But the real joy of the day isn’t just the music or the memories — it’s knowing I’ve passed this tradition down to my sons, and now I get to share it with their children…
Kenny's Camera, Cooking & Crazy Confessions!
It's photography, recipes and madness. It's laughter, it's lessons, it's life…
But the real joy of the day isn’t just the music or the memories — it’s knowing I’ve passed this tradition down to my sons, and now I get to share it with their children…
I don’t just talk to fill silence. I talk because there’s meaning in the experience…
“For a moment, I was angry. He’d ruined it. After everything I’d endured to stand there, he had stolen my scene…”
That was 40 years ago, yesterday. The boy on that bus had no idea the man he’d become – or how different the road would look…
But whether I’m talking about childhood memories, photography, recipes, movie reviews, comedic listicles, church lessons, dating mishaps, or the echo of slavery still ringing in today’s policies—my blog is my legacy.
…every story I’ve written came from a life fully lived—painfully, hilariously, imperfectly lived. And whether I’ve shared memories from my childhood, love notes to my parents, awkward moments with my friends, pranks gone wrong, or heartfelt reflections about slavery, legacy, and life… they’re mine. And now they belong to you too….