We don't die, we multiply!
Yes, the credo of Bebe's Kids, but also the subtitle for the Topper Carew documentary, The Robin Harris Story: We Don't Die, We Multiply. So if you have the good fortune to live in New York and you know how to get to the Museum of the Moving Image which is located at 35 Avenue at 36 Street in Astoria, get down there on Friday, August 19, at 7:30 pm -- and come back and give up a review or two!
I just found out about Aaron having been among the first month's posters to Blogcritics.org -- well, via Eric Olsen anyway! -- which is celebrating three years and 10,000,000 unique visitors. When will I stop being surprised at learning these things??
A story my grandfather, an aspiring author, liked to tell was that if only he'd gone to DuSable High School, he would likely have met recently deceased Black publishing pioneer John H. Johnson and eventually become a great and famous writer for the Johnson Publishing Company here in Chicago. But no, instead he went to that other area high school, where he met the love of his life, Merteree, whom he married years later and with whom he had three sons, and from whom only death parted, in a marriage that lasted over four decades.
Darn the luck!
So in about a month it will be a year -- to speak about a death very uncomfortably close to home. I don't suppose the pain of that day will ever go away completely.
Thank God there's people out there who help remind me how to laugh.