Trumpsters

As soon as Trump came on the scene I vowed not to blog on him and the more writings and television spots I saw about him the more determined I became. The longer this has gone on the more I have realized I have nothing unique to contribute so why bother everyone with the same rhetoric? My change of heart has come because I have realized not voicing my opinions is damaging me physically and

"Where were you when..." A 9/11 Post

Every generation of Americans has an “I remember where I was when….” story. Each individual person’s memory is unique, but collectively, we all seem to remember the same event as a once in a lifetime memory maker. My parents’ generation has the assassination of JFK as their terror, and their parents remember Pearl Harbor. Mine has 9-11. I have a pretty bad memory. Things I remember I

For My Writer Friend Allen Caraway...Who You MUST Read!

I feel your pain my friend- MY DESK: THE TEE:

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Rude Awakening

From municipal buildings flying Confederate battle flags, to cops murdering young black men in cold blood, the resurgence of racism is open and unapologetic. We see it almost daily on the news as  violence and hate speech begets more of the same. I live in a predominantly black neighborhood and in my liberal white girl ignorance I thought I had an idea of what this exploding racism meant