acton family giving, park foundation, the national endowment for the arts, and the reva and david logan foundationgrew up in roslindale on a dead-end street called delford. i was born in 1985, so i existed in roslindale probably about the first 12 years of my life, and i would say it was a bit of a utopia. a lot of people think of america as a melting pot inhis time period. no, my street was a tossed salad. we had a little t of everybody, and everyone brought their own flavor, their own style. i learned about convergent and divergent boundaries from people who escaped these volcanic islands that erupted, from montserrat. i learned about puerto rican culture and that puerto ricans, me of them were black. i was, like, "oh, my god." this was just all these learning experiences. i was raised by cambodians. i had a little bit of everything in roslindale, and it was perfect until a day in 1996, when boston cided to drown a whole bunch of poor immigrants in roslindale. on this paicular day in 1996-- it wasn't raining, it was dzzlingall right? so doing what i would always do on sundays with my brother, i