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I have posted below a recent article I read, its about a PBR (public broadcasting radio) special that will be aired his weekend and next.  It is about Harper High School in Chicago.  The worst High School in the nation for crime.  Parents caution children in bad areas to not join a gang.. that its dangerous.  but what happens if there is no choice.. you say no choice??? the article will tell you why  And it saddens me and deeply troubles me as a citizen that this happen... Read More

My heart is heavy this evening. I miss my Mama so much. Every time that the phone rings, I expect it to be her. I cried and cried earlier and now my blood pressure is through the roof. I want to run and scream and cry and I cannot because I am afraid too. I cannot accept the fact that she is gone.  In my mind I know that she is no longer here, but in my heart I just cannot accept that I cannot go see her or call her. I need her more now than I ever did before. I need her to be my Mommy an... Read More

Father’s Day June 17, 2012 I missed many opportunities to tell my dad just how much I really loved him. He has now been gone for nearly eight years. I cannot pick up the phone to call him, write him a letter or drive over to see him. There were times that I could have done all of these things and I refused too. I once blamed him for my lack of contact with him, but now that I am older, and I hope wiser, I know that the blame falls on me and my pride. He was my Dad and I loved him very much. H... Read More

  The Source There's a place where I am wont to stray
Which is both near yet far away;
A place where myriad dreams are spun
Most often with the setting sun.
A place where time and tide stand still
Where I may go when I so will;
A place, which barriers cannot abide
And from whence I travel far and wide. Scales fall away and I can see
What was, what is, and what shall be.
Perception sharpened I can feel
Of life the beat, and see the wheel.
The past and present... Read More

  Let Us....   Let us sit on the rocks by the edge of the strand;
Let us watch as the waves lap the soft golden sand.
Let us hear the low bell as it tolls on the sea;
Let us know that our favourite time will soon be.   Let us watch as the sun slowly sinks in the west;
Let us now of the cares of the day be divest.
Let us hear high above the shrill cry of the gull;
And the beat as the waves slap against an old hull.   Let us slip through the door from the bri... Read More

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