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savvage-arts · 10 months
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I decorated a little shadowbox to put my signed print and all of the goodies dndads peeps gave to me at rtx🥺💕💕💕💕
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soberscientistlife · 1 month
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“This is my great-grandma, Christina Levant Platt at age 100, weeding her garden. She was born into slavery. Her “owner” was a wife that taught my great grandma to read and write secretly, which was illegal and quite dangerous at that time for both of them. She learned to read the Bible. She had 11 children, she lost two, one son was one of the first black attorneys in US. She sent the 4 boys to college in Boston. Exceptional in those days. She passed 5yrs before I was born but I love her as if I knew her. Family tells me she would say “ I put prayers on my children’s children’s heads”. This apparently worked💜 Around April 12, 1861, Christina was at the 1st battle of the CIVIL WAR, in Fort Sumter at Charleston Bay, South Carolina, working in the cotton fields. She said “the sky was black as night” from cannonball fire. She saw a man decapitated by a cannonball. She was the water girl for the other slaves as a young girl and “ the lookout” for the slaves in the fields for the approaching overseer on horseback as they secretly knelt and prayed for their freedom. She would watch for the switching tail of the approaching horse and would alert the slaves to rise up and return to picking cotton before he saw them. She eventually married a Native American from the Santee Tribe. John C, Platt. After freedom, Christina insisted upon taking her children north as she knew they would not get a good education in the south, and that’s all she cared about. She died at age 101 in 1944, where she and her husband had built a home in Medfield, Massachusetts, the first black family to move there. With great respect, I honor my great grandmother. So much more I could say about this miraculous woman. She gave me much strength in my hard times. Whenever I thought I was having a hard day, I would think of her and shrug it off. Thank you for reading one story of millions. 💜” -Brenda Russell❤🧡❤
She lived an amazing life. I admire her just from reading this
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micamicster · 3 days
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Everyone is a monster to someone. Since you are so convinced I am yours, I will be it. / Progress cannot begin and suffering will not end until someone has the courage to go out into the woods and drown the damn cat.
Nebraska by Bruce Springsteen / Black Sails (2014-2017)
[image id: a series of 19 images from Black Sails, with the lyrics of Darkness on the Edge of Town by Bruce Springsteen superimposed on them.
"Well, everybody's got a secret, son," over Anne looking at Max's naked form through a door at the brothel.
[image id: a series of 12 images from black sails with lyrics from Bruce Springsteen's Nebraska superimposed over them in red.
"From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska," over a crowd of people at the docks in Nassau.
"with a sawed-off .410 on my lap" over Flint's hand holding a smoking gun.
"Through the badlands of Wyoming." over dark blue water.
"I killed everything in my path," over Flint shooting a gun. He is aiming straight out of the screen and his face is obscured by sparks.
"I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done," over Flint's face in profile in the scene where he says to Miranda (not pictured) that this ends when he grants England his forgiveness.
"At least for a little while me and her we had us some fun," over Silver's face during his descent into the darkness conversation with Flint.
"They declared me unfit to live," over Flint and Vane on trial in Charleston. They are viewed from behind sitting side by side.
"said: into that great void," over ghost Miranda screaming.
"my soul'd be hurled," over the preacher practicing his sermon in the cornfield.
"They wanted to know why I did what I done," over Flint and Silver's sword-fighting practice. Flint is holding a sword out to Silver by its hilt.
"Well, sir," over Silver's and Flint in the jungle on Skeleton island. Silver's face is in focus in the foreground and Flint is visible blurred over his shoulder. Silver's face is partially cut-off by the edge of the frame.
"I guess there's just a meanness in this world," over Max talking to Grandma Guthrie (not pictured) about needing to drown the damn cat.
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bootyshitter · 1 month
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Poem about sleeping.
Sleeping is nice
You close your eyes and wake up in GOTHAM
Sleeping, you dream of ham, jam, lamb, flan.
sleeping. but the jokers got a plan
Cause statistics say, Gotham has a clan full of evil people
and the joker doesn’t care about the Span of the klan span of the klan how you gonna sleep when your grandma got shot by the klan
and now I’m sad.
cause the jokers got a plan, and Batman is in the Bahamas so he can’t possibly save your gran.
gun to the head now you’re dead
cause you can never sleep when you’re in Gotham, even the water has lead
But the joker will always stay rotten.
and I know the jokers cousin his names Martin
and even martins rotten, he’s from boston doing the charleston wearing cotton black Air Force 1’s while he’s Robbin em.
Sheisty on, while he’s shooting them, bruising them.
In Gotham. While you sleep. Martin watches you.
and that is the story of life
and why you can never sleep, without a knife.
cause when Batman’s in Bahamas, oh mamas there are dramas when you’re in pajamas getting ready for bed.
So be careful, or your life will end. In GOTHAM!
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howlingdemon13 · 2 days
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#3, 11 and 14 please!
