My Feets Are Big
My feet are pretty big – note I didn’t say too big. Too big is a judgment call. Real big […]
My feet are pretty big – note I didn’t say too big. Too big is a judgment call. Real big […]
How do you keep from absorbing the pain of your loved ones? If your mate is ”having a terrible, horrible, […]
Mama Clarsie would let me eat as many of her delicious biscuits as I wanted and never tease me about […]
I often read and hear about crimes and situations that have gone terribly awry. A person intended to do one […]
Last weekend was full of local activities and fabulous fun. (This weekend, Memorial Day Weekend, looks to be quiet and […]
My most important and on-going relationship is the one I have with myself. I’ve learned to take care of myself, to […]
He’s “the poetry man, you make things alright.” sings Phoebe Snow in her song from 1989, One of my favorite […]
I have had a problem with headlines in the newspaper for some time now because they are frequently misleading, confusing, […]
Happy Mother’s Day, Amber & Cy. Without you, there would be no Mother’s Day for me.You are the biggest accomplishments […]
I had one of the best experiences of my life on April 25 when I attended the first conference sponsored […]
I wrote this sentence: Our Black newspaper could be owned, upon its owner’s death, by his white wife (who has […]
Last night, it was my great pleasure to attend, at the behest of my hubby, the 25th Anniversary Singer’s Showcase […]
You lose your job. Actually, you didn’t lose your job, your job was taken. Lay-off, economy, recession, poor performance evaluation, […]
What a wonderful world this is and what wonderful people are in it, these thoughts bounced through my brain as I dined at […]
“Nationally, less than 60 percent of black men age 20 and older were employed in February, the lowest share since the government began tracking such data in 1972, and down from 66 percent a year earlier.”
This statistic jumped out at me from an article, “Hanging on to hope on line,” written by Peter S. Goodman in the Boston Sunday Globe on April 5.
How do you respond to a statistic like that? What do you do with the feelings it brings up, specially as a Black woman who is the wife and mother and sister ...
I didn’t know that really I didn’t. You never told me. I never asked. I never thought of asking. I’m […]
The missives are in the air and it’s too late to call them back. This is why it’s important to […]
Do you fall down or do you fall up?I’ve pretty much always fallen down. Then I pick myself up and […]