CONGRESSMAN JOHN LEWIS (1940 – 2020)
“HISTORY TELLS US THAT WE MUST NEVER EVER GIVE UP. THAT WE MUST NEVER EVER GIVE IN OR GIVE OUT. THAT WE MUST NOT GET LOST IN A SEA OF DESPAIR. THAT WE MUST ALL KEEP THE FAITH. THAT WE MUST KEEP OUR EYES ON THE PRIZE.”
Sheila Morris
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when sorrows come, they come not single spies
“When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.” (William Shakespeare – Hamlet) While we mourned the passing of Congressman John Lewis last week with the rest of the world via amazing coverage in the media, Pretty and … Continue reading
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Tagged congressman john lewis, coronavirus pandemic, death, grief
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nero fiddled while Rome burned, but who set the fire?
Summer of our Discontent There once was an emperor named Nero Who fiddled and called himself Hero, His people complained, They held Nero to blame, But Nero set fire to their peepholes. **************** As paratrump (who knows who they really … Continue reading
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Tagged covid-19 pandemic, emperor nero fiddled while rome burned, invasion of portland oregon, limerick, summer of our discontent, unidentified federal military in cities
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second chances anyone?
Back in the days when I played more golf than I should have, I learned about mulligans. Mulligans are a variation of second chances. If you hit a shot with your driver off the tee on any one hole … Continue reading
who has a secret?
I have a secret to tell you about the power of the vote, but all you care about is pulling my hair. Oh, well. Maybe later. Pretty and I were talking about our nine months old granddaughter Ella James yesterday … Continue reading
the horse you draw is the one you’ll ride
I originally published this post on December 28, 2013. While I had this conversation with one of my first cousins in Texas after Christmas six years ago, I found his words strangely spoke to me today as a spike in … Continue reading
our community lost a fighter who was also a good friend
Nigel M Mahaffey, Jr. (August 07, 1959 – June 25, 2020) (photo from Linked In) The obituary for this friend began “Nigel loved life and was one of the most joyful people to grace this earth.” I couldn’t agree more. … Continue reading
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Tagged game night, in unison, legacy, old friends, trivial pursuit
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i heard dave chappelle say shut up, white women. was he talking to me?
In Dave Chappelle’s concert “8:46” he opens by thanking young protesters in the streets today – carry on, young ones, he says. You’re good drivers, I’m comfortable riding in the back seat. I so got that comment. When I watch … Continue reading
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Tagged 8:46 concert by dave chappelle, little red brick schoolhouse, racism in education, white privilege, young people leading marches
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where am I now that I need me? why Peachtree Rock, of course!
As monuments fall to the ground around us, I was reminded of my love for Peachtree Rock which bit the dust in December of 2013 due to erosion, storms and visitors’ carvings after millions of years of natural life. Named … Continue reading
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Tagged peachtree rock bites the dust, Peachtree Rock Preserve
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