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“How can we be reconciled….”
The Key to the Town of Wake Forest unlocked nothing. This is the sixth in a series of excerpts from my memoir, The Edge of All the Light You Have: a story across time and race (formerly From Where I Stand). In early June 1999, I found myself on the road connecting New York City…
“It could be my house tonight….”
This is the fifth in a series of excerpts from my memoir, The Edge of All the Light You Have (formerly, From Where I Stand). In the cartoon, a portly man, in clothes several sizes too small for him, stands in front of a church, a double-barrel shotgun stuffed under one arm. Above him is…
“…refugees from a war zone”
The fourth in a series of chapters from my memoir, The Edge of All the Light You Have (formerly, From Where I Stand). This post follows “This is our fight, too.” Two days after the shooting, it was Monday morning and back to school. After they dropped us off, Mom and Dad went with MaMaw…
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