I couldn’t wait for the day I...became a teacher, and had my own classroom. The world was at my fingertips…until…it wasn't...

There are some days that stay in our memory longer than others. They are often the turning points in our journey: when something...

Times in the southern US during the 1940s and 1950s were trying ones, indeed. We were poor. I guess you could say “dirt poor.” I remember...

I learned what it meant to survive at a young age. I waited patiently for my father to escape death, and from then on, I was determined...

I don’t want to hide who I am. I have never been ashamed of what I was, or how I wanted to live my life. The only thing I have ever been...