On Feb. 5 I read "Why I am one of many former MPD officers," a commentary written by a recently retired Minneapolis police lieutenant from Roseville who had been on the force for 37 years. She said that she was "in mourning." I am truly sorry she feels that way. For that, I mourn also.
But I want to write about why I decided, a little over five months ago, to become the new Minneapolis city attorney. It was one of the most important personal and professional decisions I have ever made (aside from my marrying my incredible wife) and I felt compelled to tell some of my story here.
I grew up in the middle of the city of Chicago as a Puerto Rican kid in a Polish/Filipino neighborhood (yes, you read that right) and have worked in downtowns there, in Detroit and in Houston. I am a creature of the dense, urban, big-city environment.
When I moved to Minneapolis in 1992, my wife and I were committed to living in the heart of the city (she is an African American who grew up in the middle of north Milwaukee). We have lived in Kingfield and more recently in Uptown. We picked these places to start our married adult lives and raise two kids into college because we were drawn to the diversity, culture and vibrancy of the city. What might be uncomfortable at times to someone from the suburbs, we feel as the comfort of a nice, warm blanket.
I was in the 26th year of a great run as a lawyer at Target — as vice president and general counsel of employee and labor relations — when, in 2020, a global pandemic hit our world and emptied our downtown. Then, in late May, George Floyd died while being restrained by Minneapolis police officers summoned over a possible counterfeit $20 bill. Really. You almost can't make it up. And our city fell apart.
I was angry. I was scared. I was also eager to do something, anything, to help fix this problem that has vexed our city for longer than my wife and I have lived here.
Minneapolis police have unfortunately practiced inequitable policing based on the color of one's skin for too long — decades at least. It has to stop, it has to change — now, today, tomorrow and for good.
So, I left my extremely well-paid corporate gig last summer and threw myself into the fire. I wanted to be part of the change; make the change; do the change — because this is my city. It is my family's city. I care deeply. I am all in.