It's just a square building made of white planks with a gray pyramid roof settled on top, like a hat that's a little bit too big. The building could have been the inspiration for the schoolhouse in the Little House on the Prairie books...
I really don't know much about black history. Considering it's black history month, I feel it's important to admit this...
Like that orange cat Garfield, most people with traditional "9 to 5" jobs don't love Mondays. So to brighten up my Monday, and hopefully someone else's...
I've often thought about what it would be like to open a book and have it magically pull me into its pages. If you're a reader, you've probably thought the same thing at some point or imagined what it would be like to walk the streets of a novel or converse with the characters of history.
When visiting Colonial Williamsburg, you talk a lot about dead people. You even meet them on the street. But, those are actors not ghosts. To see the real ghosts you have to go ghost hunting for the hauntings...
I've been wanting to read March: Book One for quite a while now. The concept intrigued me, a graphic novel series chronicling the life of John Lewis...
If you are a metaphorical frequent flier on my blog, you know that I am a frequent flier in the skies. And this week I jetted off again. This time to Atlanta, with my book in tow as always because it's fun to take a shot or two of the city I'm visiting with it if I can...
I recently went to the San Francisco ballet and wrote a blog about it. What I didn't mention in that blog was that right after the ballet ended, we headed over to a protest across the street. And in the sea of black ink on poster board, I realized something important was missing...
When I think of a museum, I usually think of large flowing landscapes, giant replicas of extinct species, airplanes or artifacts. I think of stark white rooms, bright marble hallways, large arching ceilings and glass enclosed cases. I don't usually think of a glowing projection of John Lennon on a bathroom floor. But, that's the kind of thing you get at the O Museum, in Washington, DC...
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