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I’m perturbed and scared. Society has lost its flea-picking mind, and I watch it play out with venom spewing between white and black friends alike rushing to conclusions and seriously ignoring the actual people involved. I’m a mother of two beautiful black children, adults now, but they are still my babies. [Read more…]
My grandson and I went to our small town Independence Day Parade this morning. We arrived after the parade had begun, but I had parked near the end of their route, so none of the groups had passed our location yet. I found a lovely spot in the shade very near my parking spot and parked the stroller strategically to take advantage of the then-clear view of the parade route. I looked forward to sharing with our little guy the importance of American independence, a lesson we’ll repeat to him many times through life, but a special focus on this, the fourth of July. [Read more…]