We lived in the lower middle-class section on the south eastern side of Detroit. In the summer, my grandmother Mayse would have grandfather Mayse drop the family off at a large building in downtown Detroit. Grandma had to show our vaccination papers. A nurse would have us stick out our tongues and say, “Ah-h-h.” Another…
The change of the numbers on a calendar always brings reflections on years past. This year, 2016, was especially eventful for me. My precious baby sister faced pancreatic cancer head on. It brought on a reinforced bonding of the four sisters. We put our prayer warriors on the job and they came through for us….