Because Women in the 21st Century, in America the Land of the Free? Women are still abused, raped, mistreated and devalued. Because they told me to marry and give away my precious Essence to an undeserving man I have chosen to remain Single & Celibate.
Walking Through Central Park ~~ Morning and Evening
I am continuing with my video phase. Still shaky but I think I’m improving. All these videos were taken today. Two at 8:00 am on my way to work but one turned out to be a Blooper so I made it Private. Let me know if you want to see the Blooper video. So weird. The two I took after work around 5:00 pm came out much better. Perhaps I was more awake by then!! LOL!! 🙂 😀 You can even see some of the New York Skyline.
I think I’d better hurry up and get my digital camera fixed, learn to use it and make some improvements with both my photos and videos!!
Folks Having Fun in Central Park ~~ Along the Great Lawn
What sort of music was played in your house when you were growing up? What effect, (if any) did it have on your musical tastes?
Will There be Lindy Hopping in Heaven?
Silently. Quietly. Watching the records drop down, spin and play on the Victrola my mother Mable Palmer pondered many things. Things she kept close to her in a broken and torn heart. Blame. Hurt. Guilt.
Toni Braxton’s Lessons In Autism: “I Thought It Was Something I Had Done”
Big Bands blasting out hits from times gone by. Long past. Sometimes happy and carefree. Sometimes the reality of Jim Crow, lynchings, separate but equal……
Sam Cooke. The Temptations. The Four Tops.
Sam Cooke — Change Gon’ Come
Civil Rights Movement. Malcolm X. Dr. Martin Luther King. Two Kennedys shot down.
Suddenly a Savior. Tall lanky Black Man from New York. Husband material. First met. Wilberforce AFB. The Bells rang at Carillon Park. Dayton Woman. Harlem man. Suave. Sophisticate. New Life. Bright Lights. Big City. The Bronx. Baseball Yankees. Baby Girl. Two years pass. Baby boy joy. Need more space. Queens move. Something’s wrong. Something’s not right with our Prince. Two years old and still no voice. Doctors. No answers. Whispers. Not so secret. What did she do wrong? Was it the tea she drank during her pregnancy? What did she do to make him “that way.”
Untold suffering. Lord I Love my child. Why is he this way? Why does he scream nonstop? Why does everyone blame me? Sorrow. Pain. Agony. Doing my best.
Years pass. Mother ~~ A broken sparrow fallen to the ground. But my son. He shines. My daughter a Redeemer arisen. My children. My joy. Now go I to my eternal rest. My Angels shall live on after me. For now there is Lindy Hopping in Heaven.
Mable Elizabeth Palmer
May 2, 1930 to August 2, 1998
See you one day once again Mommy. We Love You!!
Sam Cooke & Soul Stirrers – The Last Mile Of The Way