holy Communion. “He was a very quiet, but he did a great thing for my parents,” Rose Chia said. Rose Chia’s eighty-six-year-old parents are devout Catholics who are unable to attend Mass due to their old age. “He came here and prayed with them even if they haven’t met before,” Rose said.

Despite his guarded personality, Rev. Francis communicated words that inspired many parishioners. “He repeats things over because he wants us to understand,” said Angel, a local catechist and administer of the Holy Communion during Mass. The heavy accent is not a hindrance to Rev. Francis, but a way to earnestly connect to the local people, regardless of their ethnicity or even the language they speak. “Father Francis would take his time to do anything for you […] because he wants you to remember his words,” Angel said.

Religious education and diversity are what drives the Reverend to continue his service in Woodhaven. He longs for pews in the church to be filled during Sunday mornings and for more strangers to shake hands with and remember. He longs to see more faces of different races and ages. “Indians from Ghana, from Bangladesh, and of course, from Pakistan, they come with all these issues,” Rev. Francis said, as he glanced out the office to see the coming parishioners. “I want to really feed them with the word of God because this is our community; we are one Church,” he said.

By Roxanne Torres

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Queens Florist Continues Legacy of Ethnic Assimilation

Dennis Regis spends his day in his floral shop stemming roses. "I've adapted to the flowers," he said.

Dennis Regis spends his day in his floral shop stemming roses. “I’ve adapted to the flowers,” he said.

Dennis Regis is a part of his father’s legacy.

By the time Dennis was twelve years old he had already started dressing corsages in carnations, orchids, gardenias, and roses. Unlike many of his friends in junior high, he spent his afternoons helping his father in his floral shop.

One night John Regis took his son to dinner after he took sole ownership of his floral shop. They dined at the Villa Russo just a short drive away and his father had something important to tell him.

“It’s going to be me and you against the world,” said Dennis Regis “And I never forgot that.”

Heaps of stems were strewn along the floor of his floral shop. Mr. Regis has spent his entire life creating floral designs for an evolving ethnic community in south Queens.

“That’s the only thing I ever did my whole life. I always loved flowers and what they brought to the public,” he said as he stemmed dozens of roses in his floral shop that he has owned for nearly 25 years.

Today Mr. Rigas, 67, serves anywhere from ten to twenty customers each day, working 12 to 14 hour shifts, seven days a week. And on holidays like Mother’s Day and Valentine’s Day, the line continues right until the back alley of his shop.

His love for flowers has always been constant. “I’ve adapted to the flowers,” he said. But like his father, Mr. Regis has also had to adapt to the changing ethnic community in south Richmond Hill.

His floral shop sells “malas” or garlands of carnations for Hindu icons and funeral rituals, floral backdrops for “mandaps” in Hindu weddings, and signature designs of OM, a Hindu symbol of peace—all targeted to the emerging Indo-Caribbean immigrant enclave.

“That’s our specialty. I was the first to do it with the Caribbean people … We specialize in Caribbean culture,” he said mentioning that it took a little while to restructure his business to suit the rising Indo-Caribbean enclave — now helping him sustain a business as the leading floral designer in south Richmond Hill.

“It took me a few years to dedicate my whole structure to them, because now I carry prayer flowers, their flowers for their holidays, their plant,” he said chuckling, “and when we started this, all of the florists were German and Irish and they didn’t want to deal with the Italians.”

Mr. Regis is familiar with targeting his flower business to suit the needs of a shifting customer base. After all, he has seen the work of his father John Regis, a jovial man who was a first-generation Greek and newcomer to a local floral industry once dominated by German, Irish and Jews in the 1950s.

“Up to 1956 we did very little business, we were relatively very poor in my family,” he said. But he pointed out that his father found a new band of customers that the other florists did not want to deal with.

“We dealt with them. They were a little rough… they come in yelling and hollering, people you know they got intimidated. And Italians they want big, big, and bigger,” he said.

Mr. Regis mentioned that his father made his business with an influx of Italians ordering large floral centerpieces. And so his father was able to run their family floral shop on the corner of Lefferts Boulevard and Liberty Avenue. In 1962 John Regis was featured in LIFE magazine as one of the leading florists in the New York City metropolitan area.

