March 12, 1964 Dear Sadie, Sadie, I have given up all hope of ever seeing you again, of ever holding you in my arms, caressing you with...

"I was there on a slave ship where the breathing and the dead were chained together." "Was it da slave ship Jesus?" Crow asked. "My grand...

April 26, 1964 My Beloved Sadie, For black men in America, there has never been a reason to lie to ourselves, to pretend what we have...

Like a ghost, I was hidden in the shadows that summer night in 1937—I could see her, and I could see them, but they could not see me. I...

The scorching sun was unbearable within the fortified walls surrounding the City of Carthage that day some two thousands years ago. I...