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My Old Man
Last week on my Facebook feed, some of my friends had to make the decision to put their beloved cats down because they were sick and aging and it pained me to see their pain. Particularly since I have a super senior cat of 15 years. He’s been a part of my life since he…
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A Dedication to My Great-Grandfather Hark Allen
Happy Memorial Day to my Great-Grandfather Hark Allen. Originally named Hark Barrow, he was a runaway slave from the Barrow Plantation who joined the Northern side of Civil War, gained his freedom, and changed his last name to Allen. Lived through the pandemic of 1918 and almost saw the Great Depression. Lived until he was…
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2022
This year was filled with some highs but mostly lows. The highs were the birth of my second grandson and attending a Duran Duran concert. And getting one of those “good” government jobs that Black folks aspired to for decades. But it was a rough year for me again because I lost more people I…
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Day of the Dead – Homage To The Ancestors
On this day of dead, November 1, 2022, I would like to honor my ancestors. Without their blood, I wouldn’t exist. Without their courage, I would be nothing. And as long as I am alive, I will speak their names. They will never go unfed and not remembered. I will nourish them, savor their love…
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A Dedication to My Diddy
I’ve been owned by a fat, black cat named Diddy for 13 years and I love him very much but I’m saddened by the fact that he’s getting older. Because that means he won’t be a part of my life anymore and it hurts acknowledging that. I wished that our fur babies had the longevity…
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Reclaiming Joy in Your Life
I majored in sociology in college because it made sense after reading the first paragraph of the textbook I had been assigned. I had been a sociologist my entire life but didn’t know it. When I was a little girl, I used to go to work with my mother during summer vacations and we would…
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Diddy the Fat Black Kitty
Almost 13 years ago, an eight week old black kitten came into my life. He didn’t have a name for several weeks and then my eldest daughter named him Diddy. Because he loves the spotlight and women. Diddy is a naughty critter. Fuck it, he’s bad as hell and although he is considered a senior…
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Merry Christmas🎄🎄🎄🎄
I would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas to everyone but in particular to everyone who has suffered the loss of loved one this year or previously. The holidays are rough for those who are grieving and it’s hard pretending to be happy when you’re not. While on Facebook, my memory feed popped up…
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Memories, Memories, Memories
I’m sure that any folks who come across my blog and read my work is probably thinking “Man she morbid as hell!” And I don’t mean to be but so much has happened to me in such a short time. Loss of loved ones, health issues, all kinds of shit. But someway, somehow, I manage…
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In Honor of Boogie Woogie – My First Cat
The first man who broke my heart was a black cat named Boogie Woogie. He became my cat in February of 1980 and he was my first pet. Back in the 70s and 80s, the schools in Chicago stayed on strike and it was during one of these strikes that Boogie came into my life.…
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