Monday, September 11, 2017

Tyrus Wong--We Can Never Go Back





PBS American Masters Tyrus Wong chronicles the life and times of a humble, but immensely talented Chinese-American artist.  He arrived in the United States at the age of nine with his father in 1919.  The story of Tyrus exemplifies the prejudices and cruelties of the past toward Asian immigrants. In fact it is a story of our nation's history of fear of anyone that is not Caucasian.

Luckily, Tyrus Wong lived a long life and passed away at the age of 106. He triumphed by "hard work" and an affable nature that garnered him praise from the Disney Studios, Warner Brothers and a host of American artists.

This is not a pretty story of our history in California.  On the year of my birth, 1948, Chinese Americans were finally allowed to own property. Prior to this time Chinese Americans were not allowed to marry outside of their race and were segregated in China Town.

Tyrus and his life long companion and wife Ruth raised three daughters in Sunland, California where they found some acceptance and peace.

The message of Tyrus Wong is prejudice and bigotry is immoral.  We as a nation can never go back to times of fear and segregation.  

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Tribute to Mercy: Mom and Julia Greeley




Beloved Julia Greeley

It’s been nearly a century since you passed away
So much has changed since your day, but all is not okay.
Knowledge of the cosmos, human condition and rocks
Albeit, doesn’t translate to our neighborhood blocks.
A frigid air has jet streamed across the tundra of our hearts.


Your little white angel and my mother Marjorie Anne
Born eleven days past September, unfathomable to man
The horrid destruction precipitated on 9/11
We have seen years of grief, human horrors, loss and get-even.
A frigid air has jet streamed across the tundra of our hearts.


Your steadfast devotion and cheerful bravery
You proudly wore as a heroine of slavery.
A smile and kind gestures you did impart.
You graced the Earth until God’s call to depart.
A frigid air has jet streamed across the tundra of our hearts.


You stood with the fireman, the poor and forgotten
Your weeping blinded eye did not effect,
Your focus on the woe-begotten
Be kind to one another was all He said. 
A frigid air has jet streamed across the tundra of our hearts.

Your life was a lesson of selfless humility                                                 
Grandma Ag and Mom cherished your humanity,
Harboring resentments is a crown of thorns you would say,
An eye for an eye blinds and cripples sight for us all:
Let us pray for a warming of hearts this day.


Read about Julia Greeley Guild 

June 7, 2017  Julia Greeley's remains on display after being exhumed. This is the first step in the process of investigating her eventual beatification and sainthood.
                                                         
                                                                 Photo Credit: Associated Press

By Colleen Slevin, Associated Press
In a step toward possible sainthood, the remains of a former slave have been moved to a Catholic cathedral in Denver, where people lined up Wednesday to honor her and pray for her help.
Many touched the glass covering of a wooden chest holding the exhumed skull and other bones of Julia Greeley, a domestic worker known for her charity work and evangelism until her death in June 7, 1918.
Others placed rosary beads on top of the chest, snapped photos and held up their children so they could view the sacred remains.
After the viewing, the chest was screwed shut, sealed with gold wax and moved to a prominent spot next to the altar at the Cathedral Basilica of the Immaculate Conception.
The remains were exhumed last month from a grave in a suburban Denver cemetery and moved to the cathedral — a typical step at the beginning of the sainthood process, archdiocesan spokeswoman Karna Swanson said.

Greeley is one of four people that U.S. bishops voted to allow to be investigated for possible sainthood at their fall meeting. She joins four other African Americans placed into consideration in recent years.

She is also the first person to be interred in the Denver cathedral since it opened in 1912
“Not a bishop, not a priest, but a lay woman,” Auxiliary Bishop Jorge H. Rodriguez-Novelo noted during the ceremony Wednesday that came 99 years to the day after Greeley died on her way to Mass.

The archdiocese is gathering testimony and documentation about Greeley’s life as part of the first stage of the sainthood process. It will send a report to the Vatican, which will then decide whether to investigate Greeley’s virtues.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Promises of a New Day




The pre-dawn hours resound in quietude
Of the day, yet to come.
A promise of something,
At the least you are still here.



The first light of day
Is my favorite time. 
Gone are the dark foreboding skies,
A glorious new day is born.




As the sun shines bright over the horizon
A much-overrated symbol of a new day.
The stark reality of check lists and balance sheets,
Reminds me of promises I’ve made and must keep.



Hallelujah! Happy Easter/Passover and Spring to Everyone.