They entered the Olympic Stadium with such majesty. The music resounded in pomp and circumstance style, ushering in athletes from around the world; all races, all colors, Read more...
Author: Amy Bryant
African Americans are known to make some of the best barbeque imaginable. And our Fourth of July celebrations are unmatched. Over the years, I’ve participated in countless Read more...
I’m not a patient person by nature. I like things to go my way. When I pray, “Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,” I prefer the Read more...
I was seated at a poolside table. I looked up and our eyes locked. He came toward me . . . both of our arms outstretched. “My Read more...
I binge watched the trial of George Floyd’s killer, never expecting that justice would be served. I listened attentively to the and definitions of police policy and Read more...
“Have you got your shots yet?” “Got my first one last week.” “I’ve got both—what a weight off my shoulders. I’m feeling relieved and hopeful.” For many Read more...
I’ve always felt that Black history should not be limited to a month—February to be exact—which is why I’m posting my Black history blog in March. Read more...
I approach the bayou pond. A family of four stands blocking my path. Grandpa, grandma, mom, and a little girl no more than eighteen months of age. Read more...
We can no longer be led by politics. Politics must take a second place to ideals. Selfishness, revenge, division have not worked. Because of these our democracy Read more...
In recent years, I’ve stopped making the traditional New Year’s Resolutions. I’ve reached the age where I’ve mastered proper exercise and diet, the typical resolutions of so Read more...