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The Legend of Diddley Squatt: A Novella from a Brother Fella by Duane Lance Filer

The Legend of Diddley Squatt: A Novella from a Brother Fella by Duane Lance Filer

Sometime during the middle of the twentieth century, a black child is born in Rundown City, Mississippi, to rundown parents. After Diddley Squatt’s sixteen-year-old mother splits the scene and leaves him in the care of his grandmother, Momma Squatt, Diddley settles into a new life within her three-story hotel/brothel, the Copp-A-Squatt Inn.

As he grows older and is nicknamed Young Didd, the boy is unfortunately bullied because of his unusual name and life circumstances. Luckily Diddley develops a thick skin and learns that love is better than hate, thanks to the nurturing, lessons, and mentoring provided by his grandmother and the strong ladies who, along with a goo-gaggle of Inn customers that include famous musicians, soldiers on leave, and politicians, visit the brothel.

While on his unique coming-of-age journey, Diddley also uncovers the mystical powers behind a magical harmonica that allow him to bond with creatures he never imagined could become his best friends, and who could somehow lead him to a new destiny.

In this urban novella, a black boy growing up in the south must somehow learn to find his way in life after his mother abandons him, with help from well-meaning people.

 

Listen to a reading from The Legend of Diddley Squatt – http://www.audioacrobat.com/note/C758D31k

 

5-Star Book Review Written by Ernest Hamilton
A story of overcoming life’s oddities and the ability to persevere by finding the best that humankind has to offer. I Loved this funky tale of bullying and hope. It took me back to the days of the chitlin circuit when blacks could only stay in certain areas, YET THEY HAD A BALL! I love the various characters and how they each had a hand in making sure Diddley made it through his initial life years. This story needs to be made into a movie!!!

 

Excerpt: The Legend of Diddley Squatt by Duane Lance Filer

Didd was on the back porch of the Copp-A-Squatt; just sitting on the porch looking out into the back woods with his trusty harmonica in his mouth – playing this old blues tune known as “Squirrel Meat Stew” he had picked up. These old houses really never had any back fences, and backyards just ran out into the woods. This was good, because deer, possums, raccoons, and rats – all these different animals would run up to the end where the brown grass part ended – and you could bond with the animals.

Didd loved to just sit on the porch and watch and feed the animals. When nobody was looking, he would rumble through the trash bin where Oscar (one of Momma’s house men others called a “pimp”) and the other help would throw the garbage after eating. He’d dig through the trash and get the leftovers – squish them in a paper bag and place it out on the edge of the backyard/woods area. He’d sit there and watch the animals come eat. They loved the food. Then, one day, something really strange happened!

Didd was putting some of the leftovers out on the rickety back fence for the animals. He put out some pork-chop bones, some un-eaten grits, some egg remnants, burnt toast – all just laid it across the fence, when this possum came up and acted like he wasn’t scared at all.

Then to Didd’s amazement the possum started talking: “Thanks young Diddley. All the animals have been watching you from afar and we appreciate all the food you bring out here to us. It all tastes good and keep it coming.”

“Possum’s can’t talk?” Didd said.

“Why not? Why can’t we?” said the possum, “you humans just think we can’t talk because you can imagine the trouble we would be in if humans knew we could talk. We just choose not to talk. But to some few humans that we feel comfortable with, we will talk. Diddley Squatt, you are one of the few humans we feel comfortable talking around. My friends will talk to you, you’ll see.”

“Wow” said young Diddley. “I love all animals. I mean I really like animals more than people. Animals always let you know how they feel.”

“You’re welcome” said the possum. “My name is Percy Possum– and I’ve been hanging back here in Momma Squatt’s backyard for years. Lots of action at this whorehouse, so there is always a lot of extra discarded food in the garbage. I hope we can be friends.” Percy extends his free hand while holding onto his food with the other.

Young Diddley had seen this before from the johns, the shaking of hands, and knew he must respond. So, he shifted over to the back of the fence and shook Percy’s free hand. The bond was set!

