Corner Pocket # 93 —
Double Black Mother Nature presented Fernie with an interesting problem at Corner Pocket.
Not exact matches
I recall quiet Saturday mornings, walking with my father block to block, as he pointed out the landmarks no one else knew: the spot where the Third Avenue El of old stopped (he pointed out the supports hidden beneath the
black asphalt); the apartment house where another close - knit family lived in cramped quarters, the three boys studying in dim lights under their
mother's watchful eye to become a lawyer, a doctor, and a priest (and later a bishop); and the
double spires of St. Patrick's Cathedral, the place of my parents» wedding and the baptisms of their three boys.
Beloved functions not as a supernatural but as a frightening natural presence, in her
double significance as both the child killed by her
mother to spare her a life of slavery and the haunting memory of all
blacks who suffered and died under slavery.
Moist breezes from the
Black Sea,
doubling back over the Caucasus, should dump on the slopes great quantities of what local officials call «the champagne of powders,»
Mother Nature's blessing on
Mother Russia.
The mortality rate for babies born to
black mothers is in the vicinity of
double that for all races combined.
A vintage trunk that the owner's
mother gave her
doubles as a characterful coffee table, picking up the
black and gold tones in the artworks.