One Author's Life
Signs for “Colored” Riders in Manhattan?!
A slave market in New York City?!
That’s just a portion of the back-story I included in my new biography of Elizabeth Jennings, a black schoolteacher who refused to leave a segregated streetcar in Manhattan in 1854, setting into motion Read More
Why a book on Miss Jennings? Because, frankly, she needed one. She was 164 years overdue.
I had stumbled across her story and started researching it as a hobby Read More
My new book, Streetcar to Justice, has an especially good one. I learned of the topic thanks to an old, abandoned Victorian house.
From 1987 to 1996 my husband and I lived in Ossining, New York, a village on the Hudson River about Read More
Why middle-grade for Streetcar to Justice? Because it’s the right audience. Read More
If you’ve ever had a pet, you know the pain I am feeling. I miss her so.
Dot had a Read More
My dad always had a strange reaction to Memorial Day Weekend, or so it seemed to me as a little girl. Yes, it was the beginning of summer and we celebrated (if that is the right word) with hamburgers on the grill and root beer floats.
But I realized from an early age that the so-called “holiday” was a time when my dad, a World War Two Army veteran and normally a very upbeat person, was also quietly grieving.
When I met the Delany Sisters, they were surprised that their small city – Mt. Vernon, Read More
At the same time, it’s vital that we all pay attention. As an American citizen, Read More