My, My, My, What a Mess

‘My, my, my, what a mess’ is one of those phrases from African America lore. In this usage, mess meaning the equivalent of excretion. One can surmise the situation untenable, making no sense. I love these kinds of phrases as they remind me of conversations I’ve had with members of the older generation of black…

Will The Real Candidate Please Stand Up

I tried to lay low during the first part of the 2020 National Election. I didn’t want to comment too early about any candidate, especially the guy that sits in the White House as President. We are now in November of 2019. One year away, too early, but the Iowa Caucus set for February 3,…

Unchon-ni, South Korea, I Remember 1962-63

Strike up a conversation with most people who were young, free, and enjoyed American life in the sixties. You will hear, maybe even feel their urgency to bring back the nostalgia of being young during that era. It was a time, whereas the overall feeling of most people in this country was to live life…

Grandma Gracie’s Book and Pittsburg, CA. Creative Book Store

As people of color, we should all be proud of the way our grandparents, parents, and other relatives survived in the South. They not only survived but thrived through the great depression, sharecropping, outright racism, all while living in Klu Klux Klan country. There were plenty of white people who didn’t hate blacks. Let me…

They, Themselves, and They

What happened to Duty, Honor, Integrity, Justice, and Precedent in Government service employment? Unlike my past career environment, I retired from the US Government Employment. I find more than a few highly visible, politically placed current employees have lost their way. No longer are those words seen as a barometer of efficiency inside those public…

Soulbeat TV’s Chaka Khan & Barry White Tribute

Saturday night, April 27, my wife and I sat in a front row seat at the Soulbeat’s TV produced Chaka Khan & Barry White Tribute. I usually don’t get into imitators of musical stars. Not because I don’t think it can be accomplished; I hate to listen to someone screw up a classic R&B song….

Third Floor Flat to a Single Story Home

Once again, a health issue caused me to be out of pocket for a length of time. I was in the hospital on Christmas Day last December, discharged on New Year’s Eve. I wrote about my aortic valve replacement a couple of years ago. This time I didn’t feel like writing about issues concerning my…

Tis The 2018 Holiday Season

Tis the season, so on and so on. I love the Thanksgiving-Christmas-New Year holiday season. I, like all, are reminded of our childhood seasons. Our young adult seasons come to mind. We think of those who have passed on as well as those who are still here with us. Out thoughts shift to old friends….

Golden State Warriors after KD

It is always easier to voice an opinion on someone’s lifestyle other than your own. Yes, I am a Warriors fan. I should admit that I was one who thought they would never get their lackadaisical season play corrected in time for last years playoffs. They fooled me by doing just that going on to…

Women + Democrats = Political Fairness

I, like all of us, have been lucky enough to have a mother. Yes, I am trying to be clever. What I’m clumsily trying to point out is the motherly instinct in most women. Of course, there are always exceptions to the rules. But let’s stay on point. A large majority of women have a…

Join Us, Vote them Out of Office

Well…where do I start. Why don’t we summarize? That way I won’t get so long winded. The Donald still occupies 1600 Pennsylvania. Congress is still eating out of the palm of his hand. On a given day, Thirty-five to Thirty-seven percent of some group of people support Trump no matter what he has done, is…

Celebrating Our 50th Wedding Anniversary

My wife and I celebrated our 50th Wedding Anniversary on Saturday at the Pittsburg Senior Center. Our actual anniversary was on August 31st. We choose to celebrate it on Saturday, September 1st to get the venue for the party. Family, friends were in attendance on a holiday weekend. Relatives from our hometown, friends from near…