A few days ago, I went into my company’s Midtown Manhattan office for a team lunch. I work most of the time remotely but enjoy switching up my schedule and connecting with my team face-to-face. However, as soon as I stepped out of Grand Central that morning, I was hugged by a thick blanket of […]
Read MoreMy Grandma left her home in the rural South in the early 1950s. Grandma was part of the flood of Black Mississippians’ who poured North during the Great Migration. She initially settled in Illinois, where she met a fellow Mississippi migrant named Willie. Grandma and Willie would have three children, two girls, and one boy. […]
Read MoreI’ve walked various paths in my four decades and had multiple incarnations. One of my earliest incarnations-but not my first-is what my grandmother molded me to be. Rose’s grandbaby, who lived with her, was a devout Missionary Baptist girl in this version. She rose at 7am every Sunday morning. She attended Sunday School, Morning Worship, […]
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