Before he left, Percy said, “You don’t happen to have any fresh food on you young Didd- do you?”

“I have my lunch, a tomato sandwich. Sorry, but I don’t eat meat. I could never eat something that once breathed like me. One of the johns said that makes me a “VE-GEE-TARIAN. You are more than welcome to my sandwich,” said Didd as he pushed the sandwich into Percy’s paws.

Percy switched his tail in happiness. “Thanks, I can share this fresh tomato sandwich with the rest of the animals. We possums eat anything – we even have a few ‘vegetarians’ that I’m aware. I knew you were special; and keep playing that harmonica. We animals sense something magical when we hear you playing. See you later young Diddley,” said Percy.

“I’m sure we will be talking more in the future. Like I said, you are one of the exceptional ones.” Percy slowly crept back into the woods; his teeth holding the bag of discarded food and the tomato sandwich bag in his hands.

“Wow!’ was all Diddley could say.

( Continued… )

© 2017 All rights reserved. Book excerpt reprinted by permission of the author, Duane Lance Filer. Do not reproduce, copy or use without the author’s written permission. This excerpt is used for promotional purposes only.

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Living the Empty Carriage Way of Life: Childless By Choice by Marian L. Thomas

Living the Empty Carriage Way of Life: Childless By Choice
by Marian L. Thomas 

Author Marian L. Thomas delivers a hilarious, yet candid discussion of why she made the life-long decision to remain childless. This chapbook has the perfect blend of non-fiction and fictional elements that make it the perfect recipe for a delightful read.

According to a recent article in the Huffington Post, “Millennial-focused media is just beginning to recognize this emerging mindset and celebrities are popularizing and glamorizing this path, too, with powerful women like Chelsea Handler, Zooey Deschanel and Cameron Diaz leading the charge.”

Thomas said it’s a myth that she just doesn’t like children. “It’s like saying, I don’t like ice cream. I don’t want to make it, but I certainly enjoy it on occasion. Similarly, I don’t want children, but I certainly do love children…I don’t want to babysit them either (just in case any of my friends are reading this book). I’m okay with being childless!”

Another article from the Huffington Post reported the happiest couples are those without children– at least, that’s according to research out of the United Kingdom’s Open University. The study titled “Enduring Love?” found that childless married and unmarried couples reported being more satisfied in life and feeling more valued by their partners than did pairs with kids. Unmarried parents were found to be slightly happier than married parents.”

Thomas was also quoted as stating: “Being childless, is not a revolution. Being childless can be a good decision for you. Your decision to remain childless doesn’t need validation from others.”


For more information on how to order the book, please visit the website:  http://www.theemptycarriagelife.com 

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Featured Article: Is Stress Damaging Your Marriage? by Jewell R. Powell

Is Stress Damaging Your Marriage?
by Jewell R. Powell

Life is busy. Life is stressful. These are facts of life, but how we handle that busyness and stress makes all the difference in our lives and especially in our marriage. A common scenario for busy couples is for the husband and wife to get wrapped up in their individual projects and issues. Instead of managing the stress together, they may find themselves trying to deal with it all alone, which can actually create space between husband and wife, rather than creating unity. Being able to identify when stress may be damaging your marriage is the first step for taking control, so you and your spouse can work together to focus on protecting and strengthening your relationship. 

The Bible actually addresses stress and anxiety many times and for good reason. Our human side, our flesh has a tendency to give into stress, so we NEED the reminders and promises from God to help us keep our Godly focus and know where to turn when challenging times come. Can you identify certain issues in your life that create the most stress? Whether they are problems within the marriage itself or external stressors, the same promises from God apply.


Stressors Are To Be Expected

In Isaiah 40: 30,31, we can read,

Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” This verse shows us that YES stressors will come, you will grow weary, you will fall, but when you place your trust in the Lord, your strength will be renewed and you will soar.

