Category Archives: Family, Memory & Personal Essays

Family, childhood, memory, relationships, personal history, and reflective autobiographical essays.

The Man Who Cried I Am! Celebrating Fifty Years of Life

I wrote this poem for my 50th birthday. Next year I will be celebrating a milestone birthday. From here on out, I will post this poem every birthday. I saw the best minds of my generationdrop out of schooland get … Continue reading →

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Poochie Is Never Late for Dinner

Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them. She’s never late for dinner!

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Not Everything Happens for a Reason

Do you think everything happens for a reason? I think it’s most important how people respond to the things that happen, not that there’s a reason why they happen — they just happen; and some things happen by happenstance, with … Continue reading →

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“Touch Me in the Morning”

What’s a song lyric that has stuck with you forever? Diana Ross’ “Touch Me in The Morning” has stuck with me forever! When I hear the lyrics, I am transported back to junior high school, to I. S. 318, to … Continue reading →

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One Hundred Years of Black History

My father was born the same month Negro History Week was announced, timed to Lincoln’s February 12 and Douglass’s February 14 birthdays. Nearing his centennial, he embodied Black history: North Carolina segregation, a segregated WWII Army, then migration to New York. He rarely spoke of it, but history and literature helped me understand. Continue reading →

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Daddy Dearest

My father, a Native Southern Son, was born in the same month and year Negro History Week was established. Then, we were Negroes. Thirty-four years later, when I was born, we were still Negroes. When my father died at the … Continue reading →

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How to Mentor Teens Effectively

When I worked in child welfare more than 20 years ago, my supervisor would assign to me what she thought of as the toughest “cases,” i.e., teenagers, and cases where the child ended up in the system because of an … Continue reading →

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Daddy Dearest

My father, a Native Southern Son, was born in the same month and year Negro History Week was established. Then, we were Negroes. Thirty-four years later, when I was born, we were still Negroes. When my father died at the … Continue reading →

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Black Youthful Fate

As youth they couldn’t waitTo reach for the very starsFor them no such thing as fateAs youth they couldn’t waitTo reach for the very stars Their dreams never appeared to be too farFor them no such thing as fateThey’d be … Continue reading →

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The Watermelon Man in Williamsburg — “Only in New York!”

If you live in New York City, or if you have visited NYC, then you probably have an “Only in New York Story.” I am walking down the street in Williamsburg, the land of Hasidim and Hipsters, when I come … Continue reading →

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