Gnarled fingers overworked since the tender age of four. Hard work was all she ever KNEW. Vibrant laborers cheerful to the point of tears forming outside my exterior doors. One must try to keep intimate matters nearby; lest things go sideways and fecal matter waits to greet you. And at 84, Mama Tingo’ worked from 8 to 4; marvelous womanhood displayed daily for all to see. Privately, I am not an ungrateful grandson i just cry myself to sleep. Every night the bubbles take over hardly seems possible so much fretting. Turning endlesdly, the Sealy Posturepedic will never be as comfy as my mother’s womb. Return to the Alpha and Omega of cognitive dissonance as the learning when sought surely never ends. The other truism before death and taxes, knowledge IS POWER!
Retired NYC High School History Teacher from Washington Heights.I taught at G.W. H.S.( alumnus 1977), A. P. Randolph, MLK, Joan of Arc( Ms. Garrett, principal) and Wadleigh. Love jazz, r&b, Johnny Cash, Gil Scott Heron, Rubby Perez, Omega el fuerte and Frank Sinatra.
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