Giving Back to the Class of 2012: Alum Detail True Life 10 Years After Graduation

Comets from 2000 & 2001 @Chris Ananeh, @Deontae DidIt, Kahlela Goodine, Billy Horton, Shetera Patterson, & Jaaye Person-Lynn about to speak frankly to the 2012 Westchester High School Seniors.

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Atty Nana Gyamfi, Jaaye Person-Lynn and Hicks (Cochran Firm) surround host Front Page host Dominique DiPrima.

The day I grew up!

by Jaaye Person-Lynn, Esq.

We're all growing up and must step up to do what needs to be done.

At 29 years-old, I am an attorney with a good job, 2 degrees, have traveled to multiple countries on 4 continents and about 30 U.S. states.  I go to church most Sundays, closed on my house Nov. 1, 2011, my car is paid off and I hold offices with the local and national Hampton University Alumni Associations.  I’ve been told by many a mother with a 20-something daughter I’m a perfect suitor, (unless they wanted tall grand children as I stand at 5’3 ¾).  A spiritual, cultured, traveled, educated, social and politically conscious young man is what any parent would want for their daughter.  There was just one problem: despite all I had done, all I had seen, all I had accomplished, I still hadn’t grown up.

Most of my time was spent avoiding any real responsibility.  I can’t front--airports, rental cars, bottles in the club, women, gambling, professional sporting events with behind-the-scenes access, taking off a month of work to experience the World Cup in South Africa, I had a blast.  But with all that, the whole time I knew I was on some B.S. Something was missing from my life, from my spirit, and I wasn’t doing what it took to fill my spirit.  Coaching, volunteering on campaigns and in my community and church, my work with Hampton and Howard University Alumni, it was all meaningful.  But it was all merely plaster covering up a big hole in the dry wall that was my spirit.  I deliberately turned a blind eye to the more pressing needs of my community, figuring it could get done later.

The last night of my youth was April 3^rd, 2012.  I spent it with my lady friend and some good friends in a suite at Staples Center.  Drinks were flowing, the dessert cart came and filled our collective sweet tooth, Dom Kennedy was on the iHome sound system and we were spending OPM! (Other People’s Money).  One of my Westchester High School classmates was turning 30 and we spent a good amount of time discussing how we were going to turn it up at her birthday party that weekend.  On top of all that, the Lakers won! Life was great! There was no need to be serious because I was, as Snoop Dogg says in one of his latest songs, “living young and wild and free!”  Then, I got to work the next morning.

Sitting in court that morning waiting for proceedings to begin, I checked my FaceBook from my phone.  I saw another high school classmate make a post that said something about “R.I.P. Freddie Mac.”  I only knew two Freddie Macs: my homeboy and the lender.  But, since my homeboy lived such a good life, I knew it wasn’t him.  I figured the lender had finally gone under and thought to myself, “maybe Sallie Mae will be next and I can keep my $700 a month for these college loans.”  Then I scrolled down and saw another Westchester High School Comet alumni talk about how life is short, then another “R.I.P. Freddie Mac”, then another and another.  So I call the holder of all Comet related info, my barber.  He hadn’t heard anything, which brought a temporary sigh of relief.  Then, I called another Comet Alum that was at the game with me the night before, and she hit me with the news. As the words came out of her mouth, I stood there on the 5^th floor of the largest courthouse in the state trying to fight back tears, and I quickly lost that battle, as well as my youth.

It was true, my homeboy, my friend, Freddie Mac, Fredrick Demetrius Martin Jr. was among the dearly departed.  Fred, his best friend Joey Hickman and his 8 year-old son “Tre”, AKA Fred Martin III had been clearing out Fred’s grandmother’s garage to make room for a motorcycle.  Two gunmen walked up on foot and opened fire.  Fred dove on top of his son to save his life, but lost his own in the process.  He is our hero. Joey and Tre were hit too, but survived.

