A Place for Remembering and Changing

It is about time you found us. We have been waiting for you! Please make yourself at home as we conjure up some memories for you about the “good ole days.” Did you have an Aunt, Uncle, Grandma, or Grandpa who loved to share his or her memories? Weren’t those times enjoyable as the past was connected to the present? Have you ever gotten lost in a story, a movie, or even a song that took you back to a specific time, place, or person? If so, you have found the right place for remembering.

However, if memories are all that you are looking for, this is NOT the right place for you. What you will find here are real life anecdotes designed to show you that Blacks and Whites are quite similar but unique. You will be challenged to put aside ignorance which causes preconceptions and stereotypes. Don’t worry. You will not be scolded or preached at. In a subtle fashion, you will discover and remember what you already know in your heart. This site will allow you to put your life on pause and then cause you to be refreshed by your reflections on the “good ole days.” Perhaps this site will even help you improve your perception of racial issues in America. Please enjoy.

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The story revolves around two people who lived during the same time, roughly 1950 through the present. The setting is the Detroit Metropolitan Area. Now available on Amazon!

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Do you know someone who grew up in Detroit in the 1950’s and 1960’s? Or maybe that someone is you! Let’s spread the word about this site and the book so we can reminisce together.

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Blackie and Brownie

I recall early in high school, probably 9th grade in 1963, when my English teacher, who was certainly sympathetic to the social issues of the time, made us aware of the causes of skin color and pigmentation. Why, even within the races, is one person’s skin lighter or...

Respect

R-E-S-P-E-C-T: Find Out What It Means to Me RESPECT: a feeling of deep admiration for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities, or achievements. Two words in the above definition trouble me: feeling and elicited. Let’s start with “feeling.” Is...

I, I, I, I, I . . .

You know them; you hear them; you recognize them: the people who cannot have a conversation without using the first-person pronoun multiple times in a space of minutes. English teachers forbid the use of the first-person pronoun in students’ essays for several good...

Work is a Four-Letter Word

There are certainly a lot of four letter words out there, some of which our Mothers had to wash out our mouths for using. I remember the time that I had to take one of my sons to the basement to cleanse his mouth with a bar of Fels-Naptha soap. None of these words,...

The Source

A concept that I could never get through my thick skull was the difference between the mouth and the source of a river. In fact, I had to look up that information before writing this because it just doesn’t seem logical. The source part is quite easy to understand...

Get Up

An old traditional ballad called “Get Up and Bar the Door” tells of an old married couple who decided to have a contest that whoever spoke first would have to get up and secure the front door. Laziness, stubbornness, or just a game to pass the time on a dreary winter...

Good Morning, Sunshine

“Rise and Shine!” “Perhaps I will rise, but I may not shine.” From the ‘60s group Strawberry Alarm Clock came the tune “Good Morning, Starshine” which eventually became more famous for its use in the smash Broadway hit Hair. Please notice the change of “star” for...

Talkin’ ‘Bout My Generation

In 1967, certainly an iconic year with the civil unrest throughout the country and, of course, the Detroit riot, the musical group The Who came out with “My Generation.” This angry tune makes it clear that we were unlike any previous generations and disdained anyone...