Bill Cosby may be the reason I understand how people can maintain historical heros in the face of history. This is probably more true for artists, whose sins from our perspective seem easier to forgive. I don’t know how much Cosby meant to black people. From what I remember towards the end of the Cosby Show run he seemed to have more than his fair share of detractors. But I know what he meant to me.
Continue Reading »At long last (for anybody who cares) I have finally added a search capability to the blog. Just click on one of the section pages in the menu like Posts, Microposts, Photos, or Videos, and the search bar will be right there at the top of the page. Give it a try. I kind of like the way it works, myself.
After a pleasant enough night at the hotel in Albuquerque we enjoyed a hearty hotel breakfast of all the usual fare — eggs, sausage, potatoes, bagels, waffles, and (of course) my beloved Raisin Bran. We grabbed coffee at a Starbucks on the way out of town, remarking on the visible and sometimes sobering realities of the bad and better parts of the city. We were only a couple hours away from our first stop, and a chance to really stretch our legs after many hours of being on the road.
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