All I want for Christmas is Kwanzaa.
I fell out of love with the commercial offerings of Christmas when I was 10 years old…
All I want for Christmas is Kwanzaa.
I fell out of love with the commercial offerings of Christmas when I was 10 years old…
My fifth grade daughter is interested in prostitution.
“Momma, did you see those ladies on the corner.” She inquires on the drive home from school.
There are prostitutes in her community and a host of other societal ills, but I’m not in the mood today.
Mario’s plastic shotgun is tucked away in a hole in the wall of my basement. Every now and then, when I’m on my way up the stairs from the laundry room, the orange barrel catches my eye and a tiny tinge of guilt pulls at me. But I am strong and shake it off quick with a maternal smile. I naturally know what is good for him…
Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle and Suzanne Zipperer, both regular contributors to Riverwest Currents, discussed the nature of ethnic relations in Riverwest. The views expressed here are their own. They are not representing their ethnic heritage communities.
Don’t get this confused. This column ain’t news. It’s better than that. It’s a story. From the inside out. That’s the way stories should be told. And that’s about all I have to say about the Dan Jones’ Milwaukee’s Riverwest Documentary…
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