I’ve written so much on this blog about this case- Being a parent myself, I can only imagine the hell of anonymous vultures speaking poorly about someone I loved so dearly who perished so horribly.  If I had died so horribly, I would have wanted a father who would be like Mr. Christian.  A father …

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  by Mia Last year ,I ventured into the city to a used bookstore my father used to take me to. Of course there were lots of White people there, most bearing markings of what was once known as ‘counter-culture,’ now standard fare in San Francisco. A beatnik elder shuffled by in black beret and pea coat. …

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