Let me start with I understand the seriousness of the COVID-19 virus also known as the Corona virus. The origin of the virus is traced back to the Asian continent and has spread around the planet. Now in the United States along with other countries self-quarantine is encouraged along with curfews to help reduce the […]Read More Breaking Self-Quarantine?
This is not a post about the 90’s show with the nerdy kid named Steve. This is a post talking about family and specifically those who are no longer living. My parents are both deceased and I think about them often. However, I recently was thinking about an aunt named Dorothy. She was actually my […]Read More Family Matters
I wasn’t going to post anything today. I sometimes worry that my words are not enough. But then I started reflecting on where I was and what happened on Tuesday, September 11, 2001. My story is like so many, it includes an ache and still shock about the horrific terrorist attacks. But there is more […]Read More Remembering September 11, 2001
I am always surprised when I’m acknowledged by name at certain establishments. Today this occurred at the Columbia Museum of Art. I first became a member in 1998 and since then have seen staff come and go. And one of the staff near and dear to all, died a few years ago. I am a […]Read More Moments
Hello world. I have not forgotten about my beloved blog. I have been using my voice in a different manner. However, I decided July was the time to share some thoughts. I’m visiting the Columbia Museum of Art and it always inspires me to write. I may write poetry or prose or just a general […]Read More Birthday Month Reflections
Chicago has elected the first African American female as Mayor. In addition, she is openly gay. On Tuesday, April 2, 2019 in an historic run-off election, Lori Lightfoot won over 70% of the votes beating Toni Preckwinkle. Preckwinkle is also an African American female. I’m a native Chicagoan who was born and raised in North […]Read More Congrats Mayor-Elect Lightfoot
I am the daughter of a mother who was raised in a cozy middle-class household; and a father who was raised in a blue-collar multi-generation family. Both of my parents were active within the church and that is where they met. Even with their hard work, we lived in a low-income neighborhood but they taught […]Read More Why Black History Month is Still Needed