A Child’s Vision Can Bring Us Hope. I was raised by a man who was a flaming racist, an undeniable womanizer, a child abuser, a staunch Republican, a business owner and community leader, a financial wizard who repeatedly committed financial crimes, and a religious pretender. No, his name was...
Hope for 2021 – They Are Watching!
Racism In My City
What is the Foundation of Racism? I remember my first lesson in racism. It all started when I saw a black man walking down Main Street. Seeing a black man in town was something of an event at the time. You see, it was during the 1950s, and I’d...
Holy Week Under Quarantine
It’s a Holy Week Unlike Any Other It’s Holy Week, and I honestly can’t think of anyone I’d prefer to live in the house with for the past 42 days, ten hours, and 18 minutes than my husband. We haven’t even had our first disagreement yet. (Although, there are...
