Unlike me, with my round body, chubby cheeks, and inherent shyness, my paternal grandmother was a prideful, slender woman. She was caramel colored with fine, flowing hair that she effortlessly pinned in an updo most days. A former school teacher, for many White folks in our small southern town, sheRead More →

It’s the small foxes that spoil the vine, says Song of Solomon 2:15. When we think of foxes, words like stealth and sly come to mind. Most of us would not entertain a mature or large fox because we are well aware of the damage they can cause. Small onesRead More →