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Diedre A. Ware
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Diedre A. Ware is a freelance writer, former editorial staff member of The Los Angeles Times’. She holds a B.S. in Criminal Justice from Cal State, Los Angeles, and is working on her first children’s book.

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Ne Me Quitte Pas

(17) Comments | Posted February 26, 2015 | 6:16 PM

The late Nina Simone sings in French an effortlessly, authentically soothing, soul-stirring, melancholy rendition of the 1959 Jacques Brel recording of "Ne Me Quitte Pas" (Don't Leave Me). The English version "If You Go Away" is an adaptation by Rod McKuen. I love both versions, which have been translated in...

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The Glory of Homemade Brown Paper Bag Masks on Halloween

(14) Comments | Posted October 28, 2014 | 2:57 PM

After a few years of treat-or-treating, you knew which houses to go to first -- we labeled those "the houses with the good candy!" Sugar Daddies, Atomic Fire Balls, Hershey's and Snickers (the big ones), Mary Janes, Bit-O-Honeys, Bazooka Bubble Gum, Root Beer Barrels, Candy Buttons, Wax Lips, Big Hunks,...

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Mustard Greens and Pot Liquor Love

(27) Comments | Posted September 23, 2014 | 3:56 PM

The way to my heart is not fancy chocolates, furs, or diamonds. It is mustard greens and a glass of pot liquor.

I read a short Huffington Post blog by Kathie Cavuto, 5 Underappreciated Summer Veggies One Should Learn to Love.

Among the underappreciated...

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Frederick Douglass And The Power To Read And Write

(11) Comments | Posted February 28, 2014 | 6:11 AM

One-hundred-sixty-six years ago, the great orator, abolitionist, and former slave, Frederick Douglass penned a beautifully crafted haunting letter to his former slave master, Thomas Auld, in which he questioned him as to the whereabouts of his grandmother, sisters and one brother. He had escaped from Baltimore, Maryland, in 1838, becoming...

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Santa for Colored Girls

(23) Comments | Posted December 20, 2013 | 12:26 PM

I never asked my parents why Santa Claus was white, but in the small Maryland town where I grew up in the 1960s, he always was -- on TV, on billboards, in classroom illustrations and in the local five-and-dime stores. Everything about Christmas was white -- Jesus, Mary, Joseph, angels,...

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Sadie Hawkins Day Is A-Coming, Hee-Haw!

(10) Comments | Posted November 11, 2013 | 12:34 PM

Sadie Hawkins, whose name today evokes a quaint tradition of teenage girls asking boys for dates, was herself a woman of 35 in the comic strip Li'l Abner in 1937.

Al Capp, the creator, spun this story for Sadie in the month of November, 1937: Her father, Hekzebiah Hawkins,...

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F**k You, Lady! Oh, My, This World Is Going To Hell In A Handbasket

(91) Comments | Posted October 17, 2013 | 8:40 AM

A few weeks ago, I saw a young boy riding his bike in the street at a busy intersection. When he rode slowly by, I said, "Excuse me, young man -- be careful, this is a busy intersection; maybe you should ride on the sidewalk." He was no bigger than...

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I Am Petrified of Your Unleashed, Furry Creatures

(27) Comments | Posted September 23, 2013 | 4:08 PM

Only in my dreams could I be assured of not being stoned to death for proclaiming my truth to a crowd of animal lovers. I only like furry creatures in very specific places: pictures on walls or desks, computer screen savers and on TV, when the news stations end their...

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I Love You Like Bread and Butter

(55) Comments | Posted July 11, 2013 | 2:42 PM

My love for bread and butter goes back to my early childhood. I was 5 years old and my younger sister, Sandra, and I were often in the care of an older next-door neighbor, Ms. Emma-- if I had to guess, she was in her late 70's or early 80's....

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Go Away, Charley Horse, You Are Interrupting My Life

(94) Comments | Posted June 8, 2013 | 8:07 AM

So, I purchased a pair of psychedelic stilettos for an upcoming oldies dance and have not yet tried them on. In my mind they will fit beautifully and I can see myself dancing effortlessly to the sounds of the 60s and 70s; the Cool Jerk, Mashed Potato, the Watusi, the...

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Treasured Memories: My Childhood Bond With Dolls

(70) Comments | Posted February 23, 2013 | 7:16 AM

As a child, my dolls were my best friends. When I confided in them, I knew they would never tell. They were the ideal guests for tea parties and the perfect students to play school with. Well, not always perfect. I sometimes accused them -- out loud -- of not...

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