I'm sitting up in my bed watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade, preparing to work on a story. It's cold and gloomy outside, but warm and toasty in my house. I'm going to my mama's house later on, so she can teach me how to make her dressing (again), and tomorrow, I'll be traveling to New Orleans to enjoy yet another Bayou Classic with family and friends. I am thankful. I ... Read More
Lessons Homecoming Should Teach You
Unless you've been under a rock (and just don't care for urban media) you read about the backlash Vibe Magazine is getting regarding a story published about former cross-dressing Morehouse students. I won't go into details, but regardless of the story's content or point, students took it personally, defending their dear Morehouse to the death. Amongst the pandemonium, I read a ... Read More
Memories of Her
She was a pretty lady. Fair skin, black hair, a big smile and a switch no one could match. When she wasn't press and curling my hair in her own beauty shop, she was doing work in the church. On any given Sunday (or night of the week), you could find her patrolling the Sunday School department upstairs in our church as superintendent, making sure classes were running ... Read More
My Childhood Was Better Than Yours
This weekend, I went to my nephew's 7th birthday party. He's become quite intersted in bowling, even though the bowling ball is bigger than his entire body. Obviously the party was at a bowling alley. What seemed like a million little people zoomed around the lanes, jumping for joy when the bumpers that were up (for kids only, I discovered. I'm too old to bowl with bumpers. ... Read More
Remembering Michael
June 25, 2009 I was just about to begin my third class in a workshop series at a construction company. About 2o young white guys in dirty khaki pants and construction boots ran around, joking, shouting expletives to each other in true "dude fun." A guy who was clearly as obsessed with his Smartphone as I was, sat content and quiet as a mouse peering into the small screen. He ... Read More