I look to the rear of our bus. A blanket stretches across two seat backs. There are children underneath and children coming and going. What…
I look to the rear of our bus. A blanket stretches across two seat backs. There are children underneath and children coming and going. What…
Today’s children do not carry the baggage of racial myths in the way grownups do.
Birthing a work changes a writer. The author delves into the truth of a book’s subject matter. The book, in turn, is laying bare the…
I don’t know about the men, but we women were taught to put ourselves in second place. We learned that caring, really caring about another,…
If I call Black people survivors am I stereotyping, othering them? Here is how to catch nuance in the tricky world of discussing race.
No one today believes in people owning people, but our forefathers did. We ended that bondage through a civil war between our better principles and…
A nine-year-old caught my ear. Sheree, a competitor in the AAU National Junior Olympics, was quoted in the local paper, saying she runs for “something…
When our country was entering its current darkness, I was in the final stages of writing Walters Way: A Coach, His Runners, and His Race.…
On June 19 I was cruising down a ramp onto I-88 when in front of me burst a roaring display of fireworks over Rosemont’s skyline.…
Here’s the problem. An ordinary White person happens to sit beside an ordinary Black person in a public space. The White person notices the two…