So don’t get down on yourself or your marriage if you and your spouse are experiencing stress. This is normal and to be expected. However, allowing stress to damage your marriage relationship is where you have to draw the line. While we cannot control the stressors we encounter in life, we can control our responses.  Choosing the right responses to stress will minimize or even eliminate problems it can create in marriage.


5 Ways to Deal with Stress as a Couple

Whether you are newly married or have been married for years, learning how to deal with stress as a couple is a learned skill. Rarely is it something that people just know how to do intuitively. Instead, it is a choice that one must make. However, it is never too late in the marriage to begin making good choices and learning new coping skills.

Unfortunately, too many people rely on unhealthy coping mechanisms that do not strengthen the marriage and in most cases do nothing to alleviate stress and may even cause MORE stress. Alcohol, drugs, sex, affairs, gambling, overeating and shopping are some of the activities that may seem to improve stress levels for a moment, but the repercussions can be devastating. 

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Participant in Life

I do believe that it is extremely important that each one of us is a participant in life and what’s going on around us rather than being a spectator to it and if you do that, if you participate in the world, in your community, your school, your company, or your country, whatever… they you will be useful and hopefully leave the planet a little better. —Janet Holmes a Court

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Paying Respect to Humanity and God

Part of our essential humanity is paying respect to what God gave us and what will be here a long time after we’re gone. Bill Clinton

Let us all take more responsibility, not only for ourselves and our families but for our communities and our country. Bill Clinton

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Black Pearls Humor: Somewhat Saved by Pat G’Orge-Walker

Somewhat Saved
by Pat G’Orge-Walker

Mother Sasha Pray Onn and Mother Bea Blister are the founding matrons of the Ain’t Nobody Saved but Us—All Others Goin’ to Hell Church. And don’t let their ages fool you, these senior citizens live on the edge—of Christianity, that is.
But when their new pastor decides to reorganize the Mothers Board in time for the upcoming Las Vegas conference, and asks their nemesis, Sister Betty, to run for President, Mothers Onn and Blister decide to knock Betty off her sanctified perch. Soon the race is on and these spirited ladies are determined to emerge victorious. When the women finally reach Las Vegas something strange happens. Mother Blister befriends a destitute young woman harboring a secret from her past. Buy the Book

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Rod oF God Comedy Live…Laughter Is Legal

Comedian Rod Allison’s tribute to a real life character, a deacon from his hometown that always sang songs in church without knowing the words…even Christmas Carols! (from Rod’s DVD “The Best of Rod of God Comedy”)(From “The Best of Rod of God Comedy” DVD)

Whether he’s performing hilarious stand-up comedy, playing the trumpet or giving motivational speeches to national and international audiences, Comedian/Singer/Trumpeteer Rod Allison (aka Rod of God Comedy) is truly committed to presenting positive entertainment.

His career has been highlighted by performances ranging from large national stages to smaller, more intimate venues including:

· Performances with Legendary Recording Artists such as: Kirk Franklin; CeCe Winans; Byron Cage; Kelly Price; Vickie Winans; Karen Clark Sheard; Kim Burrell; Richard Smallwood & Vision; Tramaine Hawkins; The Mighty Clouds of Joy; Shirley Murdock; etc.

· For several corporations and organizations such as: Pfizer Inc.; Novartis, Inc.; Radio One Inc.; The National Medical Association; Christian Connection Network, Inc.; Urban Sports & Entertainment Group; etc.

· Performances in diverse settings for audiences of all ages, races and backgrounds including: The National Museum of Women in the Arts (Washington, D.C.); CIAA Basketball Tournament Soulabration; Full Gospel Baptist Church Fellowship International Conference (Phoenix, AZ); 100.3 FM “The Beat”(Los Angeles); numerous churches (various denominations); colleges; and organizations

The many faces of this phenomenal entertainer include that of a gifted trumpeteer and singer. Rod was a featured trumpet soloist for the highly acclaimed NCCU Jazz Band which performed with the Count Basie Orchestra, Brandford Marsalis and other notable musicians. Further, he is a powerful motivational speaker and emcee with a unique ability to captivate his audience.

