Posted Jun 21, 2020 by Michael L. Brown

If we are to work through today’s deep divisions in America and truly confront racism where it exists, there must be a two-way conversation. Otherwise, there can be no... Read the Full Article on

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Pickle posted a comment · Jun 22, 2020
Sixty years ago Frances tucked me in bed at night. She stroked my hair and softly whispered negro spirituals to me as I fell asleep. No one else ever put me to bed, sang to me, read to me, touched me tenderly. I loved her. I wish she had been my mother. She was a lovely, beautiful brown color and she loved me. Mother returned to health a month after a radical mastectomy and Frances left. Thanks Frances. Sometimes I really just don't know what to say, Mike.