A Place for Remembering and Changing

It is about time you found us. We have been waiting for you! Please make yourself at home as we conjure up some memories for you about the “good ole days.” Did you have an Aunt, Uncle, Grandma, or Grandpa who loved to share his or her memories? Weren’t those times enjoyable as the past was connected to the present? Have you ever gotten lost in a story, a movie, or even a song that took you back to a specific time, place, or person? If so, you have found the right place for remembering.

However, if memories are all that you are looking for, this is NOT the right place for you. What you will find here are real life anecdotes designed to show you that Blacks and Whites are quite similar but unique. You will be challenged to put aside ignorance which causes preconceptions and stereotypes. Don’t worry. You will not be scolded or preached at. In a subtle fashion, you will discover and remember what you already know in your heart. This site will allow you to put your life on pause and then cause you to be refreshed by your reflections on the “good ole days.” Perhaps this site will even help you improve your perception of racial issues in America. Please enjoy.

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The story revolves around two people who lived during the same time, roughly 1950 through the present. The setting is the Detroit Metropolitan Area. Now available on Amazon!

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RIGHT? . . . WRONG? . . . JUST DIFFERENT!

Sitting in the Fisher Theater as one of a handful of white people enjoying TJ Hemphill’s fantastic production of Perilous Times, I was filled with many thoughts. The first of which was why was I in such an overwhelming minority when the play was about a personal...

Glory Days

Whether it is our old Aunt Nellie or our dear Grandmother telling us about the “good old days” or Bruce Springsteen rocking about “glory days,” one thing is in common. As Bruce puts it, “Glory days, well, they’ll pass you by like the wink in a young girl’s eye.” Of...

How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?

Patti Page recorded the song, "How much is that doggie in the window?" in 1952. Probably from time immemorial humans’ attractions to dogs have been very strong. Anyone who has visited an animal shelter or pet store gets the urge to rescue one of those irresistible...

One Piece at a Time

For those of us of the older, let’s just say a more mature generation, having a Cadillac was IT. It is hard to understand what a Cadillac meant back then due to the many choices in today’s luxury car market. Very few if any other choices existed back in the day if...

Blackie and Brownie

I recall early in high school, probably 9th grade in 1963, when my English teacher, who was certainly sympathetic to the social issues of the time, made us aware of the causes of skin color and pigmentation. Why, even within the races, is one person’s skin lighter or...

The Cars

Aptly named for the theme of this blog, ‘70s group The Cars delivered smash hit after smash hit including “Let the Good Times Roll”, “Drive”, and “You’re Just What I Needed”. Americans, especially in Detroit, love their cars. Proof? Why hasn’t there been a mass...

Please Pass the Cherry Kijafa

I can still hear my dear Aunt Helen gleefully requesting a refill on Christmas Eve. What a great time it was with the anticipation of Santa and the cool presents he was sure to bring. This blog is meant to jog your memory as you reminisce about traditions you...

Dee-troit Basketball!

UPDATE: The Detroit Pistons are moving back to downtown Detroit in 2017 but read all about my memories of them in the 60's and 70's. --- The crowd at the Palace of Auburn Hills really gets into it when the announcer starts chanting “Dee-troit Basketball! Dee-troit...