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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dear john or er… karen
Dear Second Lady Karen Pence, News flash: 800,000 employees of our federal government are working without a paycheck on this the 26th. day of a shutdown perpetrated by your husband and his boss; yet you have now found employment teaching art at Immanuel … Continue reading
the emperor’s new shutdown
A vain emperor who cares about nothing except wearing and displaying clothes hires two weavers who promise him they will make him the best suit of clothes. The weavers are con-men who convince the emperor they are using a fine fabric … Continue reading
new nanny in DC – Mary Poppins she is not
Bervin was here first thing this morning as he had promised when he called me earlier in the week to arrange a time to come over and take care of our yard for Pretty and me – a job he has held at all … Continue reading
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Tagged am joy reid, cherry tree lane, congress, house of representatives, mary poppins, more than one hundred women in congress, nancy pelosi, nanny, one hundredth anniversary of women's right to vote, speaker of the house, washington dc
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I’m Thinking of a 4-Letter Word that Rhymes with Fall…
Originally posted on I'll Call It Like I See It:
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a…
geography = destiny
Finn and Dwight spent Christmas Eve with their families with visions of sugar plums or something equally delightful dancing through their heads – 8-year-old Finn at his home in South Carolina where the moon was a gigantic white ball suspended in … Continue reading
’twas three nights before Christmas
‘Twas three nights before Christmas, when all through the land many creatures were stirring, going home to their clan. Their bags were all packed, they were ready to ride when all of a sudden they sat down and cried. Oh … Continue reading
the Jimmy and Rosalyn Carter holiday card collection
Following the shady corruption of power in the Nixon administration, the American people were ready for a newcomer outside the beltway of Washington, D. C. In walked Georgia Governor Jimmy Carter, a peanut farmer from Plains, who was a Sunday School teacher in … Continue reading
the james brown holiday card collection
No, not THAT James Brown – this is my friend of many moons, Jim Brown. I first met Jim in the early 1990s when I was selling life insurance, and he was selling health insurance. He cold called on me in … Continue reading
’twas two weeks before Christmas…
…and all through the yard only Spike and I were stirring, Pretty and Charly were inside and warm. Pretty and I like to keep the pool open in the winter, but it has a much different look from summer fun Spike keeps me … Continue reading
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Tagged 'twas the night before christmas, granny selma
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shadows of the evening
“The sun was a gigantic circle of intense bright light as I walked on Old Plantersville Road tonight and the colors in the sky surrounding it took my breath away. They were all that – and then some. No camera … Continue reading
