Sometime, following the passing of my father, I cannot now recall how long it was between his going and her coming, my maternal grandmother, [who resided in the city of Kingston] came to live with our family, in the rural town of Morant Bay. Ninin, as she was affectionately called, had lost sight in her…

Greetings! It’s been a minute; but you know how it is; the heart is always willing but more often than not the weakened flesh cries “Cree” and I am back to, or sometimes behind, first base. But here I am today, sitting at my computer, feeling more than a little nudge, to share a few…

Greetings! As I opened my computer, and before I began to type, I prayed… “Lord, may this New Year be one in which a smile comes to your face, a twinkle to your eyes and a swelling warmth within your heart, whenever you look at me.” I am not making any New Year resolutions; I…