Archive for August 2020

LAW AND ORDER?   Leave a comment

Fear, ranting, anger, shooting, and false promises won’t do it. Facts are facts. Maybe those things feel good to some folks, but if it’s order you’re after, try something that will work. Respect, creative and encouraging education, equality of opportunity, removal of unjustly restrictive laws and regulations will produce the results you’re after.

“MY FATHER’S HOUSE’ IS ANXIOUS TO GREET YOU   3 comments

After all the lead-up and outtakes and delays, it is finally here. Please take a look at it and sample the copy of

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Posted August 21, 2020 by Mona Gustafson Affinito in Uncategorized

PROOF COPY OF “MY FATHER’S HOUSE.”   9 comments

I’ve been at it since well before 2015, with the help of some of you. And now the proof is here. In fact, I just finished reading it one last time (I hope) for corrections to be made before it goes to print. Just for evidence, here are a couple of photos of receiving it during the pandemic, and a quick cheat of a photo. without the mask.

Posted August 13, 2020 by Mona Gustafson Affinito in Uncategorized

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HOW BEAUTIFUL IT WOULD HAVE BEEN   2 comments

How beautiful it would have been to see our nation draw together with courage, cooperation, and compassion to defeat this coronavirus enemy. How proud we could have been to make our contribution to life-saving world leadership.

With sadness and regret I awake too early in the morning to mourn our missed opportunity.

MY WHITE MA DEGREE — 1952   8 comments

I received my MA in Psychology in 1952. It was an especially large class – 45 as I remember it – because the GI bill had made it possible for veterans to go on to advanced education. This, of course, was a clear opportunity to proceed to professional, better paying, positions.

Including me there were 45 white students. I don’t remember even noticing the pale color of the class. I know now that blacks (Negroes at that time) were in many ways excluded from the benefits other veterans received. I don’t feel guilty for not being aware. Guilt is not a productive emotion. I do, though, feel impelled to support anything that can be done in the present to bring to awareness that injustice still affecting blacks today. What a majorly unfair way to prevent them from building wealth for themselves and their family’s future!

Add to that red-lining and all the other methods used to prevent blacks from financial success  — even destroying successful communities — and all I can say is, I’d be pretty darn pissed, and that’s putting it mildly, if that were part of my famiy’s history. And I should feel guilty if I don’t now learn all I can and advocate however I can for correction, reparations, and restitution.

 

 

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