I’m from Sandtown, all my life, born and raised right here in Sandtown. I went to school right here where we standing. This was my high school . . . My family was born here; they died here . . . My grandmother died right there on the corner of Baker and Calhoun. She was the neighborhood cook, the neighborhood Miss Emma . . . She cooked for a lot of people—not just her family, for the families that didn't have nothing . . . She looked out her window and said “Girl, come in here and eat. You hungry? Where the children at? Bring your children down and feed them.” She just cooked for the neighborhood.