I am sitting across from my cousin Leecee on a balmy Thursday evening, sipping on rum punch. Her luminous, almond-shaped brown eyes glow as she animatedly fills me in on her new position and regales me with tales of working on The Hill. It is hard to believe that this is the little girl who […]
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In the fall of 1992 I entered the Seventh grade. By that time nearly two years had passed since my mama relocated us to Seattle from San Diego. I’d come to terms with the fact that this wet, perpetually gray city was now my home. This was an improvement from 1990, when I was given […]
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This week I began working on my long-neglected collection of stories about growing up with my maternal Grandma. Life is going quite well for us in general. My daughter is nearing her teen years and beginning her ascent to higher education, success and independence. I have made recent changes that benefit us both financially and […]
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