Fred and I graduated from Frank D. Parent Middle School, Westchester High School, and both were alumni of HBCUs who came back home.  We grew up in the same neighborhood, even being driven to school together by my Mom for some time.  This wasn’t supposed to happen to one of us.  We did what society told us to do.  We have degrees! People with degrees aren’t supposed to be gunned down in the streets, because we were past that.  Even more, Fred was never into that life, never.  He just loved life, his 8 year-old son, Tre, and his family.  I would see him often, always at an event, smiling and having a good time. I truly tried, but I can’t think of one bad memory of Fred.

So, after I made it through the day in court, and gathered myself to go to his mother’s house, I believe it was on that drive that I grew up.  Having to face this unimaginable reality, not having any answers to my questions of why, things still needed to be done.  The word needed to get out and I helped get the word out.  Many of Fred’s friends were asking what they could do, so I helped start a fund for Fred’s children, which now sits at over $15,000 on https://www.wepay.com/donations/mac-martin-kid-s-fund. I pulled on media resources such as my mother, Isidra Person-Lynn, Jasmyne Cannick and Brandon Brooks, who also lived in our neighbor and graduated from Parent Middle School. Brandon is now co-editor of the L.A. Watts Times.  They helped get radio, TV and print media to cover the story and our press conference and for a few days it was the top story in LA.   Things were happening just from a few hours of applying myself fully to something.

Those shots that hit Fred shattered that plaster and uncovered that hole in my spirit. Now that it was open, I pledged no more temporary fixes or cover ups.  But I’m human, and life is a journey. Becoming a man is a process.  It’s common knowledge that life is temporary, and though I had friends pass before, this time was different.  This time I was brought to tears and compelled to act. This time it hit too close to home!  This time, it made me face reality!  I’m some months away from 30 years old.  All of us who grew up with Fred are.  There is no more time to waste.  More than ever, my community needs me to play my position and stop doing just enough.  Today, I write this as a man.  Not because of any material possessions, my age, or any academic or professional accomplishments.  As is stated in Sidney Poitier’s autobiography, the measure of a man is how he cares for and provides for his family.  My family has been in Los Angeles over 100 years, and this community has become my family.  So I write this as a man because since that night I grew up, I have been working for my community in ways I used to only dream of. 

Fred was a leader by example.  In his final act, he left us with a blueprint of how to be a man.  He showed us that it is our duty to sacrifice for those that come after us.  We must do what is necessary to make their lives better and broaden their opportunities.  Fred didn’t die in vain.  He sacrificed himself so those of us like me, who were living and giving just enough, can wake up and realize that we have to give it our all or we are letting our community down.  In that moment of heroism, Fred sparked a movement.  Trayvon Martin is the national face of that movement, but Fredrick Demetrius Martin Jr. is our local spark.  I truly wish I could’ve learned another way, but I thank Fred for what he did for all of the young men and women he touched.  Mark my words, Southern California, because of Fred’s sacrifice; you will see the quality of men improve drastically.  Like the late great Michael Jackson, I’m starting with the man in the mirror.  Thanks Fred!

Atty. Jaaye Person-Lynn works for the L.A. County Public Defender. He can be reached on Twitter @JaayeEsq or by email jpersonlynn@gmail.com.

Trayvon Martin Rally Showed The Need For Local Organization

by Jaaye Person-Lynn, Esq.

Though the Trayvon Martin Rally that was held at West Angeles Church's North Campus on April 26, 2012 was very well publicized, I had missed the memo.

Atty Ben Crump for Trayvon Martin's family, Ben Jealous, Nat'l head of the NAACP and more.

After I read who was to participate, Rev. Sharpton, Rev. Jackson, Trayvon Martin’s family and a host of celebrities, I knew my friend Fred Martin’s tragic story would be taken further and that I would personally leave more inspired to continue the work of finding the killers and reaching our goal of raising $25,000 for Fred’s children at www.wepay.com/donations/mac-martin-kid-s-fund.  I did leave inspired, but it wasn’t quite what I expected.  (Fred Martin, his best friend Joey Hickman and his 8 year-old son “Tre”, AKA Fred Martin III had been clearing out Fred’s grandmother’s garage to make room for a motorcycle.  Two gunmen walked up on foot and opened fire.  Fred dove on top of his son to save his life, but lost his own in the process.  He is our hero. Joey and Tre were hit too, but survived.)

