Jeff Hobbs was Robert
Peace’s roommate at Yale thirteen years ago.
The book is non-fiction, although Hobbs carefully points out that
conversations he didn’t hear are imaginatively recreated using the best
possible information from others’ remembrances of his friend. Robert DeShawn Peace grew up in a tough African-American
area near Newark. He lived with his
mother and grandparents – the mother didn’t have her first and only child until
she was 30 and refused to marry his father, “Skeet,” realizing that his street
life was not one that she wanted to be associated with that closely. When Robert is about seven, Skeet is
imprisoned for murder. Robert, known as
Shawn amongst his friends, is brilliant and his mother’s determined efforts get
him admitted to a private Catholic prep school that will nurture his
gifts. He attends Yale on money given by
a benefactor who was impressed with the young man’s potential in his high
school years. But he is unable to leave
the street life behind, dealing minor amounts of marijuana during college, and
returning very frequently to his home to help his mother and hang with his
friends there. He does well at Yale but
after graduation he never seems to find himself. From the title, the reader
knows where this is heading. Despite his
intellectual gifts, his good work ethic, and his supportive network, Rob never
fulfills his early promise and spirals downwards despite his efforts to rise to
a middle-class productive life. His
death is, indeed, a tragedy. In the light of recent events in our area, this
is a particularly instructive – and depressing – book to read at this
time. What are the answers to the overwhelming
effects of poverty and history? 416 pp.
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