In response to requests from fans nationwide, Rod released his first video, “The Best of Rod of God Comedy”, featuring a compilation of his signature comedy material in 2006. In 2008 Rod recorded his first Live DVD, “Rod oF God Comedy Live…Laughter Is Legal”, which features a full-length comedy, singing and trumpet-playing performance.

Rod is known as the “Attorney by Day and Comedian by Night Entertainer”
because… believe it or not, this entertainer is also a lawyer! When he’s not performing, Rod can be found providing legal services at his private law practice in North Carolina. He graduated from North Carolina Central University in 1995 as class valedictorian and earned his law degree from UNC-Chapel Hill in 1998. Rod inspires audiences, young and old, to not only dream big…but to then go and grab their dreams!

Simply put, Rod is living proof that there is still a place for Good Clean Comedy!
Website for Rod of God Comedy:
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Some thoughts to guide us…

Some thoughts to guide us during this upcoming year….
(Tell us your thoughts on this inspirational selection)

1. Faith is the ability to not panic.

2. If you worry, you didn’t pray. If you pray, don’t worry.

3. As a child of God, prayer is kind of like calling home every day.

4. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.

5. Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted.

6. Laugh every day. It’s like inner jogging.

7. The most important things in your home are the people.

8. There is no key to happiness. The door is always open.

9. A grudge is a heavy thing to carry.

10. He who dies with the most toys is still dead.

11. We do not remember days, but moments. Life moves too fast, so enjoy your precious moments.

12. Surviving and living your life successfully requires courage. The goals and dreams you’re seeking require courage and risk-taking. Learn from the turtle — it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.

13. Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.

14. Do the math. Count your blessings.

15. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.

16. Dear God: I have a problem. It’s me.

17. When we get tangled up in our problems, be still. God wants us to be still so He can untangle the knot.

— author unknown; this was sent to me in a forward. If you know the source, please share it with me so that I can give them their rightful credit for being awesome!

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Inspirations: Life is Too Short

Life is Too Short

(Lies Lovers Tell by Zuri Day)

The worst thing is holding on to someone who doesn’t want to be held on to.

Don’t fall for someone unless they’re willing to catch you.

The thing about falling in love is that if you do it right, you’ll never hit the ground.

Life is too short to be anything but happy. So kiss slowly, love deeply and forgive quickly.

Take chances and never have regrets.

Forget the past but remember what it taught you.

Sometimes, you just have to smile, pretend everything’s okay, hold back the tears and walk away.

If you want to see the rainbow you must go through the rain. If you want true love you must go through the pain.

Women were made from a man’s rib, not from his head to be superior not from his feet to be walked on, but from his side to be equal, from under the arm to be protected and from next to the heart to be loved.

Author Unknown, but dearly celebrated!

Note: I am not sure of the original title of this piece or the author. If you know of the author or what the original piece contains, please share it with us. I would love to interview the person who wrote it or at least give them the credit due. This is brilliant and needs to be part of a book!

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Poem: A Mighty King

A Mighty King

To a proud family, a mighty King was born
From the hallowed halls of heaven, he was torn
Planted safely in the core of a peach
A place under the sun where Auburn is sweet
A black metropolis back in 1929
On the 15th day of the year, it was his time

In the two-story Victorian home where he lived
He learned to love and he grew to give
Of powerful men, he was the next generation
To bring a message of peace to the entire nation

He would speak God’s word and classic poetry
An upstanding pillar he was and will ever be
Strengthened by a mother and grandmother’s love
Empowered by a divine side, connected from above
Mused by his powers and moved by his beliefs
Challenged by anti-muse, the countless lying thieves

He finished high school at a tender fifteen
Then graduated Morehouse with his first degree
A theology seminary by the name of Crozer
Was his home for three years and brought him closer
To Boston, where he would earn his third degree
And meet the matriarch of his own family
An artistic and intellectual woman I see
With four children proudly standing

