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…
Category: Memories
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…”
9/11: Where Were You?
It didn’t have to be said, but I instantly knew, as we all knew, we were actually witnessing a terrorist attack…
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