Given thanks to all of the men and women that work so hard and fought and died that we may attain these alienable rights. Give thanks in humble prayer to the memory of all of our ancestors who were gunned down, dismembered, hung, dragged, burnt, mutilated hang, lynch that our generation may be able to […]
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Happy Pride Familia. This little cutie that I’m hanging out with here, that’s my goddaughter, and she has 2 moms. Back in 1983, although I was only 23 years old, I had to stand up and fight the churches in St. Thomas US. Virgin Island that she’d be christened under their roof. After a long
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Eulogizing Mother. The Phone Call. The year 2000 ended very sad, and 2001 started even worst. After much encouragement and begging her, mother had finally agreed that Christmas… she was supposed to come up and spend it with me in Connecticut. At the time, I was single; I lived alone in my huge 2000sq” three
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As I reflect this morning upon this practical yet decorative piece of art I created a few years ago. This, which I later donated to Center Church, First Church Hartford UCC for their annual auction. A fundraiser that supported the Church’s Bed-fund at Hartford Hospital, benefiting all of the city’s residents in need. This program,
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As I sat on board the airplane, heading back down to the beautiful and memorable Caribbean islands this morning, no sleep the night before, flight a bit delayed. So in order to contain my snoring, I thumb through old pictures in my tablet previously not shared, then soon realized it was as if I was
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This is the true story behind our Black Santa! Back in 97, 98 as a black, West Indian Honduran, Garifuna, a single father of 3, St. Thomas, US Virgin Island African, American born children of West Indian, Virgin Islander mother’s. It was rather difficult raising them alone up in semi-suburban Connecticut, and even tougher keeping
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Photographs: Sean Hawkey. Honduras, A Name Which Defines Our Current Situation I beg that you must please put your hand on your hearts and minds to ponder. That you must think deeply and reflect with everlasting mercy that perhaps none of these people would ever rebuild nor recover. Honduras overall does not believe in nor
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“The image of the hand in the mud says it all.” Steve Elkins Photography credit goes to English photographer Sean Hawkey. This is how the vast majority of the Honduran people have been holding on for dare life since the 1970s while drowning in the mud of pain, starvation, desperation, and hopelessness. It was back
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Creando y construyendo mi guitarra, Sabas I Fue una obra de arte entre el dolor, sangre y llanto. Fue ella, quien fuera mi terapeuta tras los duros meses mientras me recuperaba de la tercera cirugía en la columna vertebral. Con 39 grapas quirúrgicas en la parte posterior de la espalda y 12 en la parte
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Although it seems like just yesterday, but It was way back around 1998-99 that mother was diagnosed with diabetes. Poor diet, lack of available knowledge, stressors, and pharmaceuticals, such as Gliburide, and later insulin to which she’d been diagnosed, precipitated her pancreatic cancer. This which took her away from us in the short, painful, agonizing five months that followed, and she was gone to rest by February 2001, at age 72.
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