Dedan K. BrunerMay 31, 20193 minA Tribute to BobbyDear Bobby, While we remember very different versions of my childhood, one thing we agree on was the story of me going off to college...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 30, 20191 minA Tribute to JulieIt would have been very easy to choose my own mother as the woman who has most inspired me as a mother, which is true. But there is some...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 28, 20191 minHey Mom (Letter to Dot) Asked to write this tribute, emotions & thoughts were vast, a tribute to say thank you, for the future, present and past. Thank...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 28, 20193 minA Tribute to Bobbie JeanI recently read a quote that said, “Life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a mother.” Fortunately for me, my life came with Bobbi...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 23, 20192 minA Tribute to Sherry FreemanMy mom is my greatest example of unconditional love and self-sacrifice. My mother was 16 going on 17 when I was born, and she was determi...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 21, 20192 minA Tribute to Kathy LloydAt 43 years old, well into my career, and with plenty of life experience under my belt, it never ceases to amaze me how much I still rely...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 16, 20193 minA Tribute to Marion FowlerMay 1, 2018, I nervously walked into my Mother’s hospital room and saw her. She had been viciously attacked by two Pit Bulls the night be...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 14, 20191 minA Tribute to Ivy BrandonOn March 23, 2001, I was brought into this world and introduced to my mother, Ivey Brandon. She has taken care of me for the past 18 year...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 9, 20194 minA Tribute to Kara BentonI met Kara over 20 years ago. I was taking summer school classes at the local “Harvard on the Highway” AKA community college and, for any...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 7, 20194 minA Tribute to Ruth "Truth" KelleyMy mom, Ruth Kelley, affectionately known as “Truth,” raised three boys in South Central Los Angeles, where I was born. My father volunta...
Dedan K. BrunerMay 2, 20193 min“The Days Are Long, But the Years Are Short” Remembering Portia White By Theresa S. Thames I remember the phone call. Portia on the other end with her calm voice barely above a whisp...