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April Fools
Fifty-two years is a lot of unfinished business. This post is drawn from parts of my memoir, From Where I Stand, a story of love that crosses time and race. In this excerpt, William Lucas and I meet again for the first time in five decades. William and I plan to meet on April 1, 2022. April…
Reckoning with Nehemiah
One of the Black singers said, “You know, it’s curious, but none of the white people I’ve ever met have ancestors who owned slaves….” We stood outside Riverside Church in New York City after morning worship, a group of white and Black singers, all of us members of the Riverside Church Choir in the late…
Beyond the Reach of Resurrection
In December 1969, Ridgecrest Baptist Church, the church my father had pastored for nine months, voted to dismiss him, 27-11. The night before, buckshot had ripped through the middle of a party in the parsonage, narrowly missing friends of mine, both Black and white. Ridgecrest fired my dad because he refused first to cancel the…
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