by Louise | 13 August 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
A cheerful view of the Georgia Cyclone Reading time: 4 minutes Kyle is the only person who’s ever gotten me to go on a roller coaster. Back when we were still friends, just a year or so after we met, Kyle came to visit me in Atlanta. He wanted us to go to Six...
by Louise | 16 July 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
Reading time: 2 minutes Do you take on all the wrongs of your race? What I mean is, when someone like you does something insensitive or prejudiced or even racist, do you feel as bad as if you did it yourself? I used to watch this series on PBS called Independent...
by Louise | 18 June 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
Kyle, visiting me in Atlanta Reading time: 3 minutes See that smiling, skinny, impish young man in the photo? That’s Kyle, the first time he came to visit me. I was living in Atlanta, in a townhouse in an apartment complex, and Kyle’s sitting at the table in my dining...
by Louise | 11 June 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
Reading time: 4 minutes Sunday morning, I was sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast, as Mr. and Mrs. Jones were getting ready to go to Sunday School. Mr. Jones started talking about this new suit that a friend of his had gotten, how nice it was, how well it...
by Louise | 4 June 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
Kyle’s Parents’ House Reading time: 5 minutes Kyle flew to Baltimore from Seattle, so we could drive down to Danville together. Before we left, I made him help me wash my car. I wanted to impress his parents. What a silly thing! Not that I wanted to...
by Louise | 28 May 2017 | Chapters, Early Years with Kyle |
Shockoe Baptist Church, Java, Virginia Reading time: 4 minutes “Black people come in all different shades, don’t they?” I asked my friend Crissa. “So will they notice I’m white?” “Honey,” replied Crissa, “they’ll notice.” It was May 2000, and I was asking Crissa what...
