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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
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I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
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Tag Archives: WWII
prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
Last night I had a conversation with my cousin Gaylen (son of Ray) who lives near the area demolished by a large tornado that swept south of Houston, Texas yesterday. Thankfully Gaylen and his family escaped damage, but I was … Continue reading
families first
No justice, no peace. No Donald, no Mike. Just Joe and Kamala. Four years ago I was overjoyed when the first woman of a major political party was nominated to be President of the United States. From Seneca to Selma … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, politics, racism, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged baby boomers, Democratic National Convention, dr martin luther king jr, india, jamaica, joe biden, kamala harris, moral arc of universe, selma march to montgomery, seneca falls, shirley chisholm, stonewall, WWII
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a man of letters – prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
Two years ago in the summer of 2018 I published posts containing letters written by my father to family members from his teenage years in the early 1940s to his death in 1976. I called the series “a man of … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, politics, racism, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged Catholic immigrants, Hispanic immigrants, Polish immigrants, prejudice and race, prejudice and religion, separation of children from their mothers, WWII
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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
Posted in Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged a man of letters, veterans day, WWII
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a man of letters (10) – some of us are lucky
March, 1945 began as February had ended – with more missions to fly (Reuthingen and Bohlen) – but with an unexpected visit from a friend who had been with him in navigation school in Texas and an equally unexpected promotion. In a … Continue reading
a man of letters (7) – absence makes the heart…
Glenn at home in Richards, Texas before the war Remember the slightly underweight 18-year-old rural Texas boy who enlisted in the Army Air Corps in June, 1943 and wrote to his parents that he had to do “what I feel is right for me” … Continue reading
a man of letters (3) – prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
While the war took center stage in everyone’s mind in 1942 and my dad noticed that his hunting and fishing buddies in Richards, Texas had a younger sister, apparently hormones were also raging in my dad’s brother Ray who would have been … Continue reading
I'll Call It Like I See It 