A pastor, he became in 1954
A crusader for justice knocked on Jim Crow’s door
He was the shepherd to a flock on Dexter Avenue
Where he preached against hatred and abuse
I can hear the angels sing: the torch was passed
He saw the day when we all would be free at last

I was not there when he was relegated
To the rear of establishments, so segregated
I was not there when the walking began
For 382 days against the unlawful ordinance
I was not there when they bombed his home
But I know that he and his family were never alone

As Jim Crow suffered from a blackened eye
King traveled and spoke over two thousand times
Each message carefully crafted was divine
The marches he led brought sight to the blind
From the Birmingham Jail to Time Magazine
This Nobel Peace Prize winner was a mighty King

by John D. Evans
Copyright 2009. All Rights Reserved.

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Poem: THE SISTAH CIRCLE

THE SISTAH CIRCLE
(May The Circle Be Unbroken)

My sistah friends,
Our lives are all
Intertwined,
Intermingled,
Interlocked;
Absolutely,
Concretely,
Completely,
Somehow.
As in the marriage ceremony,
When the minister explains the rings
As symbols,
As circles,
Representing a continuum;
Representing the unending
So are we.
That is what we are
You and Me.
I am in You
And You are in Me
Somehow.
We have been pronounced one,
By our common experiences,
By our bloodline,
By our shared history, our shared heritage, our shared hope.
We are a part of the constant ebb and flow Of the universe and the circle of life.
It is proclaimed
“Enter these portals and learn
Depart and give to others”.
“Enter what portals?”, we say.
“Give what to others?”, we ask.
We enter the portals of Life, of Love, of Marriage, Divorce,
Heartbreak, Hardship,Heartaches.
We learn lessons,
Sometimes, very hard lessons.
We must give from those lessons learned
Pour out the elixers
From the wellsprings, the pitchers of knowledge and wisdom
For others to drink
To be filled, refreshed, renewed and revived.
It is our duty to God, to our forefathers, to others and to ourselves.
It is our duty to give back, to share, to assist, to contribute.
As those who have gone on before us,
Who helped us to to navigate the winding paths,
We must teach, inspire, encourage, help and heal.
Like it has been done for each of us
Like it has been given to each of us
We must do the same.
Swaying back and forth on those
Old wooden benches
In that old country church
Our mothers had us in mind
Had our futures in mind
Had this future in mind
As they sang
To us, about us, for us
My Sistahfriends
The Circle of Friends
May The Circle Be Unboken
May The Circle Be Unbroken
By and By Lord
By and By.

Copyright 2009. All Rights Reserved. PATRICIA NEELY-DORSEY author of Reflections of a Mississippi Magnolia-A Life in Poems

“Meet Mississippi Through Poetry, Prose and The Written Word”

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Beauty Of A Woman by Katrina Mitchell

The Beauty Of A Woman by Katrina Mitchell

The beauty of a woman
resides withinbeyond the surface
underneath the skin
Inside the shell
virtue liesnot the swinging of hips
nor the look of her eyes
The beauty of a womanis behind the veil
in the secret place
where her heart dwells

Copyright 2008, Katrina L Mitchell
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Daily Inspiration

And there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space. ~ Khalil Gibran ~


Giving is the highest form of potency. In the very act of giving, I experience my strength, my wealth, my power … I experience myself as overflowing, spending, alive, hence as joyous.
~ Erich Fromm ~

If you can’t have what you want, be grateful for what you have. Keep thinking constantly of all the big things you have to be thankful for instead of complaining about the little things that annoy you.
~ Dale Carnegie ~

 

Saint of the Little Ways

Saint Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways. Meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with great love. She is also the patron Saint of flower growers and florists. She is represented by roses. May everyone who receives this message be blessed.

REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That’s all you have to do. There is nothing attached. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. Did you make a wish yet? If you don’t make a wish, it won’t come true. Don’t read until you make that life changing wish! This is your last chance to make a wish!

