In 2005, I thought that it was about time that we started the conversation: about who we are, and where we came from:
Time to differentiate ourselves from Emma Lazarus' "... huddled masses, longing to be free..." (of the 20th Century).
Recognizing that, more often than not, perception creates a reality of it's own.
Amelia Evans Greene
Almeter Drakeford Harris
Ruth McCarley Harris and daughter Bobbi Harris Burkes
Frank Harris Sr. 1954
Johnnie Harris Jr. 1953
LJ Harris-1945
Oscar Harris 1945
Lela-Mae Harris 52'
Walker Jones 1950 (est.)
Sunman, Bigmama, & Johnnie Lee 1979
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_ Graduate of the Barney School of Business, University of Hartford, 1983
_Graduate of Central Connecticut State
_ former bodybuilder au naturel.
_ insurance underwriter turned social historian.
Saturday, June 27, 2009 at 01:24PM Upon learning that Mother had given up near-fall points (in her on-going bout with cancer) the boys took the red-eye East, to be with her down the stretch:
To stand in her corner: to whisper "finish strong!"
To say "we love ya, win, lose, or draw".
Brad (grandson), Deshawn (great grandson) & Taijesa (adopted daughter) 2009
Doshia Greene Bowling
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