DR MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR FROM STRIDE TOWARD FREEDOM, THE MONTGOMERY STORY
“Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable…Every step toward the goal of justice requires sacrifice, suffering, and struggle; the tireless exertions and passionate concerns of dedicated individuals.”
(This quote became the epigraph I chose for Committed to Home.)
SC STATE LIBRARY JAN 19 NOON – 1:00
SPEAKER AT CENTER FOR THE BOOKJanuary 17th, 2019COMMITTED TO HOME – SHOP AMAZON
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my mother reads from Deep in the Heart
“I love this book,” my eighty-three-year-old mother says, startling me awake from my nap with her words. I had drifted off while sitting in the dark blue recliner in her room in the memory care unit of the assisted living facility … Continue reading
thanksgiving is relative
“The oak trees were alive with color in the midst of the evergreens. Bright red and yellow leaves catching the sunlight as Daddy and I walked through the brush. The smell of the pines was fresh and all around us. … Continue reading
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when I think of Oscar, I remember…
…a day in January, 2013 when I went with him, his mother Becky, his younger brothers Dwight and George on a personal field trip to the grounds surrounding the Montgomery County public library plus the Fernland Historical site near the library. Oscar, … Continue reading
never forget
Veteran’s Day is our day set aside to honor the men and women who serve and have served in defense of our democracy at home and abroad. This past year I did an entire series on my family’s experiences during … Continue reading
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be woke! go vote!
“Suffrage is not simply about the right to vote but also about what that represents: the basic and fundamental human right of being able to participate in the choices for your future and that of your community, the involvement and … Continue reading
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Tagged alice paul, elizabeth cady stanton, lucy stone, meghan markle, new zealand first to give women the right to vote, prince harry, silent sentinels, susan b anthony, women's suffrage
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the water is your friend
As the panic overwhelmed me when I saw the water above my head, I could hear Pretty yelling Stand up! Stand up! My legs refused to cooperate…I tried to stand, but my wet feet kept sliding on the vinyl lining of our swimming pool. I … Continue reading
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Tagged drowning in shallow water, fear of water, swimming pool
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HAPPY PRIDE! CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES!
Pretty and I were unable to participate in tonight’s 2018 Pride Parade here in Columbia, South Carolina but we were there in spirit… PRIDE – 2015 On the bottom row of this collage the handsome young man speaking with a microphone at … Continue reading
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Tagged pride festival, south carolina pride
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a case of mistaken identity
The year was 1968. I was 22 years old, working for a CPA firm and living by myself in Seattle, Washington 3,000 miles from my home near Houston, Texas. I got a job by calling every CPA firm in the Seattle area from my … Continue reading
the young woman at the rock
I was 22 years old, leaving home – really leaving home on a 3,000 mile trip from Houston, Texas to Seattle, Washington with a friend from college who was as eager for adventure and a change of scenery as I was. The year … Continue reading
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Tagged arizona desert, bangor maine, seattle washington, the year 1968
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consider the toad
our toad sits alone every night atop the frog log during the day mr. or mrs. toad vanishes What up, Toad? Stay tuned.
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