Mary McLeod Bethune wrote a piece of literature called "My Last Will and Testament." This book is a response from the fruit of her tree and shows how very relevant Mary McLeod Bethune is today. Her words are as true today as they were in 1954.

Last Will and Testiment: Call and Response

Arts & Photography

Bethune, Evelyn I

History & Criticism

Bethune Group

The poetry and prose of Mr. Milton McCulloch is refreshing, thought provoking and insightful. As a woman, I read his words and wonder how he can know so well the inner thoughts of women. But as I reflect on his upbringing, I realize that he has existed in the female energy field since birth. He has allowed himself to become a stronger man by not being afraid to feel and express that connection. Pieces such as, Eyes Have Not Seen, Suicide Spirit Shall Not Prevail, Calling me a Bitch, are anthems of empowerment. They resonate with women across cultures and around the world. We all know that when a person is really trying to stir up your anger or make you feel bad about who you are, the first word out of their mouth is to call you the “B” word. Milton, speaks to snuffing out the heat of that flame simply by looking at the source and giving it no power. Cloaking sexuality in the Power of the Sheath, brought a smile to my face as I remembered, in agreement. I laughed out loud when I read Breathe. It reminded me of what my mother used to tell me when I was stressing about something that time would fix. Milton has managed to see the inward thoughts of women and put pen to paper with words to express many of those unspoken words and wishes. He expresses, with great passion, the determination, yet the sometimes, lonesome yearning of the soul, for victory, love, gratification, companionship… or just a touch. Life experiences, headlines and words spoken in confidence are reflected in the written word of “I’m Just Saying! Unfiltered” You will connect and reflect but most of all you will want more. So, sit back with a nice glass of your favorite wine or milk and cookies if you prefer and enjoy this journey filled with expressions of feelings that you or someone you know has familiarity. Take it in, let it marinate and then savor the taste as you fully engage the senses and allow yourself to feel the energy of the writer as he paints the picture with words.

I'm Just Saying, UNFILTERED: A Poetic Prescription

Literature & Fiction

McCulloch, Milton

Poetry

This story is dedicated to all the men and women who have done their part to make America the most generous country on earth. Most of us came from modest means and have used the gifts that our creator supplied us with to build successful, fulfilling lives. Along the way we offered a hand to the oppressed, the afflicted, the trodden down. I refuse to get drawn into political discourse I will simply say this - when we sit down at the table to break bread whether we use our right hand or our left, we are all brothers and sisters. The summer of 1963 was filled with hope. Carl Yastrzemski was having a season that had New Englanders believing their Red Sox might emerge from the middle of the pack and challenge the dreaded Yankees. If John Glenn could circle the earth, then surely the bean-towners could do better. With a young energetic President in office teenagers were beginning to follow national events. John F. Kennedy was our President he was our hope for a brighter future. We were being asked to make the world a better place by volunteering around the globe. Rachel Carson was asking us to examine the way we treated our world. Words like Pesticides and DDT became part of our vocabulary. A conflict in Southeast Asia was beginning to challenge our knowledge of geography-an undeclared war more and more becoming the lead-in on nightly broadcasts. We looked to Walter Cronkite to make sense of it. He was the most trusted man in America. We let our parents handle the heavy lifting, we teenagers remained insulated by the comedies and game shows that filled our living rooms. TV was our entertainment medium. Some things we couldn't ignore. Older guys we remembered from recent football and other sports teams were suddenlycommanding attention for an entirely different reason. The first funeral attended by members of the class of 1964 for an older former sports star who was now being hailed as a hero for a very different reason - he died for his country. And still we refused to believe our innocence was lost. Surely this conflict would not last - we were after-all the most powerful nation on earth. Music was changing, the Beatles arrived. But just below the surface a different lyric with a common theme; the collective voice of protest. Bob Dylan sang of it. Glenn Campbell sang of it. Joan Baez sang of it. Simon and Garfunkel sang of it. We heard the words, but still - it was a different world this side of the Kittery Bridge. In the little Central Maine town of Skowhegan in the county of Somerset none of it seemed real. What was real was Ma Beane's hamburgers, hot dogs, and fries served up by local beauties - feeding our evenings. Adults stopped in for some of Ma's famous fried clams and shook their heads at our actions as we danced on the outdoor concrete pad. The outdoor juke box lived on hard earned quarters - no protest songs for us just good old rock and roll. We sat in our cars telling tall tales or planning the evening's mischief which usually entailed enticing one of the girls who served us food to a ride home. Spinning tires - would on the hour it seemed - send squeals and blue smoke into the night, Ma Beane hurriedly trying to catch a glimpse so she could chastise the culprit when they returned - as they always did.

Are you Going to Skowhegan Fair

Comics & Graphic Novels

Clement, Robert W

Graphic Novels

ANTHONY J THOMPSON(TONY) was born in Waycross Ga. a family of 8. attended elementary in Waycross, and upstate New York. in 1965 moved to Daytona Beach and was placed in 5th grade instead of 6th (had no records to prove different). I attended old Campbell Street high school and finished at Mainland. From 1973-1975, I served 2 years in the United States Airforce. In 1975 I moved to Atlanta and attended Georgia State College. In 1977 I started in Fire Science program / and Paramedics. Over time I moved back to Daytona Beach and settled down. I was the first African American to retire from Daytona Beach Fire Dept. in March of 2000. After that I started a second career in the Dept. of Juvenile Justice and spent a great deal of time in and out of court rooms in the state of Florida. I also worked as a counselor for Stewart Marchman drug treatment program for Juveniles. I am giving you this brief summary of my life so that you will know that I have seen the best and the worst and I have many stories to tell. After about 35 years of Public service, I noted lots of issues that gave reason for great concern in today's youth. I have 5 Children of my own, (four boys and one girl) and I could have been one of these youths in trouble. I noticed early on that sometimes your children will listen to a stranger before listening to you. In the fire rescue service, I dealt primarily with victims; natural deaths, murders and even delivering a baby. In the Juvenile system, on the other hand, offenders under the age of 18 were committing crimes like murder, home invasions, strong arm robbery, rape and many more serious crimes. Juvenile Justice placed all kids in the same cell no matter what the offense, a misdemeanor or Felony. The kids with misdemeanors were recruited by the kids with greater offenses. (They threatened their lives.) I knew, as a concerned parent, I had to try harder in making my kids and the other kids no matter the race or color understand that on that road they were traveling, the end is death. (Juvenile offenders do about 9 months to a year and a half.). I did a lot of things growing up and went through a lot of things but by the grace of God, I survived and I am leading a life filled with great success and examples of why it is important to stay on the right path. My way of saving our children lives is to tell my story. If I can find my way out of darkness, so can they. Teaching..."Open their eyes, open their hearts, save their lives and show the value of being responsible for themselves and their behaviors." In His Arms, there is peace, grace and mercy.

In His Arms

Biographies & Memoirs

Thompson, Anthony

Community & Culture

How do you come to a place of peace in your very soul when you see the legacy left to you being stolen away? The journey to the answer is a true tale of God at Work. It is the story of BETHUNE...out of the darkness of slavery into the light of freedom. You see, one does not always have to have a visible shackle to be enslaved. Sometimes the enslavement comes through fear and anger. This is the true story of coming out of that darkness into the light of freedom. It is a story of love and family and how the strength of our ancestors is with us and guides us to the restoration of stolen legacies.

Bethune: Out of Darkness Into the Light of Freedom: Mary's Grandbabies

Bethune, Evelyn

Historical

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