Family of Trayvon Martin at West Angeles COGIC in L.A.

All the speakers were great, on point, motivating and inspiring.  Though a few were a bit longer then they needed to be, no one was there grandstanding.  But something was missing.  Even as I sat on the stage with the speakers and the families, I felt a bit removed from the event.  After the rally was over, I thought about it and realized the reason I felt something was missing was because it was a national event and I am a local dude.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not taking anything away from the event.  The Trayvon Martin Foundation is a national foundation and the purpose of the rally was to launch the foundation.  It did what it was supposed to do.

Besides the families of the victims, the vast majority of the speakers were not Angelenos and have boarded flights back to wherever they came from.  Yes Supervisor Ridley-Thomas was present, yes Councilman Parks was present, yes Najee Ali was present, but none of them addressed the crowd.  I’m not suggesting they should have, given it already went long, by 30 plus minutes. I’m just pointing out it didn’t feel like The Empowerment Congress Summits feel.  It couldn’t have though.  All of the Empowerment Congress organizers are local.  You know they will be here tomorrow and the next day.

Atty. (left) and family of Kendrec McDade.  Najee Ali, is to the right.

What the rally inspired me to do was to seek out more local organizations surrounding the issues of Black men losing their life unjustly.  It should not take Rev. Jesse Jackson or Rev. Al Sharpton to speak up for Fred or more recently the unarmed Kendrec McDade, killed by police in Pasadena.  They are our friends, brothers, sons, and family.  Fred Martin is truly a hometown hero and his hometown needs to speak up and act for him.  Then, when our National leaders come to LA, we can pack out the house and we will all feel inspired knowing things will be followed up on.   

Fellow Hamptonians.

Me with members of Fred Martin's family

Today, I attended the “20 Years Later: A Day of Dialogue” put on by Community Partners. It was very much informational and very much local.  There is also the Empowerment Congress, Cease Fire LA, NAACP LA, NAN LA, The Urban League, 100 Black Men of LA and Long Beach, your church, your block club and you!  No one should lead our struggle but us.  There is a group forming that meets at the Scientology Center led by Brother Tony Mohammed and Pastor Louis Logan on Tuesdays at 6:30pm. 

I’m not saying the local organization isn’t there, I’m just saying it needs to be taken to the next level.  We don’t need a new organization, we need to work with what we have and max them out until a new need is developed. 

I am Fred Martin! I am Anthony Dunn! I am Kendrick McDade!  And so are you!  Let’s act like it!

Thanks for Listening to me on KJLH! My World Cup Journey to South Africa

Hello, everyone!

Here are about 40 pics of the hundreds I shot while I stayed in South Africa for a month! The two with the play buttons are HD video so be sure and click the play buttons on them.  If no images are showing up here, please visit the album here:  http://theprperson.smugmug.com/Jaaye-Person-Lynn/South-Africa-World-Cup-2010/12960283_A8Gxi#937324828_jweRQ

While my favorite teams fell short of winning the World Cup--USA, Ghana, South Africa, Brazil and Mexico--I did get up at 3 a.m. and watched our Lakers win the Championship, so it was a great time.

I would like to thank the Zimba family, especially Tumisang, and the Dunga family for their hospitality. They showed me a South African world I had never experienced.


When I first went to South Africa while I was in law school, I fell in love with Capetown.  I went back last year with Brian and Kenyon, two of my friends from Westchester High School. (BTW, we are having our 10 year reunion for the Class of 2000.  Hit me up on Facebook for details!)


This, my third trip, was spent mostly in Johannesburg and it was their winter so it was cold! But the people are warm and we all had a blast.

The spirit in South Africa was electric and I met people from all over the world.  Isn't it amazing that with all that country has been through--fighting against apartheid--they could host such an important world class event--with all races?

In time I will add captions, but I wanted to give you something to look at.

