I have so many stories about my childhood and teen years that have shaped me into the woman that I am. I will share many of my experiences with you. I hope you enjoy!
As a child, Easter Sunday was a very big deal in our household., or should I say getting ready for it. Weeks before, we would get our Easter Sunday speeches from our Sunday School teacher. If you were really young you got One or two lines to memorize. And as you got older, you got … More Easter Sunday and Dressing Up
When I look back over the years, I have to say I am so glad I grew up in the 50’s and 60’s. Actually the 60’s is when I became aware of so many things. I really, truly began to understand that being black was not a walk in the park. However, it is a … More Child of the 60’s and So Darn Proud of It.
One of my memories from childhood Christmas Eves clearly does not fit the “Chestnuts roasting on an open fire” theme and I can probably say for most black people in my generation and before, we do not share that nostalgic memory. What it was for some of us was quite a different experience. Mama would … More Chitlins and Christmas Eve…..Childhood Memories
As a child, Sunday mornings was always a special time. Daddy would pull out his shoe polish kit and grab his cotton rag that was always streaked with black lines and had a strong smell of shoe polish. He also had a shoe brush for the true shine. He would dip the rag in the … More Sunday Morning Hair Pressing….
Once a year, as many black families living in the north did, we would make the annual trip down south. Often, as kids, we never really knew until the week before when mama and daddy would say, “We have to get ready to go south”. One thing I want to do here is to make … More Traveling Highway 51 in the 1960’s
You know, being poor and struggling is not a fun thing. But sometimes when you are mired down in it, you have to make the best of it. Daddy was always trying to find ways to make money to feed the family. One of the things he did was to … More Memory Lane: Water Moccasins and Fishing
Celebrating the 4th was pretty awesome as a kid. One of the most memorable parts was knowing we would get new outfits. Mama and daddy would go to Robert Hall, one of our local stores and often get us new short sets or one piece rompers in red, white and blue. They cost 2 for … More 4th of July Barbee Style