St. Theresa’s Prayer: May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith. May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content. Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.

Now, send this to 12 people you care about within the next 5 minutes. Tell us below some of the things that would make life better for you today. Would it be money, better health or just more wisdom?

 

Greedy, Greedy Man

An Aboriginal Queensland jackeroo is overseeing his herd in remote territory when suddenly a brand-new 4X4 advances out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young man in a designer suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, ‘If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?

‘The jackaroo looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, ‘Sure, why not?’

The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.

The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany.

Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel Spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response.

Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the cowboy and says, ‘You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves.’Well, I guess you can take one of my calves,’ says the jackeroo.

He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.

Then the jackeroo says to the young man, ‘Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?’The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, ‘Okay, why not?”You work for the Australian Government’, says the Jackeroo.

‘Wow! That’s correct,’ says the yuppie, ‘but how did you guess that?” No guessing required.’ answered the jackeroo.

‘You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked.

You used all kinds of expensive equipment that clearly somebody else paid for, You tried to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don’t know a thing about cows … this is a herd of sheep. Now give me back my dog.’

 
 

Inauguration Ball 2009


Inauguration Ball 2009

Guests began arriving early. There are no place cards and no name tags. Everyone knows everyone else here. Now, there’s a grand foursome – Malcolm X and Betty Shabazz sharing laughs with Martin and Coretta Scott King.

Looks like Hosea Williams refused the limo again, keeping it real. And my goodness; is that Rosa Parks out there on the dance floor with A. Phillip Randolph? Seated at a nearby table, Frederick Douglass has a captive audience in W.E.B. DuBois and Fannie Lou Hamer, and Medgar Evers has just joined them.

Marian Anderson was asked to sing tonight, but she only agreed to do it if accompanied by Marvin Gaye, John Lennon and Jimi Hendrix. Look, there’s Harriet Tubman. No one knows how she arrived, but there she is. And my guess is that, when the time comes, no one will see her leave. There’s Jackie Robinson swiftly making his way through the hall as the crowd parts like the Red Sea to the unmistakable sound of applause. “Run, Jackie, run!” Along the way he is embraced by Jesse Owens. Three beautiful young women arrive with their escorts – Schwerner, Goodman and Chaney.

Ms. Viola Liuzzo flew in from Michiga n, exclaiming, “I could not miss this.” Richard Pryor promised to be on his best behavior. “But I can’t make any guarantees for Redd Foxx and Moms Mabley,” he chuckled. Joe Louis just faked a quick jab to the chin of Jack Johnson, who smiled broadly while slipping it. We saw Billy Eckstine and Nat King Cole greet Luther Van Dross. James Brown and Josh Gibson stopped at Walter Payton’s table to say hello.

I spotted Congressman Adam Clayton Powell of Harlem having a lively political discussion with Eldridge Cleaver. Pearl Harbor WWII hero Dorey Miller shared a few thoughts with Crispus Attucks, a hero of the Revolutionary War. And there is Madam C.J. Walker talking with Marcus Garvey about exporting goods to Africa.

General Benjamin O. Davis flew into Washington safely with an escort from the 99th Fighter Squadron – better known as The Tuskegee Airmen. At the table on the left are three formidable women – Shirley Chisholm, Sojourner Truth, and Barbara Jordan – gathered for a little girl-talk… about world politics. As usual, all the science nerds seem to have gathered off in a corner, talking shop.

There’s Granville T. Woods and Lewis Latimer needling each other about whose inventions are better. Someone jokingly asked Benjamin Banneker if he had needed directions to Washington. And George Washington Carver was overheard asking, “What, no peanuts?” Dueling bands? Anytime Duke Ellington and Count Basie get together, you know the place will be jumping. Tonight is special, of course, so we have Miles, Dizzy, and Satchmo sitting in on trumpet, with Coltrane, Cannonball, and Bird on sax.

