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The Sound Of White Silence

At age 53, I’m finally beginning to understand what it means to be privileged in my white covered skin. Only until recently in the last year—when I’ve seen the word Caucasian as one of the boxes to check, all I want to do—is white it out. I am a melting pot mix of...

My Black is Chocolate

Remember years ago, how great we felt when we learned that we were a spring/summer or a fall/winter gal? I remember how empowering it was to know something so simple, yet so helpful, like which colors I look best in, so that I could easily decide what makeup to buy or...

And The Merit Goes To…

When I entered my 911 show clip to the Massachusetts Broadcasters Association 2017 Sound Bites for the Feature Story category, I was so honored at Mr. Ed Perry’s suggestion to enter, that I felt like I had already won. It’s a cliche I know, but it’s true. September...

Is this Love?

Recently I gave a presentation and asked if anyone in the room set resolutions this year. I don’t think anyone raised their hand, to which I was pleasantly surprised. Who wants to set themselves up for failure at the beginning of each year? Unless you are one of the...

Free to be Me

Suddenly I’m starving.   To make the most of my time, I decide to stay in the area and have a nice lunch between meetings.  I spend ten minutes wrapping up my phone before going inside.  As I approach the desk, I playfully share that I am alone, in an over the top...