We are jumping right in without much of an introduction. Enjoy! The questions What’s your name? I go by Brooke S. Pisarsky. And yes, I always sign my middle initial for some reason. Was I the first person you came out to? I feel as if I was, but I could be wrong. And also,…
*What’s your name? Yawa Helen Duse-Anthony *How would you describe yourself? Yawa: Recovering Catholic, mom of two crazy boys, math lover, animal lover, loyal friend. Emily: Yes yes yes, I love the loyal friend part because that describes you very well. I hadn’t realized you were a math major in college, either. You mathy people…
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Friends, we are just jumping into the goodness this time, without much of an intro, because there is SO MUCH GOODNESS. The Questions *What’s your name? Holly: Holly K Austin. I keep the K in there because it’s my maiden name and my name looks nekked without it. Emily: Well, I’m Emily T. Meadows for…
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My next conversation is with one of my brothers, Dave Taxson. Dave and I grew up like two brown raisins in a saucer of milk, both being Black and adopted into a white family. This was in the south in the late 1970’s, which meant that we were unknowing pioneers of racial integration in our…
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My interview with Julia was so amusing, I couldn’t stop asking her questions. I kept saying, “last question, I swear” and then I’d keep going. Here is part 2. If you’re just catching up, go back and read Part 1. The Questions What hurts your feelings? Julia: If I’m left out or someone doesn’t even…
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By way of explanation for this post, I’ll start by sharing that I was adopted as a 6-month old baby in the state of Virginia. Being adopted, I grew up with the mystery of my origin and longed to have someone who looked like me in my life. I wanted children, adopted or biological, but…
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To launch this blog in the most official way possible (a ribbon cutting, if you will), I thought I’d go to the person with whom this entire idea started – Brett Hovenkotter. Brett is my partner, my COVID-quarantine lockdown housemate, the guy who has voluntarily put up with my feisty independent ways, and the string…
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First post, who dis? I’m in the wild throes of setting up this blog, which will take me way longer than it should. Perhaps I should have one of my kids set it up for me? They would have it done already. Stay tuned, friends.