I had to say goodbye to my little canine writing companion recently. She was (we think) eleven and a half years old. Her name was Dot, and she was a tiny Boston Terrier.
If you’ve ever had a pet, you know the pain I am feeling. I miss her so.
Dot had a
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Making Room in My Heart
August 23, 2017
On Memorial Day, a World War II Dad’s Legacy: Never Take a Day for Granted
May 28, 2017
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.
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Earth Day 2017: Look to Your Elders
April 22, 2017
If we want to take environmental concerns seriously, most of us can start by emulating the habits of our elders. Few people threw things out the way we do today, and wastefulness is a huge part of the problem.
When I met the Delany Sisters, they were surprised that their small city – Mt. Vernon, Read More
When I met the Delany Sisters, they were surprised that their small city – Mt. Vernon, Read More
How to Stay Focused During Times of Great Change
March 20, 2017
The news has been breaking at an astonishing pace since Donald Trump won the U.S. Presidential election. Whether or not you agree with Mr. Trump and the Republican Congress, it’s a time of turbulence. If you’re an artist of any sort, it can be distracting.
At the same time, it’s vital that we all pay attention. As an American citizen, Read More
At the same time, it’s vital that we all pay attention. As an American citizen, Read More
“Freedom! Freedom! I Am Free!”
February 4, 2017
Although he was only a little boy, Henry B. Delany, the Delany Sisters’ beloved Papa, would never forget the day in 1865 that Confederate General Robert E. Lee surrendered to the Union at Appomattox Court House. Henry Delany and his family were slaves in St. Mary’s, Georgia.
“He remembered being in the kitchen and wearing a little apron, which little slave boys wore in those days,” the Delany Sisters recalled in the book we created together, Having Our Say. “It had one button at the top, at the back of the neck, and the ends were loose. And when the news Read More
“He remembered being in the kitchen and wearing a little apron, which little slave boys wore in those days,” the Delany Sisters recalled in the book we created together, Having Our Say. “It had one button at the top, at the back of the neck, and the ends were loose. And when the news Read More