A Greater Love


The New York Times did an article on my brother Stephen who has Autism and me. Please click the link and take time to read this eye opening article of our lives. My hope is that this revealing article will not only change our lives but the lives of other people who have developmentally disabled siblings.  Please share this post with your networks. Thank you.

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The Daily Post: Weekly Photo Challenge – Wall


http://ceenphotography.com/2015/03/13/the-daily-post-weekly-photo-challenge-wall/

Notorious B.I.G – Hypnotize [ ORIGINAL ]  Triple XXX Version

https://youtu.be/Z6kmOyaONbA

Comandante Biggie is located next to the Broadway Lafayette C train Subway stop.

Comandante Biggie!
Comandante Biggie!

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My Brother Stephen standing next to a Kehinde Wiley painting at the Brooklyn Museum
My Brother Stephen standing next to a Kehinde Wiley painting at the Brooklyn Museum

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Flower Lips Drinking
Flower Lips Drinking

Live Your Life Off the Wall!!

Off The Wall – MICHAEL JACKSON ‘1979

https://youtu.be/B3MFbhwfEXU

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Catching People Unaware


http://ceenphotography.com/2015/03/10/cees-fun-foto-challenge-catching-people-unaware/

I’m not sure if this fits totally within the challenge but here goes: The first photo is my brother Stephen at the Queens Centers for Progress Holiday Party 2013 rudely shocked by Santa’s itchy beard.


The second photo taken by my Dad Edward Palmer is me, looking not too sure of the Lamb my parents got me from their trip to Atlantic City circa 1959.  I was only a few months old and my paternal grandparents were babysitting. From the look on my face I don’t know if I was scared of the camera, taken aback by my parents return or thinking, “You guys went to Atlantic City, NJ and all I got was this stinking Lamb?”

My brother Stephen surprised by Santa's Beard
My brother Stephen surprised by Santa’s Beard
DeBorah had a Little Lamb
DeBorah had a Little Lamb
Me and Baby Bro' 1961

Share Your World


Share Your World

http://ceenphotography.com/2015/03/09/share-your-world-2015-week-10/

When you lose electricity in a storm, do you light the candles or turn on the flashlight? How many of each do you own?

So far no blackouts have occurred since living in Brooklyn. Before when I lived in Queens I was fortunate in that the development I lived in had its own power plant so if the lights went out in the rest of New York I still have electricity. If that happened now I’d prefer a flashlight.

You are given $5,000 and the chance to exchange it for one of two envelopes. One envelope contains $50,000 and one contains $500. Do you make the trade? Why or why not?

I’d trade up to the envelope with $50,000, quit my job and travel for one year to every warm sunny island I could get to. I’m ready for adventure! Roadtrip!!

What’s your first memory?

I must have been around two and saw my baby brother in my former crib. He reached his hand out to me and I bit him!! He screamed, my mother ran in the room and put me out!! LOL!!  Fortunately now I’m well past the biting stage and my brother and I are very close.

Me and Baby Bro' 1961
DeBorah & Stephen 1961

What do you do if you can’t sleep at night? Do you count sheep, toss and turn, or get up and try to do something?

I have chronic insomnia. I rarely sleep well. When the problem first started the doctors put me on Ambien, however that has very bad side effects so I had to stop taking it about 2 1/2 years ago.  Now I just take Advil PM. When it does not work I write.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Made it through work last week. Awaiting my new bed which I hope will solve my back pain problems. So I look forward to getting relief from back pain. Am Also grateful that the snow is melting and the weather is getting warmer here in New York!

Let Me Call You Sweetheart


Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer

Music Box

I have my Grandmother’s (Eva Palmer) music sewing box that plays “Let Me Call You Sweetheart.”  The music box that my Dad brought home after my Grandmother’s funeral. The same music box passed down to me after my Dad died. Where it will go when I’m gone is known only to God since I never married nor had children.

My grandparents were married in 1919 until my grandfather William Palmer died around 1962 or 1963. My grandmother passed away around 1964 or 1965. I was very young so I don’t remember much about her but I Love her musical sewing box and wind up it every so often just to hear that lovely melody. In my mind’s eye I can still see the brownstone in Harlem where they lived. If I think very quietly and carefully I can envision all the rooms and marveling at my perception of largeness and space.  Then it fades away to St. Albans, Queens and the house on 115th Road where I grew up.  A house that shrank after my parents deaths. Too many memories crowding in on each other so I sold it in 2000.

My parents Edward & Mable Palmer were married for 40 years from 1955 to 1995 when my Dad passed away. My Mom went to join him in 1998.

Marriage was very serious to both my grandparents and parents. It was not a trial run or something to be thrown away or cast aside like we see now.  Eva Gordon was my Grandfather’s second wife as his first wife had passed away. There was a big age gap between them as my Grandfather William Palmer was in or near his 40s and I would guess my Grandmother to be maybe 20 or 21 at the time of their marriage.

Music Sewing Box
Music Sewing Box
Grandma Eva's Music Sewing box
Grandma Eva’s Music Sewing box

All of my grandmothers boy children died from polio except my Dad Edward Gordon Palmer. I can’t even begin to imagine giving birth yet not knowing whether or how long your children would live. I guess that’s why people had so many kids in the 1910s, 1920s & 1930s.  There were so many diseases and no vaccines that it was a miracle if a child lived beyond toddlerhood.

Grandfather William Palmer with 4 of his children at Mt. Morris Park in 1926.  My Dad is not in the photo because he was not born until 1930.
Grandfather William Palmer with 4 of his children at Mt. Morris Park in 1926. My Dad is not in the photo because he was not born until 1930.

Fast forward to December 1955 when my parents Edward and Mable Palmer married. I was born first then my brother Stephen came along in May 1961. By 1963 Stephen was age two and had not spoken a word. Doctors back then labeled Stephen “emotionally disturbed” and advised my parents to put him away in an institution. My parents Did Not take the doctors advice but took their son back home, loved him, raised him and taught him as much as they could. For those of you who remember the horrors of Willowbrook you know why my parents could never do that to Stephen.  Today Stephen works and has an active social life.

I say all this about my family history to point out that marriage is no Garden Party. You take the good and the bad the better and the worse and yes in sickness and in health.  Love is not all the sappy romances we read about in books or see on TV or in the movies. Love is the real world. Real Life. Where there are no guarantees but many unseen rewards.

Mable & Edward Palmer
Mable & Edward Palmer

When I hear this melody as sung by The Mills Brothers I envision them all dancing in Heaven.

http://youtu.be/0ma8t2m2FQ8