Books are scattered haphazardly across the floor though he lives in Hyde Park and joined the department of religious studies more than a year ago, he travels so frequently that his office serves mainly as a storage room.įor the past decade Dyson, a Baptist pastor and self-described “homeboy with a PhD,” has been trying to close the gap between high culture and low. The walls of his office are bare, the window small, his desk empty except for a phone and a computer. His neatly trimmed hair frames a face dotted with freckles, and glasses rim his deep brown eyes. Now 42, Dyson sits in his small corner office on the ninth floor of the Egan Urban Center at DePaul University’s downtown campus. So, of course, after the way was clear I did get up and run home and tell my mama I’d been robbed by a gangsta.” When you go home tonight, tell your mama you been robbed by some gangstas.’ And so they tear out of the store into a waiting station wagon and take off down the street. It seems like forever before they collect all their money in the cliched brown paper bags, and the gunman who was my personal robber–like a personal banker or something–stands at the door and says: ‘All right. Blood starts spurting everywhere, and we just fix our eyes immediately back on the ground, drilling holes into the cement. “My very good friend Jeffrey Byrd and his brother are sitting there, and his brother looks up at this gunman, and the gunman hits him on the head with his gun.
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