 kept a beautiful home, and invited my mother and my sister and I to come and live with her in a small apartment carved out of the upstairs back of this big, beautiful, sprawling house that she owned. And I grew up in that house, in that neighborhood. I grew up where you didn't hear gunshots. I grew up where people kept the lawns in the front of their houses and had fruit trees in their backyards where you could leave your bike on the front.