Mr. Regis became a full-time florist working with his father for 20 years and in 1989 he bought his own florist shop just four blocks away from his father’s. “It’s been a long time,” said Mr. Regis who said since then his life has become about making beautiful flowers for people, just like the life of his father.

“Since the time I was ten years old up until the time I was 45 years old—I gave him my heart and soul,” said Mr. Regis about his father, now deceased.

He said even now that his father is gone, his life will always be about working with the ebb and flow of the flowers and the needs of local residents.

“I go with the flow, it’s the only thing I got left when it comes to work.”

By: Kamelia Kilawan

 

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New Inspiration for Eric Orr

Eric Orr

Eric Orr sat at a wooden fold up table in his living room. His quick and then suddenly slow sharpie pen strokes created an echo that traveled throughout his Parkchester apartment. He sketched a version of Rapper Max Robot, a comic book character he created back in 1986. Despite Orr’s artistic safe haven being his home, he may make a change to his creative environment.

Orr grew up in Parkchester. A true Bronx native, he has lived there for 41 years. The neighborhood, he said, nurtured him as an artist. “The Metropolitan Oval is great I normally sit there and take in the environment and get inspiration from the people and I have always created right here in this apartment.,” said Orr.

He started out as a graffiti artist and was one of the few people to work with Keith Haring. In the early 80s, he created logos for various Hip Hop acts such as, Jazzy Jay, Afrika Bambaataa, Zulu Nation, and Lord Finesse. During this period, Orr created Rapper Max Robot, the first Hip Hop comic book character. Now 54 years old, Orr’s work today still consists of art and design.

His art allowed him to work for major record companies such as Jive, MCA and Uni. He designed items for the New Zealand based D.J. software company Serato and is going to New Zealand in November to paint a Mural for the company’s 15 year anniversary. “I will also be attending the upcoming Comic Con at the Jacob Javitz Center to promote Rapper Max Robot,” said Orr.

“I attribute walking with an open mind and taking in everything around me as my way of gaining inspiration,” said Orr. Open mindedness is a value Orr cherishes and he is disappointed at what he views as closed mindedness taking a toll in his community.

“When I first moved to Parkchester, the population was made up of whites and Blacks with a few Hispanics,”said Orr. There has been an influx of different minorities and demographics have shifted to a larger number of people from Hispanic and middle eastern decent from the previous black and white dominance. According to the Social Explorer, Hispanics make up a total of 39 percent of the population followed by African Americans at 20 percent. Over the past ten years, there was an increase of people migrating from Bangladesh who now make up about 15 percent of the population.

“Tolerance is a major issue in the area. We have families coming from different parts of the world and we need to learn their culture and be more understanding. They also need to be more understanding of our culture and what was here before they came,” said Orr. A series of hate crimes has plagued the Bangladeshi community. According to The Daily News, the most recent attack occurred back in August 2013 when a cab driver was attacked leaving his mosque in the Parkchester area. Incidents like this are what Orr refers to as closed mindedness reminding him of the judgmental prejudices that still exist in America.

Despite these incidents, his faith in the neighborhood remains. “I learned when I was in school the more banks your community has the more economically sound it is. We have 6 banks in the neighborhood. If they start closing then we should be concerned,” said Orr. While he loves his childhood neighborhood, he thinks it is time for a change. “I would like a change of environment and to be closer to a body of water,” said Orr. He cites water as being an inspiration to him.

As a result of working with Serato, Orr travels back and forth between the U.S. and New Zealand spending six months here and six months there. Among other things, he received a commission by Sky City, the owners of the Pin Needle skyscraper, to teach workshops to children in New Zealand. He is thinking about moving. “I love Parkchester, I love New York, but there is not enough water change, not enough culture change for me and that’s what I like about New Zealand. It’s on the other side of the world and doesn’t have the same mind set as us,” said Orr.

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Nancy Stark

Nancy Stark sits patiently in Raoul's, waiting for SoHo bar patrons to pay her a visit.

