Dear Pecola and Claudia, Shirley Temple Is Dead

I just heard about Shirley Temple Black's death. I am an African-American woman who associates the child star with my childhood. Apparently she passed away last night, Monday, February 10, on my birthday. At age 85, she was almost 30 years older than I am now, born one year later than my mother. But in my mind, she's still around 6 years old, the symbol of a sweet little girl who can make it through any crisis. ...more
I have actually never seen a Shirley Temple movie. We didn't have cable, so I didn't see ...more

I read the obits

I admit it. I read the obituaries. I’m not retired and I’m not feeling old. I’m not fascinated with death and I am not morbid. My mother and father read the obituaries regularly....more

It sounds like you are having an extremely stressful week. I hope everything goes well with your ...more

Video Tribute: The Complicated, Legendary Lena Horne Dies at 92

Legendary singer and actress Lena Horne died late Sunday night, Mother's Day 2010, at age 92 in New York. The New York Times says her son-in-law Kevin Buckley, the husband of her daughter, Gail, announced her passing, and then the piece continues with a recounting of her life as the first African-American to land a long-term contract with a big Hollywood studio, MGM. ...more

I found them via WorldCat. The book is called In person, Lena Horne: as told to Helen Arstein ...more

Singer Teddy Pendergrass Dies at 59

Multiple news sources, including The Root, report that R&B legend Teddy Pendergrass died yesterday of colon cancer at age 59. The Philadelphia, Penn., native passed away in a Philadelphia hospital. Dan DeLuca, the Philadelphia Inquirer's music critic opens his piece on Pendergrass, saying: ...more
I just want to say... **** you, cancer. Thank you for the post, and the clips and videos. ...more

Gone Bye-Bye

I look in the casket but the you I knew is not there. Left instead is the body-suit you wore when I knew you. Who you were, your essence, your soul, is not there. The man I bore two children with, the friends with whom I shared my young mothering days, the man who came to all the community meetings and was so handsome everybody stared at and flirted with him, the woman on the corner who used to meet the kids’ buses after school, the “aintee,” the cousin, the colleague, the neighbor, the friend of the friend. ...more