A Change Of Address

I stepped off the shuttle van at the Miami Airport Doubletree hotel, barely glancing at the huge chocolate chip cookie emblazoned on the side of the vehicle. I was more concerned with getting the group members traveling with me into their rooms than I was on the warm, sweet treat promised at check-in. I wasn’t … Continue reading A Change Of Address


A Windy Day in a City Park

Yesterday I stood in the midst of a rather large crowd of people in the city park of a small, rural town in mid-Missouri. The people in the crowd were Black, White, Brown, and Yellow, and not just in token numbers; if divided, there would have been fair representation of them all. One of the … Continue reading A Windy Day in a City Park