By LeRoi Jones Each Morning I go down to Gansevoort St. and stand on the docks. I stare out at the horizon until it gets up and comes to embrace me. I make believe it is my father. This is known as genealogy. I love poetry and genealogy. When the 2 come together it's FABULOUS! Enjoy.
Weddings encompass many things, a legal contract, a spiritual contract, a party, a joining of 2 people and a joining of 2 families. I recently attended the wedding of one of my nieces in California. There wasn't much time to plan, however I was blessed to be be able to attend. My brother,... Continue Reading →
To forget one’s ancestor’s is to be a brook without a source, a tree without root -Unknown