Aug
03

A playground and a street were named for Hilton White on Saturday. White’s son Derrick, above, and his protégés attended
The small patch of concrete in the South Bronx features slides and swing sets, along with a large fountain where neighborhood youngsters frolic happily through the spray. But the basketball hoops, and the legendary coach and recreational leader who once presided over them, have vanished, part of the ever-changing demographics of this gritty neighborhood.
But every once in a while, some local residents say, the deep baritone of the unforgettable Hilton White can be heard echoing across the old playground, and his muscular, 6-foot-3 frame can be seen stalking the former sideline. For it was here — on a small concrete playground near the intersection of East 163rd Street and Cauldwell Avenue — that the locally renowned community leader and coach taught some of New York City’s greatest 1960s and 1970s basketball players (like the former N.B.A. star Nate Archibald) how to become both outstanding basketball players and responsible adults.
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May
19

After four years at Rutgers, Kia Vaughn will play for the Liberty this season
Every day of school for four years, Kia Vaughn would get off the subway from the Bronx at Penn Station and walk past Madison Square Garden on her way down 33rd St. to St. Michael Academy. The small all-girls school with a gym that has a low ceiling and concrete columns throughout the court is where Vaughn’s basketball dreams began.
Those dreams have come true as the 6-4 center now calls the Garden home.
“It’s a big leap,” Vaughn said yesterday of going from being one of the city’s top high school players to a first-round selection (eighth overall) by her hometown Liberty in last month’s WNBA draft. “It’ll be an inspiration, I hope.” Read more..




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Mar
03

Cynthia “Ceez” Keteku, 18, of the Bronx, at the Chelsea headquarters of Urban Word
It was a rainy Friday evening in Chelsea, and nobody wanted to go home, preferring instead to spit poems from the depths of their tortured teenage souls.
The finals of the New York Knicks Poetry Slam Program were in four days, and a handful of high school poets from around New York City had gathered at the headquarters of Urban Word, a literary arts organization for young people, to cheer Tia-Moné Llopiz as she cried out again in eloquent anguish over her mother’s death.
They needed to hear Cynthia Keteku, known as Ceez, come to grips with her girlfriend’s dumping her for a boy. Read more..




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