There is one thing I wish I had kept when my great grandmother passed away: her poster of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King and the Kennedy Brothers. None of them were perfect men, but all of them have so much to teach us. On the day many of us honor King, I think of… Continue reading great grandma’s mantle
The students enrolled in my Gender, Race and Urban Space class got off to a great start yesterday. We had a wonderful conversation. I loved learning how three of them are former athletes, which resonates given my present book project, which uses the University of Miami football program as a starting place to think about… Continue reading space and place
Tomorrow I meet some of my grad students in “Gender, Race and Urban Space” for the first time. Some of them I will see for the second time (we had a quick meeting before the semester began because of my out-of-town talk during the first week of school). Writings by Gilbert Osofsky, Thomas Bender, Hazel… Continue reading perception
Key West still in my rear view (and that which gives me carpal tunnel). Feeling blessed. Saw my “Amen Corner” in my Am Civ class on first day of teaching. Let’s do this, Spring 2019. #RollTide #TheU
My talk at the Key West Art and Historical Museum went well, I think. It was great meeting a member of the audience from the “Sawyers” of the Bahamas. She is also of Swiss and Seminole descent, if memory serves. I loved seeing the buildings and trees (and roosters) that summoned thoughts of Miami. So… Continue reading key west trip went well
It’s late, but I am packed. Before bed, I looked through a scrapbook and found this old picture of me in my twenties. I am standing in Key West at the southernmost point of the United States. The year is 1992. Headed there to speak 6pm Thursday at Custom House, 281 Front Street in Key… Continue reading black Bahamians in Key West and Beyond
School starts next week. A new year is upon us. Looking forward to upcoming conversation concerning race and space on the Florida peninsula with the Bahamas in view. Above is a photo of turn of the century Bahamian women of African descent in Coconut Grove, the first community I called home in South Florida. Many… Continue reading new year
