Many Waters Cannot Drown Love


Neither can Floods Drown it**


Together for 40 Years. Where he went so did She


The Dance of Love



Boyhood


Together in Life and into Eternity. As cancer ravaged his body every day he asked for his Beloved. She was first in his mind in the morning and last thought at Night before sleep. Only until Daddy was reassured that the Love of his life would be cared for did he take his final Earthly breath. Then not able to bear her suffering from cancer he begged Jesus to be allowed to escort her home.

On August 1998 Jesus said Yes. Descending into the hospital room Edward said Mable come with me. Taking his hand they ascended towards Home. Passing through the Gates of Heaven at once 25 again. Young, Healthy and in Love.





**Quote from the film Titanic


Daddy


Thanks for reading. No Daddy issue here. Our Dad was everything to us.


Dance With My Father Again by Luther Vandross


https://photos.app.goo.gl/DEAPZy5QsHpGbcjw9


I’m committed to changing the negative narrative and stereotypes of Black Men and Black Fathers.

Don’t drink the Koolaid and Don’t believe the hype about Black men pushed by the media. STOP Watching Love and hip hop plus those Stupid Wives TV Shows! Not real life! All Lies! Fake!



For all the Men Who step in when a child’s Father has died. Salute!

Color him Father. Color him Love by the Winstons.

Still Painting


Still Painting despite WordPress woes.


Like my fellow blogger Betty I’m still dealing with WordPress woes. Please check out Betty’s blog using this link.

https://wp.me/p4KukW-kh

By calling their customer service representatives, Happiness Engineers, WordPress is having laughs at our expense.

If not for the Reader function I would not be able to locate or respond to other Bloggers posts.

Life is like a Twin Peaks Doppelganger


A Constellation of My Artwork on display in our kitchen.

All my paintings are for Sale. Please contact me at deborah.palmer280@gmail.com for more information and pricing.

🖼🖼🎨🎨🎨🎨

In the meantime I’m still painting. Then name of this painting

Is Alleyways.

I thought back to the Alleyways behind my

Aunt Helen house in

Dayton, Ohio.

This painting is called

Many Rivers to Cross. Inspired by the song.

Paint on. Paint on.


Still Painting despite WordPress woes.


Like my fellow blogger Betty I’m still dealing with WordPress woes. Please check out Betty’s blog using this link.

https://wp.me/p4KukW-kh

Somewhere. Somehow. There is a hidden joke that WordPress calls their customer service representatives, Happiness Engineers.

WordPress is mocking us. If not for the Reader function I would not be able to locate or keep up with other Bloggers.

Life is like a Twin Peaks Doppelganger.

So Surreal

🎨🎨🎨🎨


My artwork on display in our kitchen.

All my paintings are for sale. Please contact me at deborah.palmer280@gmail.com for more information.

In the meantime I’m still painting. Then name of this painting

Is Alleyways.

I thought back to the Alleyways behind my

Aunt Helen house in

Dayton, Ohio.

This painting is called

Many Rivers to Cross. Inspired by the song.

Doppelganger

Mable Elizabeth Palmer & 50s Fashion


 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/fashionable/

Not every Lady from the 1950s wore corny wacky fashions during the 1950s. As you can see from the photos my Mom had great taste, was fashionably attired and was Elegance personified. Simple yet Refined. She was the cream of the crop out of all the Ladies in Dayton, Ohio. These pictures taken in Dayton, Ohio probably  around 1956 at a local park.

My parents were married in December 1955 and stayed married for 40 years. Only death separated them when my Dad died in 1995 and death brought them back together in 1998 when my Dad came for his Beloved Bride.

Sometimes when I look in the mirror I can see her face within mine. Thank you Mom for carrying me for 9 months within your womb and raising me to be a responsible hard working faithful adult. I Love and Miss you dearly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mable Elizabeth Palmer

Recall Ohio


I recall Dayton, Ohio. The alleyways in back of vacant houses. Recall Ohio with the Heart of the Miami Valley. Dayton, Ohio ~ My mother’s hometown.

Mable Elizabeth Palmer
My Mom, Mable Elizabeth Palmer

Wright-Patterson Air-force Base where Mable met Edward, Freeing her from strutting Jim-Crow every day torments, misery, agony, murder. Daily degradation, Escape is imminent. Mable was Harlem bound.

Mable Elizabeth Palmer
Mable Elizabeth Palmer

Tornado swept clean. Where have the Ohio Players gone? Recall Ohio sitting on the porch with Grandma Hattie watching time stand still.

Recall Ohio as a firstborn from New York. I see Dayton, Ohio through the eyes of the Prodigal daughter who never returned.

http://youtu.be/e5PmhjaLXwc