What Crosses My Mind

  • When I Was a Child in ’68

    I remember my mother’s tears, In 1963 bullets flew, JFK became a national figure who when his son saluted the world, my mother held onto me, in the den, our family room, I was a four year old boy ~ I didn’t know that the President died and an entire nation cried.. ~ A couple…

  • (19,60,3)

    When I was four the world changed around me, my family I was only just learning to love devastated by the national news. The musty den in our home is my memory, laying on the stale carpet, didn’t need a chair, I was the kid, with my family all together in tears watching Walter Cronkite…

  • Lee Daniels’ The Butler – A Review

    Lee Daniels’ The Butler – A Review I threw on a little Billie Holiday in the background because I hoped it might be an appropriate mood setter for writing a review of Lee Daniels’ The Butler. You see, I’m a white guy talking about something very personal towards a black audience, an African-American topic if…

  • On Race’s Ism

    In Childhood ~ Stuck trying to find the right words If something is wrong Then an offense has occurred And we each know the name of that song ~ We may not try However simple the notion that crossed our mind Whatever may have caused her to cry Gives credence to this present bind ~…