Everyone’s attention is directed to the dance floor where Bill “Bojangles” Robinson is tap dancing. Right beside him is Sammy Davis Jr., doing his Bojangles routine. And behind his back, Gregory Hines is imitating them both. Applause and laughter abound! The Hollywood contingent has just arrived from the Coast.

Led by filmmaker Oscar Micheaux, Paul Robeson, Canada Lee, and Hattie McDaniel, they find their way to their tables. Dorothy Dandridge, looking exquisite in gold lamé, is seen signaling to her husband, Harold Nicholas, who is standing on the floor with brother Fayard watching Gregory Hines dance. “Hold me back,” quips Harold, “before I show that youngster how it’s done.” Much laughter!

Then a sudden hush comes over the room. The guests of honor have arrived. The President and Mrs. Obama looked out across the enormous ballroom at all the historic faces. Very many smiles, precious few dry eyes. Someone shouted out, “You did it! You did it!” And President Obama replied, “No sir, you did it; you all – each and every one of you – did it. Your guidance and encouragement; your hard work and perseverance…” Obama paused, perhaps holding back a tear. “I look at your faces – your beautiful faces – and I am reminded that The White House was built by faces that looked just like yours.

On October 3, 1792, the cornerstone of the White House was laid, and the foundations and main residence of The White House were built mostly by both enslaved and free African Americans and paid Europeans. In fact, most of the other construction work was performed by immigrants, many of whom had not yet become citizens. Much of the brick and plaster work was performed by Irish and Italian immigrants. The sandstone walls were built by Scottish immigrants. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is that The White House is, ultimately, The People’s House, with each President serving as its steward.

Since 1792 The People have trimmed its hedges, mowed its lawn, stood guard at the gate, cooked meals in the kitchen, and scrubbed its toilet bowls. But 216 years later, The People are taking it back! “Today, Michelle and I usher in a new era. But while we and our family look toward the future with so much hope, we know that we must also acknowledge fully this milestone in our journey.

We want to thank each and every one of you for all you have done to make this day possible. I stand here before you, humbled and in awe of your accomplishments and sacrifice, and I will dedicate my Presidency, in your honor, to the principles of peace, liberty and freedom.

If it ever appears that I’m forgetting that, I know I can count on you to remind me.” Then he pointed to me near the stage…”Kenyada, isn’t it time for you to wake up for work? Isn’t it time for all of us to wake up and get to work?” Suddenly I awake and sit up in bed with a knowing smile. My wife stirs and sleepily asks if I’m OK. “I’ve never been better,” I replied, “Never better. It’s gonna be a good day.”

Writtern by: Richard Kenyada, Atlanta

ROSA SAT
SO MARTIN COULD WALK
MARTIN WALKED SO
JESSEE COULD RUN
OBAMA WON AND OUR CHILDREN WILL FLY!

“Inauguration Ball 2009” — Since I first posted it on the Internet about a week before the election, it has been copied onto websites, blogs and emails going all over the world. www.dailykos.com/story/2008/10/29/1643/9807/819/645987
Writtern by: Richard Kenyada, Atlanta

Warmest regards,

Ella Curry, President/CEO EDC Creations
Black Author Network Radio-Founder
Sankofa Literary Society-Founder

 
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Posted by on November 20, 2008 in Humor and Inspiration

 

Prayer for my Sisters

Dear God:

The lady reading this
Is beautiful, classy and
Strong and I love her.

Help her live her life to the fullest.
Please promote her and her cause to excel above her expectations.
Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love.
Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most
And
Let her know when she walks with you;

She will always be safe.

Love you Sis!!!!
 
 

What do Pumpkins and Christians have in Common?

From one pumpkin to another!!

A woman was asked by a coworker, ‘What is it like to be a Christian?’The coworker replied, ‘It is like being a pumpkin.’

God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you.

Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff.He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed.

Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see.’This was passed on to me by another pumpkin.

Now it’s your turn to pass it to other pumpkins.

I liked this enough to send it to all the pumpkins in my patch.

 
 
 
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