When I was about eight years old, the grocery store that was across the street from my home had a promotional visitor in the store. The visitor was a black woman portraying Aunt Jemima and the store was making pancakes to be given away to customers. Of course, you had to use Aunt Jemima’s […]
Category Archives: memoir
Carol and I bought our first house five years ago. We knew the house would require work and money, and we have replaced the roof, the furnace, the hot water heater, the main electrical panel, and done many other repairs during that time. I am presently reading “Caste” written by Isabela Wilkerson, in […]
I want to share an experience that I had many years ago that I have shared only in part before this, and then with just a small number of people. In 1970 I was in the military and I was part of an event that was called the Jordanian Crisis. This crisis was a fierce […]
So Trump Jr. has spoken and shown again that Trump logic and intelligence is as shallow as a dried up mud puddle and just as unclear. Trump Jr. is suggesting that teachers are teaching ‘socialism from birth.” The problem with this stupidity is that, just like his father, spoken words do have consequences. The latest […]
After I was discharged from the military (honorably even though I had been AWOL for a short time, but that is another story to be told at a later date) I worked for a couple of years in a fabric and dye plant. I wrote about that experience in my entry titled ‘Remembering Jonas’. That […]
Here are a few more photos from the Immigration Rally held in Philly on Saturday, some reflections on that rally, and some suggestions on what you can do next to resist Trump and his white nationalist movement. Carol and I attended the rally and when it was over we went to a nice place to […]
I did not think I would be writing about this subject in this way just 24 hours ago, but here goes. I cannot speak in the voices of women, Muslims, the disabled, the African Americans, the Latinos or the many others that have been diminished and demeaned by Trump in this campaign, but […]
The first date is April 4, 1968 – the date of Martin Luther King’s assassination. The second date is April 5th – my birthdate. At this time each year I find myself reflecting on the conjunction of those two dates. First – the birthday – I have never been a huge fan of celebrating […]
Last month I attended my high school reunion – my memory told me that there were 33 seniors but a quick count in our yearbook shows that there were 40 seniors. OK, I suppose this moves me into some aging category, though I am not sure which one or how it does that beyond noting […]
I was born and raised in a working class, coal mining town in Pennsylvania. That past has been popping up in my thoughts as Carol and I have recently been searching for a house. It seems that the fact that the most money I have in my wallet at any one time never exceeds twenty […]
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