Petey recounts some of his childhood. Give a listen.
When I was a child growing up in Kentucky, it was segregated. I feel very lucky that my parents were members of a Unitarian Fellowship. Not a church for goodness sakes! The thought of a minister and a church scared those pesky activists.
I owe so much to the kindness and patience of African American folks from my childhood. I will never forget that.
Attending the March on Frankfort was my sister’s idea, and I can never forget that.
Petey is having insect issues in the garden and gets pretty worked up. Let’s listen. Vegetable gardens are very rewarding, but always challenging. At...
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My morning ditties are not nearly as amazing as the song of a curved bill thrasher, but they help me begin the day. If...
