This column was written a full 15 years before my father became a father (as far as I know), so I find it amusing that he was so quick to stand in judgment of parents, particularly mothers of girls. My mother used to say that the three of us had a lot more freedom than we would have had my father been healthy enough to put his foot down. Frankly, I think he would have been no match for us.
I confess. I am under the spell of Riley, Warrior Princess. I wait with bated breath for the next time I can get to see her don an invisibility cloak, disappear under a press conference table, then reappear, headband gone, ready for her next conquest. I, like the rest of the world, watch as […]
From the moment she was born, my daughter, Zuri Adele, talked with her eyes. They took in everything, registered centuries of wisdom, expressed a range of emotion she could not logically understand. I remember watching her at a birthday party with a group of kids she didn’t know well. They were taking turns acting out […]
On his 36th birthday, my father marked the occasion with a column that riffed on the Royal Family and more.
My sister Malaya Rucker-Oparabea, a dancer and storyteller, and her son, actor, producer and entrepreneur Lamman Rucker, have devoted their lives to their art. On Sunday, May 15, they talked about their relationship on an online radio program “Phenomenal Saging Mothers.”
“Pioneering did not frighten me. I was accustomed to studying and living with white teachers at Spelman and to reaching for high standards in all areas.”
- ‘Greenleaf’ brings family and journalism to the small screen
- Memorial Day reflections
- DNA test results just in
- A ‘Confirmation’ that subtlety can make for good TV
- When Doves Cry
- It happens here, and now
- The (private) life of Riley
- Working out
- Jazmine Brooks, on her way to Maine
- Happy Birthday, Ebenezer