Serious illness this fall has kept me at home and given me the opportunity to sift through files of old correspondence. Much of it is related to my late husband Charles and his memoir and is sentimental in nature. . . old love letters, ticket stubs, postcards. . . Although I’ve gone through and thrown …
“Freedom of expression is an inalienable human right, necessary to self-government, vital to the resistance of oppression, and crucial to the course of justice. —American Library Association Policy 53.1.12 Two of the great lifelong learning resources in the Detroit “Cass Corridor” neighborhood where my late husband Charles lived (and I still do,) are Source Booksellers, …
Last Friday I decided I needed a break. I visited the Detroit Institute of Arts, a remarkable sanctuary of beauty and wonder in my neighborhood. My late husband Charles told me when he worked on the Detroit People Mover project or some other stressful assignment he would drive to the art museum on his lunch …
