Petite in size and missing front teeth, maybe seven years old when the slave traders captured the young, dark girl from her home in Gambia (modern day Senegal) and…
Meet My Friend Parker
I saw Parker* today walking; his only means of getting from one place to another in our rural Mid-Atlantic town. I’ve know him for nearly twenty years now. When I…
Warning: Out on a Limb
Warning: Today I go out on a limb. Before my good reader continues, promise NOT to click or touch until you’ve finished this narrative in its entirety. Then feel free…
Raw Edges
I am taking a sewing class with my daughters, for me, this is the third sewing class I’ve taken over the years and I still don’t get it. So far…
Fatherhood is For Sowing and Shepherding
My husband, the agronomist, spends his day working the soil. He has an uncanny way of knowing the condition of the soil. When he drives the John Deere 7530, working…
My Place in this World
Almost two decades ago, when my hair flamed its natural color without gray and there wasn’t such a thing as a varicose vein on my leg, I sat in church…