I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Face Book pulled up a memory from seven years ago. I am sharing. Sorry to say, there are no clippies on the floor now. Too much gaining, not enough losing. ************** Report time, I have great ambitious early mornings! At … Continue reading
I have been on stall mode for several days before writing this post. I’ve had to do research that has been enlightening to me. My subject is Uncle Tom’s Cabin, written by Harriet Beecher Stowe in 1852. She was a … Continue reading
I have a recurring dream. It always involves my family in a motel in the Colorado mountains. I’m always in a panic. We have to get packed so we can leave before we are charged for another day. Details change, … Continue reading
Do you like my new picture? I pulled it out of a photo in which I was surrounded by my family, so I enlarged it, and enlarged it some more until it got large enough to use, thus the blurriness. … Continue reading
Okay, I’m on again. So what will I write? One of my master classics. I’ll tell you of ME on Thursday. I was thrown off schedule by spending a couple hours making a delivery order from Aldi’s. For some … Continue reading
POST, Jan. 19, 1960 “THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BLACK AND WHITE” BY A Southern White Woman Teacher in a Negro College (Morehouse College) I have a few old 50’s and 60’s magazines. I probably have this one because it … Continue reading
Yesterday’s reblog shows where I stood last year – the year we now see as peaceful, normal; the year we long to go back to – the year I was only charged with racism! Yelling racism became so rampant it … Continue reading
This is a post from July ’19. I’m back with a bang. A new discovery – so I’ve finally decided to “come out of the closet” and face it head on. BY 2019 STANDARDS, I AM A RACIST! I’m white. … Continue reading
Those who know me at all, know I was rocked in the cradle in Sunday School and Church. From as early as I can remember we sang Jesus Loves the Little Children. We had missionaries visit us regularly – with … Continue reading