Sixty Years As An Advocate and ‘Real Life Super Helper’
Sixty Years As An Advocate and 'Real Life Super Helper'
I'm still 'Cap Black' to this day. Though I consider myself a distant first cousin to the 'real life superhero' community despite supporting the concept.;
Nadra Enzi ——Bio and Archives--March 24, 2026
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Standing up for myself has been a staple from that moment forward
Advocacy is my longest running occupation. It has been since a female kindergarten or first grade teacher angrily glared at me when I entered the classroom holding my late mother's hand. Standing up for myself has been a staple from that moment forward.
A brief highlight reel of my life:
I don't remember the April 4th, 1968 assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Nor that of Robert F. Kennedy (June 5th, 1968). I do remember seeing their images, along with that of assassinated President John F. Kennedy, in a group portrait hung in many Black homes, including that of my maternal great-grandmother.
I remember watching the July 20th, 1969 moon-walk of Apollo 11 astronaut Neil Armstrong while the other two kids played in a living room. We were taken care of by a neighbor while our folks were at work. My interest in space remains to this day. As does science fiction. I grew up watching Star Trek, UFO, Land of the Lost, the Six Million Dollar Man, Battlestar Galactica, Space Ghost , the Herculoids, Electra Woman and Dyna Girl, Wonder Woman, Isis, Shazam, Battle of the Planets, Spectre Man, Ultra Man, Star Wars, Star Trek motion pictures, the Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the Eighth Dimension, Big Trouble In Little China and 'B' movies galore. Toss in tons of comic books, newsletters, fan fiction and magazines, including the 'sci-fi' industry standard, Starlog Magazine, which debuted in August 1976. And Fangoria, its horror fiction counterpart. I was also one of few Black boys to read Survivalist Magazine and Soldier of Fortune. Or attend a Rick Springfield concert at the old civic center.
My late maternal grandfather and I were watching television when the........
