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Author Archives: franleeperbuss
The Cement Angel and the Murder of a Child
Earl Varner’s Mother The old African American woman cried silently, spoke a sentence of two, sniffed and wiped her hands across her face, spoke another few sentences, and cried again. She repeated this as long as we talked. The woman, … Continue reading
Which Side Are You On?
John & Viola Smith Bloody Harlan County In 1980 the immaculate old woman told me, “We sneaked out in the middle of the night. Just took the children and fled. Left everything and everyone I knowed.” Earlier Joanne, an activist … Continue reading
God in Prison
“I Hollered at God” “I hollered at God,” Maria Elena told me as we began to drive my rental car towards the immigration office. Maria Elena continued, “Dear God, Where are you! If there is a God, where are you?” … Continue reading
Posted in hunger, Inequality, Injustice, Latino, Poverty, religion, Social Justice, Uncategorized
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A Special Sense of Justice
Nine Thousand Poor Mexican Americans Outraged at the news, Rose Augustine and her best friend called a neighborhood meeting in South Tucson. They made coffee and handouts for 40, but 9,000 poor Mexican American lined up outside the door. A … Continue reading
Geography of Hope
Memory I have a memory. It is of a friend so cut off from all that was accepted that she seems almost a breath, but she was important. I remember her face right as the tips of our breasts began … Continue reading
Posted in incest, Inequality, Injustice, Poverty, white Americans
Tagged childhood, Friendship, geography, incest, U.S - Mexico Border, white-Americans
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“Dead Negroes in Swamp”
[June 7, 2020: This will add history to the events of the past two weeks.] White Mob Closes In Mary Robinson and I were writing a book about her life. The daughter of African American share croppers in Alabama, she … Continue reading
God Smiled
The Child Who Spoke Poetry One moonless night, when we lived in rural New Mexico, I drove eleven-year-old Toni Jones home. As usual, she had spent the weekend with my husband, family, and me. It was a normal weekend. She … Continue reading
Posted in African American, Injustice, love. mother, murder, poverty, Prisons, Racism, religion
Tagged African American, children, God, grief, murder, poverty, Prostitution
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The Dilemma
Terrible Dilemma In May 1942, a young Japanese America woman, Mary Tsukamoto, was faced with a terrible moral dilemma. Should she help her desperate people in the short run when that meant cooperating with the government when the government was … Continue reading
Death of the Black Doll
The Black Doll The sobbing African American girl hurled the black doll onto the ground and started to chop it with a hoe. The broken-hearted child, Mary Robinson, was born in 1943, the daughter of black sharecroppers. She grew up … Continue reading
Posted in African American, Inequality, Injustice, Uncategorized
Tagged African American, black doll, civil rights, history, inferiority, prejudice, racism, resistance, self-hatred, sharecroppers, unions
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God Gave You a Big Mouth
Snake Running Loose The first time I visited Irene Mack Pyawasit, a Menominee Native Woman living in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, was in the early evening of one of the first days of spring in 1979. I drove into the alley of … Continue reading
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