Thanks to Adai Lamar for allowing me to appear on Freetalk.  Be sure and tune in to hear her every Saturday from 8-10 a.m. on 102.3 FM KJLH or www.KJLH.com.

Hope to see all of my Comets classmates in three weeks!  It's been 10 years for the Class of 2000!  Don't miss this reunion! Click for details.

http://sites.google.com/site/2010whsreunionsite/

http://whs2000reunion.blogspot.com/

Thanks again!

Jaaye Person-Lynn, Esq.

jpersonlynn@gmail.com

Note--Bring the kids!  Next Saturday (7/24)  at Black History for Young People, I will be showing these photos and more to the students, ages 12-18, and discussing modern day Africa, beginning  at 10-a.m. Class will also take a walking tour to Eso Won Books.  Location:  Kaos Studios, 3333 43rd Place, Los Angeles, Ca 90008. Class fee $15 each.  Students only!

Jaaye.com - Parking over here for the moment

Wat Up?

We are switching our servers over to another provider so I parked my domain here at my blog (remember those days?)

Here are some links to photos and projects I am working on now:


First, I passed the bar! Here are photos from my swearing in May 24, 2010!




Other links:

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/jaayepersonlynn


Flicker: 25th birthday party/


Smugmug: Howard Law Graduation Photos


ImageEvent: Hampton Graduation

WESTCHESTER HIGH SCHOOL C/O 2000 REUNION

Jaaye Person-Lynn This is our 10th Homecoming since we graduated!!!!! Join our Facebook Page. Click the link above.

Holla@Jaaye.com

Lunch With Mark Ridley Thomas

Click for a re-cap and a heads up from Jaaye Person-Lynn...
Sunday, November 2, 2008 A Meet and Greet with... Senator Mark Ridley Thomas Doors open at 3pm Program starts at 5pm There will be live jazz and a complimentary soul food buffet. This event is FREE to everyone	Attire: Business Casual Honorary Host Committee Congresswoman, Diane E. Watson Congresswoman, Hilda Solis Senate Majority Leader, Gloria Romero Assembly Speaker, Karen Bass Assemblyman, Curren Price Gardena Councilman, Steven Bradford Inglewood Councilman, Ralph Franklin Inglewood Councilman, Danny Tabor Lynwood Vice Mayor, Aide Castro West Basin Water Board Member, Gloria Gray Compton Councilwoman Barbara Calhoun Carson Mayor Pro Tem, Mike Gipson Elliot Petty Jaaye Person-Lynn The New Frontier Young Democrats
Upcoming Events
Tuesday, November 4 - Election Night Party Get Out The Vote Rally Featuring Dr. Cornel West! Saturday, November 1, 2008 11:30 AM Los Angeles Campaign Headquarters 2092 W. Jefferson Blvd. Los Angeles, CA 90018 RSVP to (323) 733-2002 or ridleythomasforsupervisor@gmail.com

A Quarter Century

Greetings all. I haven't posted anything here for awhile, but since my website has been updated, I thought it was time to update everything.

There have been quite a few changes in my life, I:

...am now a quarter century old.

...had a party to prove it Nov 17 and 18. (View Slides)

... graduated from Law school in May.

...began working at the Los Angeles City Public Defender's Office

...took the bar this past summer.

And, fortunately, I can take it again in February. :)

Thanks for being in my life, and for your continued support over the years. The party was like a reunion and we all enjoyed getting updated with everyone's life.

My brothers and I worked together like the House of the Rising Sons that we are: So Lynn and Ravi on the bar tending effort, Jarim (DJ Slap) as DJ and me as promoter.

Take good care and keep in touch with me at holla@jaaye.com.

I'm here in South Africa!

Hello, everybody!
Just wanted you all to see a bit of what I am doing while I am out here, and share this fairytale I am living with you.

I've got pictures! Click here for 44 pictures.

