I love a good card game! My dad taught me to play Solitaire (with real cards, not on the computer, because…well…I’m on the elderly side of Generation X) when I was about 7 years old. In high school, we’d play Hearts and Uno in the school cafeteria at lunch time. When I got to college, … Continue reading
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Who’s at the Bottom?
Between 1910 and 1970, it is estimated that more than five million African Americans migrated from the rural American South to northern cities. Perhaps, not so surprisingly, I didn’t learn about The Great Migration, until I took Black American History 200 during my sophomore year in college in 1982. Ironically, it was this same year … Continue reading
Who’d a Thunk It?
Have you ever noticed how sometimes an attempt to fix one problem can set off an entire series of unintended (and often unpleasant) consequences which we never anticipated? The first example which comes to mind was during my career as an insurance industry business analyst. When a state insurance commission required our sales agents to … Continue reading
Pain Without a Name
After the shockingly horrendous outcome of the 2024 United States’ Presidential election, my husband and I made the decision to relocate to Mazatlán, Sinaloa, Mexico. While there are many challenges associated with beginning life anew in a country that is not our own, I have found that, so far, the benefits far outweigh the inconveniences. … Continue reading
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