Tag Archives: Harlem

November 02

An Afternoon at the Schomburg

There was a time when the sight of the black berets, chic black leather coats, and massive Afros that symbolized the movement would fill me with nothing but pride. But on that day, I felt ambivalence.

The conviction and exuberance shown in the exhibit saddened me, for I know too well how the story ended. ..

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October 29

Harlem Blues

As my eyes scanned the walls, from the vintage black and white covers to the color one with President Barack Obama, they filled with tears. The beautiful and rich legacy of my people lay before me…

October 24

To New Beginnings…

I sit in the terminal at JFK International Airport, the heavy rain and gray skies reminding me of the city I’m returning to. But the gloomy weather isn’t enough to dampen my spirits. Indeed, as the events of the last five days play in my head, I’m overcome with a sense of tranquility and gratitude. […]