“… love is the path …”
Finding the Glorious Ones – The Big Three of Fackler
My Bigmama was 97 years old when she left this place. Everytime I returned home, I made a beeline to her from Midway Airport. Scrambling up the steps to the door like I did with my siblings when we were kids. I had some of the best times of my life – in this house.Continue reading “Finding the Glorious Ones – The Big Three of Fackler”
Finding the Glorious Ones – What my Aunt Lillian taught me
“… when I hung my head in shame …”
Finding the Glorious Ones – Those Patterson Boys
” … as if he knew something …”
Whenever – those Birthday ruminations for the Lighthouse
“… on your birthday …”
The Workplace Part II – A small side of Casual Racism
” … feigning ignorance …”
Finding the Glorious Ones – That four letter word.
“… I’d sit up …”
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