Do You Understand?

For a solid week before another native son died, the song played through my mind: “Good morning, America. How are ‘ya? Don’t ‘ya know me? I’m your native son . . . .” If only the message was understood. Maybe someone could have reached out. Maybe he would have listened. Just. This. Once. … More Do You Understand?

Valentine Wake-Up Call

Six a.m. I yawned. We were newlyweds and it was Valentine’s Day. Even though it was my day off, I wanted to do something nice for my husband before his twenty-four hour shift. While I made breakfast, the radio blared with love songs. The DJ said something about Valentine’s Day tributes for the next few … More Valentine Wake-Up Call