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As mentioned in part one of this article, two of my favorite authors, James Baldwin, and Richard Wright lived in France. According to the book, African Americans Voices of Triump, many of Black America’s intellectuals considered France, especially Paris, to be a haven of liberty and grand culture in the 19th century. James Baldwin spent …
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France has a lure about it. When I was a young girl growing up in an inner city housing project, the thought of living in France was alluring. I didn’t know anything about the country other than what I learned from Ms. Gandy, my high school French teacher and library books. I’ve always loved to …
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I grew up in a musical family. My two older brothers were singers and musicians. Our cousins had a traveling singing group named, “The Hewlett Sisters.” When my sister and I were younger, we traveled with them to many churches in Memphis and North Mississippi. Eventually, they recorded their gospel songs and traveled across the …
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Our local travel group from Tennessee visited picturesque France in November of this year. We were divided into two groups and the tour buses took us across the countryside. Thirty seven of us were assigned to the group one bus. We had knowledgeable tour leaders, an energetic tour manager, and a skilled driver. Our tour …
Our local travel group of nearly 75 excited voyagers went on a rendezvous to France this fall. Because of the number of people, we were divided into two groups to allow us to have a magnificent experience. Our group of 37 was group one. We met group two in passing and at our farewell dinner. …
When I was a teenager, I dreamed of going to Paris. My high school French teacher, Ms. Eleanor Gandy, was patient as her class of poor and low-income teenagers struggled to understand the language and pronounce the poetic sounding words that flowed into one another. Just hearing the tender and exotic language made us swoon …
On Veteran’s Day this year, I was in France with a local travel group. We spent 12 days touring the country. On the second day, we visited Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial. It was a sombering experience. My late Dad and three brothers were veterans, and I am a veteran. Many people do not know …
I grew up in the segregated South. Dad served during WWII but was not able to vote until President Johnson signed the Voting Rights Act of 1965. It was a tough place for Black people, but it was our home. We lived in the segregated part of town and lived under racist man-made Jim Crow …
According to World Population Review, poverty is universally defined as not having enough income to meet basic needs. This extends beyond just not having enough money for a new vehicle, smartphone, or to take a vacation. Instead, people that live in poverty struggle to keep a roof over their heads, put food on the table, …
Four years ago, my seven year old granddaughter inspired me to write this story. The happy little girl was skipping beside her grandmother as she walked. She watched their inseparable companions make the same moves they made. Her long curly ponytail bounced up and down as if keeping step with each skip. Her inseparable companion’s …