Every now and then a public story will touch a nerve deep within me and I can’t let it go because it is too close to home. I realized that last night when I found myself up later than I had intended to stay up after hearing the story about the current First Lady of …
Long before I was ever a Black Girl in Maine, I was just another Black Girl in Chicago. Chicago is my hometown. I was born and raised there and I spent almost the first 30 years of my life in Chicago. I was born to a young, newly married couple who didn’t have two nickels …
For decades America’s view of what poverty looked like was either some brown or black face in a third world country, urban poverty, again relegated to a brown or black face or poor whites in rural Appalachia. In other words for the vast majority of Americans, poor people were those other people. People whose plight …