Category Archives: racism

Gettysburg – looking for common ground

Posted on October 6, 2018 by

Whatever you do, don’t discuss elephants or donkeys in the newly formed group Politics, Facts & Civility in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania; the group was formed by local citizens of that same town made famous by an American civil war battle in July, 1863 and a speech made … Continue reading →

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Lessons from a Butterfly

Posted on August 24, 2018 by

One week ago today I was doing my pool exercises when I saw something so very extraordinary I took a calculated risk to retrieve my cell phone from the buggy it rests in without disturbing the amazing sight. butterfly on … Continue reading →

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a man of letters – part 2 – after the war, the GI bill and my dad

Posted on August 15, 2018 by

When my dad came home from World War II, he eloped with my mom and began a financial roller coaster that dizzied him for the rest of his life. Dad wanted to get married and finish his education – both of which … Continue reading →

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Maya Angelou: wouldn’t take nothing for my journey now

Posted on August 12, 2018 by

“Being a woman is hard work. Not without joy and even ecstasy, but still relentless, unending work. Becoming an old female may require only being born with certain genitalia, inheriting long-living genes and the fortune not to be run over … Continue reading →

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behold the frog log

Posted on August 7, 2018 by

Our first summer last year with a swimming pool was a real adventure – our yard is a frog mecca teeming with loud nocturnal noises, and unfortunately the frogs can’t distinguish a chlorinated pool from a perfectly wonderful fresh water pond. … Continue reading →

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don shequixote tilting at windmills? where is the moral outrage?

Posted on August 2, 2018 by

“Where is the moral outrage in this country,” MSNBC contributor Mike Barnicle asked yesterday (August 01) on Morning Joe in referring to a discussion Senator Sheldon Whitehouse (D – Rhode Island) led earlier in the show about the hearing the Senate Judiciary Committee … Continue reading →

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forget Chelsea? never

Posted on July 29, 2018 by

Spike’s bark was loud, much louder than his usual warning bark for the intruder who dares to walk past his house on Cardinal Drive in the early morning hours before Pretty, Charly and I have roused ourselves from sleep to … Continue reading →

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precious memories, how they linger, how they ever flood my soul

Posted on July 27, 2018 by

While I angst over the children still illegally separated from their families in my home state of Texas and begin to plan another series on letters my father wrote me while I was in college at the University of Texas in Austin in … Continue reading →

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I just can’t let it go

Posted on July 22, 2018 by

My grandfather on my daddy’s side was born on July 29, 1898. His name was George Patton Morris. One week from today he would be  120 years old. This is my grandfather with his mother, Margaret Antonio Moore Morris, in … Continue reading →

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adding my voice to the hue and cry: crimes against humanity – convention on the rights of a child

Posted on July 19, 2018 by

I am not an attorney. I am not a politician. I am not a renowned author. I am, however, a concerned American citizen who happens to be a blogger with a voice that today adds to the hue and cry already … Continue reading →

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