I've got audio! Please click the link below to hear a recorded phone call to my parents the other day. It's only 8 minutes long--and my Mom added pictures, but there is so much more to tell. Click the link to view the video. It's my first podcast. http://ia310141.us.archive.org/2/items/Jaaye/JaayePodcast1.mp4

For those of you without high speed Internet, here is a brief summary: Where I live is very luxurious. The bathroom floors are marble and they are heated! It's crazy. Outside my window is the Atlantic Ocean off the southernmost tip of Africa. There are yachts and there is a balcony. The area is inhabited by rich people, mostly white, who enjoy the mild climate and drive Bentley coupes, Ferraris and the like.

I have already visited Guguletu, the shantytown near Capetown--and while there is a lot of poverty there, I have seen Mercedes and BMW's. Some people have regular homes with running water and electricity and bad TV which plays reruns of Dallas. Something about it reminded me of Crenshaw Blvd in Los Angeles.

We had the best food at a place called Mzoli's which has grilled meat. Mzoli's BBQ sauce is some of the best in the world, right up there with Dad's. The people there may be poor but they are proud and they are not walking around like zombies. They know how to have a good time.

I almost got hit by a car, because they drive on the other side of the road. When there is traffic it is easy to remember but I forget when the road is clear. You better believe I am looking both ways now.

Soon I am going to go to a Kanye West Concert in Capetown then we go on Safari. We also will go to Durban during our week off.

My classes at the University of Western Cape are taught by interesting professors. One is a man who is blind and hard of hearing, a former justice on their Supreme Court. The students are from all over the world, but many are South African coloreds and Blacks.

When they party, the colored like the same hip hop we do but the blacks party to their own music and I have fun at both kinds of clubs.

I feel like I am at home, because I am enjoying Africa. The African students joke with us saying, "So you are African American? Which part of Africa are you from?" you've got to stop and think.

There is so much more to tell, but I just want to thank all of you for helping me to get here and experience this. It is at the right time in my life. Capetown is a great place--and I definitely plan to come back...on my own dime, of course.

Because of our challenges with the Internet here, I have not yet sent photos, but my Mom found some on the 'net. Some of the pictures in the video are are from www.PrintsByAngela.com This photographer has recently relocated to Africa and her native photography is great. Please visit her website to see what I mean.

Thanks for your gifts and prayers. The list has grown! Please scroll below to my previous post for the beginning of the list. In the meantime, I would like to thank the following who came to my send off and contributed to my travel fund: Mama Mina, I can honestly say, you invested wisely. I know I thanked you below but your generous donation really kicked it all off, so THANK YOU! Thank you so very much James Silcott, who is a large part of my great Howard U. experience. Whenever he comes to Howard for his trustee duties, he always includes me in the festivities or his lectures. I appreciate that.

Also, thank you Aunt Joanne for allowing us your place to gather. I hope you know how much that means to me. Grandmother, Adrienee and Merritt, thanks for your support. Paul Jr. (Pablo) and Tyler, thank you for coming and your gifts. Kofi, the Rand you brought me that day sustained me in my early days in Capetown when my ATM card would not work. Thank you. Attorney Willoughby and his beautiful wife, thank you too. We got through the campaign and I think it was an excellent experience. Thanks to Kathy and Karlyn, and my crew Jason, Juan and everybody. It was great to see Stephana and all her girls Regan, Kristin, Brooklyn and Jade (thanks for the gift!). Thanks to Claudine Mitchell Lee and congratulations on your wedding! Thanks to Tianna and Ariana and the boys for coming and helping. Please keep Tianna in your prayers as she recently lost her fiancee, Walter Carr, when he collapsed due to an enlarged heart in July 4. I love you T. They got to meet cousins Patrice and Lavonne from the Lynn side so in the photo gallery you will see the one picture I have of me and my Persons and Lynns together.

Thanks Aunt Paulette! Got your card and bookmark. Love you! If I missed you, please forgive me, then remind me and I will upload becuase I want the world to know.

In fact if you would like to see everybody's picture, click http://theprperson.smugmug.com/gallery/1651364 or paste it to your browser.

I get back July 23 then head back to my final year of Law School after that. I hope to see you all before then!

Love and Appreciation,
Jaaye