Nancy Stark sits patiently in Raoul’s, waiting for SoHo bar patrons to pay her a visit.

A gaunt woman sits in a corner of 180 Prince Street in SoHo. Her unruly silver hair hasn’t surrendered all its ebony, her black shirt is adorned with golden buttons. A black choker lines her neck. Her bony hands shuffle a set of tarot cards. Above her head hangs one of her husband’s artworks: an orange-washed painting of a man in a turban.

There is only one table on the second floor of 180 Prince Street. It is reserved for Nancy Stark, the restaurant’s resident tarot card-reader. Stark, 77, has been conducting tarot card and palm readings over the heads of Raoul’s Restaurant patrons for 24 years. She has watched SoHo evolve. Her lens has been her perch above the restaurant.

She finishes up a reading with a young woman who had come to see her from the bar below. They exchange a handshake-ridden “thank you.”

“But I’m not good with dates,” Stark said over the light of a single votive sitting on her table large enough for a dinner party of one.

Raoul’s, a famed French bistro to the businessman and a cherished local niche to the SoHo resident, recently celebrated their 43rd anniversary.

“I have been married over 30 years. I don’t know exactly how many years, but it’s been over 30,” said Stark of her husband, Barry. He is a retired architect, now a painter and poet.

Nancy Stark emigrated to from Chile to New York at age 13. Her father was already in Manhattan, prompting her family to follow. Her family is full of “spiritualists,” says Stark.

A graduate of Cooper Union in the East Village, wife and mother of one son, Stark has been reading palms and conducting tarot card readings for 48 years. Keep in mind her “dates” disclaimer.

On the recently implemented hike in Cooper Union tuition for students entering in 2014, Stark expressed grief. “It’s criminal. It was one of the last schools that you could enter based on merit alone. It’s ridiculous,” she said.

Another change has struck Stark as an astrologist. Her clientele has shifted in the past two and a half decades.

“It’s funny,” said Stark. Her hands dance atop the white tablecloth, never still.

“I used to get a lot of young women. Now I get a lot more mothers and men asking questions about business, their personal life. We’re all human. Without love, we are nothing. Love, health, and material security.”

The employees of Raoul’s, especially the longtime staff, know Nancy.

“She is a cat lover, and she’s a longtime vegetarian,” said server Catherine.

Working late on a Monday night, Catherine described Nancy’s quirks.

“She’ll greet me like this,” Catherine said before throwing her palms up in the air like that of a kitten and clasping her fingers up and down, meowing.

On SoHo, Nancy is blunt about the decline of what was once a vibrant neighborhood. Although a resident of Chelsea, Stark travels down to SoHo Sunday through Wednesday to settle at her table up the winding staircase of Raoul’s.

“In the 90’s, [Raoul’s] was popping. Jumping. The parties were everywhere. When the money was plentiful, the neighborhood was wild. There were so many personalities, so many celebrities. I met some,” said Stark. “There was a lot of action. It was all very exciting… very, very exciting. A lot of that joie de vivre.”

“Now,” Stark said as her hands dance downward in the air, “it’s not as wild. I think after September 11th, that was the demarcation. It was a very sobering time. Since then, it’s just been a sobering time. But it has been for the whole economy, hasn’t it been?”

Stark believes that SoHo has gone through a maturation that may be a depression, reflected largely in the economy.

Nancy spends Thursday afternoons at a yoga class in Central Park, and Friday nights out to dinner with her grandchildren.

At 11:30, Nancy packs up and goes home. She will usually finish at 11 o’clock, making exceptions only when a customer calls in advance.

“I take a cab,” Nancy said, her folder of fliers in hand. The fliers are full of previous customers’ testimonies and positive claims about Nancy’s readings.

“Coming down here is one thing, but I take a cab when I go home.”

 

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Pastor Riley, Training to Reign in Life

Pastor Riley sitting at his desk

Pastor Riley sitting at his desk

He was head to toe in blue. A blue plaid chartered over his navy suit of wool and silk, a cerulean pocket square peeked through. He coordinates his outfits but when Pastor Curtis Riley looks at Hempstead, he does not see its color.

