February is Black History Month.

We've made great strides in the celebration of taking steps into the future and the possibility of sitting at a table of brotherhood of equality, but we yet have a long way to go. As an uncle of two half-black nieces, it is my fervent wish you take heed and listen to the babies on the come up. Listen to the voices amplified. Understand the mistakes of the past so we can not repeat moving into the tomorrow they deserve.

Eventually, we might be able to sit at that table Dr. King spoke about. In the meantime we have the elegant poetry of Ebony Stewart. The prose of Jill Scott. The business mind of Casey Brown. The history being told by Kaitlyn Foster. The justice being kept by Benjamin Crump and the Honorable Miss Ketanji Brown Jackson. Listen, and hope can be found, it abounds all around.

It says "A caterpillar can't understand butterfly language".

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