By the time I took interest in my family history, my father was gone, along with many of my older relatives. Many of the memories were now lost from the minds of my surviving elders…
Category: Memories
Why Stop Now?: A Davis Holiday Story
As the meal ended, we sat back and massaged our stomachs to stretch to accommodate the overload. That’s when my sister Denise looked up in shock…
Perfect Praise: A Thanksgiving Lesson
As I put the car in park, I noticed what sounded like singing, correction, screaming. Not in terror, rather shouting at the top of one’s lungs…
In Memory Of Mimoise Martelly, My Other Mom!
…I had three mothers: my beautiful Queen Mother who gave me life, my Aunt “Dee” Delores…
…and then there’s the Magnificent, Magical, Mrs. Mimoise Martelly, my mother’s best friend…
School Days: “Exit, Stage Front” or “I’m Ghost. I’m Outta Here. Long Gone…”
“Mom!” Denise covered over my cry. “Let him be a ghost!”
I Got’cho Chiiiiiiicken…
“That’s when the woman looked back at me through her side view mirror…”
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