February 10th 2025

Timothy Hayes

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So yesterday I had a lot more on my mind than the Super Bowl. Or the halftime show that I really didn’t pay much attention to as I was very tired and was watching the game with my son and his family. I was more interested in what High School my grandson got into ( it is one of Philadelphia’s finest) I spent most of the day with the parents from the meeting I had Friday who came back to turn in the guns they found among their children’s belongings. 28 parents brought in 32 guns. An impressive amount for what was mostly a group that heard my message for the first time. Like I tell them all “they can be their children’s “bestie” and respect their privacy when they turn 35. In this time you need to know what they bring into your house” a simple way to put it…but it works.. I’m leaving now to destroy and dispose of those guns in the “usual” way. If you have been reading my posts for a while you know what that is. We always say a prayer as we get rid of the guns because like many of you have said to me, each one could be a life saved. It’s not an “easy” mission …but after years of organizing and doing voter registration and all those decades in the movement and those years in the Black Panther Party and the years of trying to help good people get elected ..this……trying to stop my people from shooting each other could be my last fight. And yes …I got lots of haters out there…one of them now looks for stuff to post that he thinks attacks my positions and spends a lot of time spreading his hate…most of the time he doesn’t even understand what the posts he is sharing are saying….He must have a lot of bullshit time on his hands. Going to meet two young people and two members of the clergy now…and do what we have to do…..the struggle continues..

A day talking to students at Neumann University

These are pics from last week when I spent a day with students at Neumann University, just outside Philadelphia. There were students studying to be Journalists and students studying to be Historians…I have done this before at colleges and just talked to an audience, But these young people had spent the week researching and “vetting” me and had questions about every part of my life ..from growing up during Jim Crow in the “projects” to my teens in the civil rights movement ..and lots of questions about my small part in fighting alongside revolutionaries in Angola ..and they knew about my time in prison in Israel and were very curious about how and why I came to Philly ..Oddly the questions about the Black Panthers came last…The laptops were flying and it was at first kind of scary that there were sources all over the internet about my life …some of it about things that I have never spoken about. But these students were very respectful..and it was great that one of them pulled out two books as “sources” about my life….not everything is on the internet. I got lost driving home..Neumann University is in Aston, PA……NEVER HEARD OF IT….good to still be useful in my “golden years”

Thoughts after a night of playing music with the same band after 44 years

Just got home from playing a great show at World Cafe Live in Philadelphia. Despite all the people who were boycotting yesterday, we had a full house. I spent a lot of time talking with people who have been coming to see us play music for forty years or more.l always like that part of doing this. I like to let people know that I really appreciate them taking time to come see us after all these years. Except for one song that became a Trainwreck we played very well.. There is an old saying among musicians…”as long as the audience doesn’t know.. keep playing”. People who have been coming to see you play music for a long time usually have a story..”we met 35 years ago at one of your shows, and we have raised four kids to adults ” ..or my favorite. A person fat with all gray hair who tells you stories about how they bought fake lD to go see you play in 1983.. Every gray hair on my head screams when I hear that. But then I think about all the musicians who ran with us in the 70s 80s and 90s who are gone from the planet now..in the ground….or the ones who couldn’t find the right combination of players to have a good band…or the ones who were really good people but just couldn’t play worth a damn… We used to do this about six or seven times a month in some years. My kids ate well. Now once a month or two months is more than enough… but most of all l still love it that people come out and still enjoy the show… Thank you to each and every person who supports local musicians

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