Pastor Riley, 56, presides over Reigning in Life Training Center at 247 Fulton Avenue in the village of Hempstead. He has lived there for 42 years and has witnessed the integration of blacks and Hispanics in the area. He is part of the village’s black population of 26,016 and his church is predominantly black with a few white, Hispanic, and Indian members. Unlike many surrounding churches, he does not consider his church a black church.

His family has always been involved in ministry but in his late 20’s, Pastor Riley wanted to find out who he was beyond being a Christian. He became involved in entertainment and dance; fashion show coordination; and he even studied to be a chef, launching a promising business in catering and food services.  These ventures sent him from New Jersey to Queens, to wherever the lure of business took him. His pockets were full but he felt empty. He felt called to turn back to God.

Pastor Riley studied for his minister license in the south so that he could avoid distractions in Hempstead. He met his wife, Stephanie, when he returned to New York and lived in Queens. He was tempted for the last time to leave Hempstead when he was invited to join a thriving church in the Carolinas. He chose Hempstead.

As a new minister, Pastor Riley worked with the Economic Opportunity Commission of Nassau County (EOC), a human resources position he used as training to understand his community. He made the conscious decision to separate his identity as a pastor from the work he was doing so that he could know what people were going through.

“People don’t care about how much you know, if they don’t know how much you care,” he said.

It was a time when HIV/AIDS was rampant and he had to find those who were affected in hidden quarters and spread a message of safe sex, knowing that churches were commanding abstinence. EOC was government-funded and he stuck with the approach that the company trained him to take because he wanted his community to live.

“People just need to be accepted for who they are,” he said. “They have enough issues they have to deal with every day, people pointing fingers or looking down on them for any reason.”

“I’d rather reach them before we have to rescue them,” he said.

He does not believe that pastors should be activists.

In July of this year, Reverend Al Sharpton and the National Action Network (NAN) organized the Justice for Trayvon Martin Rally and the 100 Cities Vigil. The majority of attendees at the Hempstead rally were clergy members who leaned over the podium chanting “no justice, no peace” as both pastors and advocates. Pastor Riley did not attend.

“My position on it, ‘No justice, no peace,’ that’s been um…Wow, I’ve been in so many rallies like that and I don’t want to be in anymore rallies like that,” he said.

Pastor Riley said that the chant was not his message and should not be the message of the church. He does not believe in the black church -an institution that rose far before the Civil Rights movement– even though he is surrounded by churches who continue to embrace the identity. Pastor Riley said that calling a ministry a black church holds people back mentally and sets an advocacy of prejudice.

“Something that bothers me is it always becomes just only black and white,” he said. “I believe social justice goes beyond just African American.”

Annette Dennis, the president of the Nassau County Chapter-NAN, organized the vigil and rally for Hempstead. She is an ordained minister. She said that the black church was where activist groups grew out of, referencing Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and Reverend Sharpton.

“You know, if you look at the history of the black church, you know, from let’s say Reconstruction to now, the black church was the only place where blacks or black men especially could get any respect,” she said.

Ms. Dennis said it is not mandatory for pastors to be activists but as they are leaders over a congregation, she commends it. For her, “no justice, no peace” means that if she is not getting justice, she will not let those in power have peace.

“The rallies, the marches, and things like that, they don’t solve the problems specifically, but they do call attention to the problem,” she said.

Pastor Riley does not think the problem is skin deep. He wants to focus on what people are good at instead of what makes them targets. Working with the DART program (Desire, Acceptance, Responsibility, and Trust), a program designed to inhibit the abuse of drugs and alcohol amongst inmates in Nassau County, he was told not to come in as a pastor but to carry a message. He opened their eyes to embracing their talents for good.

“Unfortunately…we focus on getting people to heaven but we haven’t taught people how to live on earth,” he said. “I was guilty of that.”

Pastor Riley looks out the glass doors of his ministry, not allowing his breath to fog the glass because he wants to see the people passing by.

“It’s based on how you see yourself,” he said. “You see a drug dealer, I see a business man.”

