Vernon Dahmer

Vernon Dahmer was a successful and wealthy Black businessman from Hattiesburg, Mississippi. I decided to blog about him for Black History Month because of his bravery and love for his family.

Vernon Dahmer was born in 1908 to a biracial mother and German father. Vernon was very sharp when it came to running a business and according to his family, he got his business sense from his father. His father taught him everything he knew because he himself was also a successful businessman.

Vernon was loved by many of the locals because he provided jobs to both Blacks and Whites. He was generous with his money, caring and was always looking for ways to help his community. Unfortunately for Vernon, his dealings with the NAACP and civil rights movement made him a marked man.

On January 10, 1966, a group of Klansmen torched Vernon’s home with gas jugs and gun fire. To distract the Klansmen from his wife and children, Vernon shot at them as he was literally being burned alive. As his wife and children ran to safety, Vernon stood firmly with his shotgun as the fire began to engulf him from the waste up.

Despite being severely burned, Vernon died from smoke inhalation and damage to his lungs. By standing in that fire to save his family, Vernon’s lungs were literally cooked from the inside. The fire destroyed his store, home and cars.

What struck me the most about Vernon’s tragic story is the fact that he was murdered out of pure jealously and hate. What’s even more unsettling is that some of the Klansmen responsible for his death escaped punishment and continued to brag about it for many years.

Until next time…

Elizabeth Catlett

Good Evening good people! If you are into art, you are really going to like this next Black History month post.

Elizabeth Catlett was an African American artist whose work centered around the Black experience, race, racism and civil rights. Her main purpose for creating such wonderful pieces of art was to represent Black people in a strong and positive light. Elizabeth was known to create pieces that touched on the struggles and triumphs of Black people.

Elizabeth was a visionary artist who poured everything she had into her sculptures, drawings and paintings. I can remember seeing a few of her pieces in several museums and I loved everyone one that I saw. The Museum of Modern Art in New York City has some great pieces of her work on display. As an art lover, I can spend hours in a museum admiring paintings, drawings and my tip top favorite, sculptures!

Good meaningful art has a unique way of touching our souls and making us think.

If you have never seen Elizabeth Catlett’s art up close and personal, you are really missing out. The next time you are in New York, Los Angeles, New Orleans, D.C. or Chicago, check out one of their museums because some of her art is displayed there. The Louis Armstrong Park in New Orleans is a good place to start.

Her drawings and paintings are absolutely amazing!

Until next time…

Black History Month

Hello and Good Morning! It’s Black History month everyone! 🖤 For all my new subscribers and followers, throughout the month of February, I’ll be sharing hidden and unknown Black History facts. The good, the bad and the ugly.

Since I’ve been sharing Black History facts on this particular blog, I’ve had many non-Black readers express how intrigued and inspired they are by some of the things I’ve shared. The Black Experience is full of stories of triumph, betrayals and heartache, but it’s those stories, those experiences that deserve to be shared. Especially those who have lost their lives due to racism and false accusations.

Get ready to be educated, inspired and enlightened because what I share is not discussed in schools. I think it’s because many non-Black teachers are afraid to or don’t know how to.

Until next time…

Donyale Luna (Updated)

I was reading an article on the late Donyale Luna and because I was taken aback by it, I decided to blog about it.

Donyale Luna, born Peggy Ann Freeman, is largely dubbed as the first Black supermodel. At 6’2, she was beautiful and hard to miss because she always stood out from the crowd.

Peggy, also known as Donyale, seemed to be a troubled woman when it came to her identity. She lied about being Black for years and often lied about having a large amount of Native American and Mexican ancestry. I remember shaking my head as I was reading this article because its quite obvious that she was a Black woman.

When Donyale soon realized that her strong African ancestry couldn’t be denied, she began to make up stories that she had very little African ancestry and was mulatta. How sad that this woman had so much of self-hate that she couldn’t even acknowledge being Black. It makes me wonder if she had some type of mental issue. I can’t help but to feel sorry for her.

There are pictures of Donyale wearing contacts and makeup that was lighter than her skin. She did that in an effort to make herself more appealing or exotic. I hate to say it, but it made her look absolutely ridiculous.

Donyale’s family has said she had issues with her identity and considering the period of time she was born in, I suspect she hated being Black. Her own family has admitted that she desperately sought the approval and acceptance of White people. Maybe she believed if she was mixed or made herself seem to be mixed, she would be accepted by White people. What a sad way to waste a life.

Its unfortunate that Donyale lived her life as a lie all because she wanted to be accepted, loved and respected by White people. If that’s not sad, I don’t know what is. A life wasted.

Until next time…

I Was Thinking…

Writing is one of the best professions a creative person can have. Penning a relatable story is one of the most rewarding feelings in the world.

Writing gives you the priceless opportunity to be able to use your creativity to inspire and touch the lives of others. The stories we write has the wonderful potential to also enrich the lives of others.

If you really think about it, writing in itself can be very rewarding.

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My Buddy (LMBO)

Does anyone remember the popular doll My Buddy? It was created by Hasbro and was very popular in the late 80’s and early 90’s.

The reason why I’m blogging about this doll is because my brother had one. My mom thought he would like it because so many boys were dying to have one. My brother’s My Buddy doll looked exactly like this:

Me and my older sister used to terrorize him with it because he was afraid of it. It was hilarious to watch him scream and run away from his My Buddy doll. One time, we locked him in our upstairs attic. I almost died laughing because he was banging on the door screaming to be let out. KMSL! It didn’t make it any better that the light bulb was blowed in the attic. ROTFLMBO! 😂😭😂

Our mom whooped us so bad for doing him like that, but it was worth it. We still laugh and talk about it til this day. My brother always said the doll looked possessed. 😂

I’m seriously thinking about buying one on eBay and shipping it to him. I’m sure he’ll get a kick out of it. Mmmm Hmmmm. Yeah, I think I might do it. For ole times sake lol…🤣

Until next time…