Back in the Day

With rare exceptions, I speak daily with a close friend that has been in my life since we were at Sulzberger Junior High School and is also a fraternity brother. This roughly 70-year relationship with Robert “Rob-Roy” Ridley, results in conversations that invariably focus on past events in o…

In recognition of The Tribune’s supplement on Race in America, I am devoting today’s column to the challenges of Black folk in public education. A decision that I find troubling but was of tremendous support for many is my focus. That decision is, Brown vs. the Board of Education of 1954.

Approximately every 10 days, I remove items from the hamper in my bathroom, take them downstairs to the laundry room, and allow the washer to fill with water as I place Tide detergent and Clorox in the washing machine. While doing this last weekend, my mind drifted back in time to the days w…

Regular readers of my column recall that I focused on kitchen items of the past several weeks ago. Then, last week I turned to the disappearance of wallpaper in recent years. Both of these columns generated many comments.

Last week, while spending time in my bathroom, my eyes became fixed on the walls. My bathroom walls have not changed in 40 years except for the hanging of a few historical and well-known Black-related prints. It occurred to me that what I saw exists in two other bathrooms, my office/den, and…

Many everyday experiences generate ideas for my weekly column. Such was the case last Friday when I sat down at the kitchen table for breakfast. My breakfast tends to be rather monotonous, nothing elaborate; orange or apple juice, cold tea, a bowl of Cheerios, sometimes a bowl of grits, a sa…

Last night, all of us did the same thing. If not, you did it at some point during the past 24 hours. After all, it is something that you cannot avoid and without it, survival is impossible. We cannot survive without getting the sleep we require.

Last week, in a conversation with a Tribune employee, I learned that he would not be in the office on a particular day as he was having a refrigerator delivered to his home. Having knowledge of experiences of others with home deliveries, he was anxious about this delivery. Like many of you, …

Before words come out of your mouth, choose them carefully. Some of you are old enough to recall the days when you could say anything that came to mind without repercussions. But the 1970s arrived, and things drastically changed. We learned that not all that was on one’s mind should be spoke…

On many occasions, I have shared with you how I come up with ideas for my Sunday trips to the past. I reflect on my childhood as one source for ideas. Current events compared with ways of the past is another source of ideas for this column. Other sources include the vivid dreams I often have…

I watched with interest the congressional hearings of the postmaster general, Louis DeJoy. Even before these hearings, I had been thinking about the post office and its significance in our everyday life. There was a time when sending or receiving a letter or card was only possible through th…