 

 

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‘Horsing’ Around in Forest Hills

Clip-clop. Clip-clop. Clip-clop. Bails of hay sit in a wheelbarrow. A man in jeans and a black cowboy hat points to his worn, leather boots and says about a young man, “These are thirty years old! He can’t know what he wasn’t around for!”

Most people would think they stumbled upon a scene out of a John Wayne or Gene Autry film, but the sound of horseshoes can be heard at Lynn’s Riding School in Forest Hills, Queens.

For nearly a decade, Pat McLaughlin has stabled her horse at Lynn’s. Unlike most New Yorkers, McLaughlin prefers her dusty, riding school T-shirt to a night home on the couch. “Pat is always at the stable. She’s there early on the weekends and on most weekday afternoons,” said her husband, Dennis Vellucci.

Taking care of a horse requires a great deal of dedication. McLaughlin’s horse, Magic, a chestnut-colored gelding, needs to be fed five times a day. His stall needs to be cleaned once a day, and the gelding needs to be exercised and groomed daily. The stable provides some care for Magic, but much is left to his owner. While petting Magic’s handsome, white face, McLaughlin proudly said, “This is what I spend my time doing.”

Her commitment to seeing her horse owes itself, in part, to the location of Lynn’s. “Fifteen minutes [from the subway] and I’m here.” McLaughlin added, “…much to my horse’s horror. He’s probably thinking, ‘Oh no! She’s back!’”

McLaughlin grew up in rural, northern Westchester County, riding horses all her life. She currently lives in Kew Gardens Hills, Queens, and teaches at Cathedral High School in Manhattan. After experiencing both city and country life, she prefers stabling her horse in Forest Hills, in the city. The watchful owner said, “Magic gets such good care here… Out in the fields, horses get into trouble… they can get a cut or bruise when left to there own devices.” More importantly, stabling her horse in the country, or out East, would put distance between her and her buddy. “I could stable my horse in Long Island. I have friends that do… but then it would only be weekend riding.”

Magic’s main form of exercise comes with McLaughlin on his back and provides important bonding time for the horse and his owner. “My nervous system talks to his nervous system… we experience things together,” McLaughlin said. Forest Park, one of the largest parks in Queens, located down the road from Lynn’s Riding School, serves as their playground and sanctuary. “When riding down a trail, there is a connection with the animal. When we’re in the park, just moseying, it’s that ‘ah,’ that relax we both feel.”

Sometimes outside conditions don’t allow the duo to hit the trails; but luckily, Lynn’s Riding School comes equipped with a riding ring adjacent to the stables, outfitted with bleachers, a hayloft, and an observation room. “The riding ring is a great feature [we have],” McLaughlin commented. “Most bigger barns that have the space, don’t have the ring right next to the stable. The two can kick up dust inside the ring whenever they want, but the equestrian owner slyly added, “…Magic and I prefer the park.”

For McLaughlin, one of her best moments with Magic came on the trails of Forest Park. She went out riding with her friend, Shelly, when a few policeman training soon-to-be police horses approached them. “They asked if they could ride with us!” McLaughlin exclaimed. For a while, the foursome, along with their horses, enjoyed the gravel trails of a New York City park.

The park, the stable, long weekend meanders, and even McLaughlin, weren’t always a reality for Magic. The first seven years of his life was spent on a ranch in Missouri. Like many ranch horses, Magic got put to auction at the end of the ranching season. These auctions tend to attract buyers from all over the country, even from New York City. With the help of Lynn’s Riding School (and some not so subtle hints), McLaughlin’s husband bought her Magic as a 25th Wedding Anniversary present. McLaughlin laughed and pointed out, “Now, Magic is a big city horse… with a busy retirement!”

Magic impatiently stomped his hooves, letting his owner know it was time to stop talking and get moving. “He’s devious,” McLaughlin said. “Sometimes he can be a real pain… but he is my child, my one thousand pound child.”

Magic, the chestnut gelding with a handsome, white face.

Magic, the chestnut gelding with a handsome, white face.

 

 

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