Lessons from my Mom, Judy

Guest post by Rob Peck, www.zestworks.com Judy Peck taught me (mainly by modeling) the efficacy of a few short phrases to instill trust, and inspire loyalty. To be fair, some of the following I learned from my old man, Art Peck- who thankfully is still alive and kicking, and continuing my education. And while I’m at it, a special shout out to my sister, Wendy- who is literally and figuratively the shining image of her beautiful...

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My Black History

Embed from Getty Images   Note to the reader: To tell my story in the way I want it heard, this piece contains explicit accounts of physical abuse. I wasn’t born hating black men; it wasn’t something I learned from my parents either – in fact my father always taught me to ‘love everybody’. It’s a belief I created from years of abuse and my uncanny ability to project my wounds from that abuse onto every black man I met. I’m...

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#NewWarrior Jeffrey N – IamHIV
Aug01

#NewWarrior Jeffrey N – IamHIV

by Jeffrey Navarre Every year I do a cycling event from Miami to Key West. It’s called the Smart Ride and it raises money for HIV charities in Florida. Some of the reasons I do the ride: My husband works for one of the charities that benefits from the funds raised. I love to cycle. I am a Navy Veteran and I have great healthcare and the money I raise will help people affected by HIV get the medical treatment they need. The event...

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What Are You Afraid Of? Remember It’s A Choice.
Jul15

What Are You Afraid Of? Remember It’s A Choice.

by Randall Rogers, Reprinted with Permission I’ll tell you now, before you’re in too deep, there’s genuine ugliness in this article. I am writing for myself, and, to paint a picture of growing up in innocent Minneapolis, Minnesota in the 60’s. A place that according to Governor Dayton, this past week, “might have to accept that there still is ‘racism’.” I was raised by a man who was a...

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HeArt – Art Patterson’s Story
Oct26

HeArt – Art Patterson’s Story

by Art Patterson, In 1973, I received a tragic phone-call. Tommy, my friend and former classmate, had passed away. Tommy was older than me and graduated from our school in the late 60s. Wheelchairs had not been invented yet and Tommy, who struggled with severe cerebral palsy, spent the entirety of his life in a cart. From what I remember, the cart was like a plain, four-legged wooden chair with two wheels on the back and a seatbelt....

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Twenty-Seven Shovels
Sep08

Twenty-Seven Shovels

by Randall Rogers, Reprinted with Permission A few years ago, in 2009, I moved in with the man who raised me. It was the house I grew up in and our experience of a father/son relationship had often been strained and challenging. For me, moving in with him in the throes of my impending divorce and his deepening Cancer and Alzheimers, was both a blessing and a profound challenge. Richard was a carpenter of brilliant and impeccable...

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