Way before “Hotlanta” became the new “Black Hollywood,” it was the place of an annual exodus for my family and I in the 90’s. Atlanta Carnival, the memorial day trip that became a second home, a weekend of laughs, fun and unforgettable memories.
So why Atlanta? Certainly not because of the Hawks, the Falcons or the Braves. It’s a city that will forever have a place in my heart. A city that seemed only natural to have Quintin, Marquel, Caesar and Harlem start their life journey and the only place that will forever remain “chocolate city.”
Shout out to the “A!”