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TV Westerns
When I was a little girl I wanted to be a cowboy. The most popular shows on TV those days were westerns and we watched a lot of them – Rawhide, Wagon Train and Gunsmoke. My mom liked Roy Rogers and Bonanza was almost a ritual. Because I was just a kid, I...
I Love Lucy
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Growing Up Nappy
My daddy was a Southener, raised in the Carolinas. Folks say I get my charm from him. My mom was a French Canadian farm girl from Northern Ontario who wanted to be a nun but left home at nineteen and wound up working in New York City. Those were the days of sit-ins...
Racism, Herpes, and Dog Shit
When I started this blog it was not my intention to dwell on heavy topics all the time. I have a finely honed appreciation for the absurd (perhaps as a result of too many SCTV episodes), and I wanted to share that lighthearted side of myself here. Recently...
Noblewomen In Exile
I had an interesting email conversation today with one of my friends about being of mixed parentage. She asked if I had ever experienced problems being accepted by other blacks. Of course that reminded me of one of my poems that was published back in the early 90s in...
Happy Birthday Matt!
This is my son Matt and he is 22 years old today! Matt has a wonderful imagination and from the time he was very little, he would invent things. After he made a flame thrower out of his super soaker water cannon, I thought he might grow up to be a mad scientist (by...








