Friday, October 1, 2010 about 4:50 PM
It was the telephone. My good friend, Hilda, was calling. I answered, continuing to watch TV. Judge Judy was about to rule. Totally engrossed, I didn’t want to miss the
conclusion – but friend talked; I listened; I responded; she talked.
Then I was interested in her
words. She mentioned my book, “Black Star
Girl”, saying she spoke about it to someone, her friend – Elaine, maybe.
Here was an excuse to ask Hilda
if she had a chance to read it.
“Me?” “Yes, of course. I love it.
It’s wonderful. I keep it beside
my bed – pick it up and read chapters randomly.
I read it and keep on reading it.
I love it. I’m so proud my name is
in it. I tell everyone.”
“You know,” Hilda added, “I read
a lot but I've never paid attention to Acknowledgements. Now I do.
I never paid attention to publishing dates or Prologs or Epilogs. Now I do.
Your book is wonderful.”
My eyes pooled with tears of
joy, which she couldn’t have known because it was a telephone conversation.
I knew she was a
prolific book reader. I thought she just
didn’t take the time to read “Black Star Girl”.
“I didn’t tell you? Yes, I read it and I love it!”
I admitted to thinking she now reconsidered the wisdom of allowing her name to be published in that
first book of mine. Maybe she was sorry
she had done so.
“No!” she exclaimed, proceeding
to emphasize, again, how proud she was of the book and to have been included in
its pages.
Her encouraging words were a blessing I
sorely needed. They are preserved here
with thanksgiving for the ability to refresh my being with the moment.
Buy and read
“Black Star Girl’ (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, for your Kindle, Nook, or other E-reader also). The vivid and personal
portrait is an insightful social-historical documentary. It is modern Black History, published and
available for purchase since March 2010.
The names of those mentioned
in this writing
have been changed to protect the individuals’ privacy.