Beginning to wonder if perhaps the GOP strategy is to undermine the very foundations of 243 years of American democracy their own way. Perhaps, you know, just do the work of the extremist Islamic terrorist, undermine democracy themselves, just to keep Muslim’s out of the equation? Maybe they like the concept, but they’re racist so prefer to have whites doing the dirty work of undermining … Continue reading The Normalization Of Cruelty And Corruption
Gathering all this together, all these stories, one by one, unposted posted going back to the early months of 2013, almost at the beginning of this blog, unsaid has been said, and now I ponder the ghosts of my own past and all the crooks and characters that made me, and in that regard, this post is a bit different than the others. Now, other … Continue reading The Last Unposted Post: a rambling pirate from the past
The following is from the first of GrandmaN’s journals. This incident was something we had been told about years ago. It was a defining moment in her life and it changed her forever. The night was cold and rainy and the wind was blowing. We went to bed sort of early that night. It was in February of 1940. I was in the eleventh grade … Continue reading The Boy Under The Bed – Februrary 1940
Grandma N was born on a tobacco farm in Eastern North Carolina in 1922. I have written about her previously in “She Walked in Beauty“. In 1994 she sent me up a file with a bunch of her poems she had written over her lifetime. Inside are hand drawn sketches to accompany the poems, which I will include with each piece. The first I wanted … Continue reading Poetry & Drawings of my Carolina Grandma
I would like to introduce you to my Carolina Grandma – my Dad’s Mom. I briefly mentioned her in my intro post for my Old Journals. Those who’ve followed my blog for the last few months will of course be familiar with my Mom’s family – Grandma D, Great Aunt Helen and the bunch. Let’s just say that my Dad’s family is a whole other … Continue reading She Walked in Beauty
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