3.) One of the funniest things that’s ever happened to you:
At the time, it was stressful and kinda scary. Back in August, my “host brother” was getting married and flew some of my family out to Slovakia to attend (which is insanely generous). We were there for a week and we were doing a bit of sightseeing in some neighboring countries. My grandma was suddenly adamant that we go to Budapest to do a boat cruise down the Danube because a friend of hers had done it. This was planned literally the night before, so you know it can only get worse from here. After a very stressful train ride, scrambling to get local currency (thank god I brought my debit card), and trying to verify our train tickets for the return journey, we rushed out to the taxi parking with about 15 minutes left to get on the boat for the river tour. Keep in mind that my grandma is completely oblivious to the panic (which idk if that makes it better or worse). Our driver had lived in the US and spoke enough English to make up for what little Hungarian I practiced to get us by, so off we went. For the next 15 minutes, he told us about his time in San Francisco and pointed out some landmarks and told us a little bit about the Communist era architecture. I think it was how casually he was giving us all this info, coupled with how panicked we were about potentially missing our boat that made it funny looking back. We pulled up the the wharf with maybe a minute to spare, I gave the guy a massive tip (minimum amount of forint I could get was $60 worth, and let’s face it, the guy deserved way more for having to deal with a gaggle of Americans and for being a literal miracle worker), and we basically ran onto the boat. The thing that made it genuinely funny was my brother. As soon as we sat down, he said “we were one history lesson away from missing this fucking boat.” I lost it. I guess it’s one of those things where you had to be there, but my mom and I had been running on fumes planning this whole thing the night before that the relief and the comment kinda broke me.
11.) Something you’ve always wanted to learn:
Archery. Years ago, I went with a friend to a place in Chicago where you can get an hour lesson with other people, and it was really fun. I actually have pretty good aim. I guess I just don’t really have the time or resources right now to seriously consider pursuing it, but it’s something I would totally do in the future.
14.) Something you’re learning right now and want to share:
Social jazz dances I just learned the Charleston and now I’m slowly working on the 30’s variation. I don’t have the best hand-eye coordination, and I broke a bone in my foot last year, so progress has been slow.
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9teenninety5 · 3 months
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16 Questions // Tagged by @9-wing-1 :))))
Are you named after anyone?
My mom liked the name and spelling of Hayley bc of Hayley Mills. Mae is my great-grandma's middle name.
2. When was the last time you cried?
Umm probably like two days ago lol
3. Do you have kids?
Just my Bammy. Love kids but love my potential kids too much to ever birth them.. so, not happening. Plus I couldn't imagine not being able to blast my music whenever I wanted, could never do 10 years of Kids Bop. Aunty life 5ever!!
4. What sports do you play/ Have you played?
LOL played softball when I was in kindergarten. Floor hockey was my fav in PE. I loooooove swimming. Does dancing count? Love that too.
5. Do you use sarcasm?
Probably if someone is sassing me. Not usually.
6. What is the first thing you notice about people?
Their energy. It's always refreshing to be in the presence of sweeties but a lot of people are weird af. Physically? Shoes
7. What's your eye color?
Blue, like a boring blue. Although one of them has a lil green, can't remember which.
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
Depends. I prefer shitty endings tbh. I like to be fcked up when I watch something lol. Scary movies are only good if they're psychologically thrilling or incredibly cheesey. Happy ending movies are nice when you're cuddly in blankies during the day and it's raining outside.
9. Any talents?
I'm really good at floating in the pool, people tell me this so I'm not just making it up. I'm also not a horrid singer but only the shower will get that out of me. Oh and I'm also really good at spotting random animals from afar, I don't really know how to explain this one.
10. Where were you born?
Chesapeake, VA. I have been chained to the 757 my whole life except in first grade my mom moved us to Charleston, SC for a year.
11. What are your hobbies?
I could've copied his answer but.. walking nature trails, going to shows, going to museums, estate sales/thrifting/yard sales, buying art supplies that collect dust bc my creative juices have left me, going dancing, singing, designing houses on Sims or roomtodo, melting into a bed, loving on my Bammy.
12. Do you have any pets?
Bam aka my loverkinz
13. How tall?
5'3 shawty. Used to be 5'4 but I shrank bc I stopped stretching after high school PE class :D
14. Favorite subject in school?
Art all day, hate math
15. Dream Job?
When I was a kid I wanted to be a realtor just so I could look at houses all day. Now, I think it'd be fun to be a kindergarten teacher or own a big wildlife sanctuary.
16. What animals do you identify as your familiar?
Otters aka kitties of the sea
tagging @inlovewetrust555 :)
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alphaman99 · 6 months
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“This is my great-grandma, Christina Levant Platt at age 100, weeding her garden. She was born into slavery. Her “owner” was a wife that taught my great grandma to read and write secretly, which was illegal and quite dangerous at that time for both of them. She learned to read the Bible.
She had 11 children, she lost two, one son was one of the first black attorneys in US. She sent the 4 boys to college in Boston. Exceptional in those days.
She passed 5yrs before I was born but I love her as if I knew her. Family tells me she would say “ I put prayers on my children’s children’s heads”.
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Around April 12, 1861, Christina was at the 1st battle of the CIVIL WAR, in Fort Sumter at Charleston Bay, South Carolina, working in the cotton fields.
She said “the sky was black as night” from cannonball fire. She saw a man decapitated by a cannonball.
She was the water girl for the other slaves as a young girl and “ the lookout” for the slaves in the fields for the approaching overseer on horseback as they secretly knelt and prayed for their freedom.
She would watch for the switching tail of the approaching horse and would alert the slaves to rise up and return to picking cotton before he saw them.
She eventually married a Native American from the Santee Tribe. John C, Platt.
After freedom, Christina insisted upon taking her children north as she knew they would not get a good education in the south, and that’s all she cared about. She died at age 101 in 1944, where she and her husband had built a home in Medfield, Massachusetts, the first black family to move there.
With great respect, I honor my great grandmother.
So much more I could say about this miraculous woman. She gave me much strength in my hard times.
Whenever I thought I was having a hard day, I would think of her and shrug it off.
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-Brenda Russell
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imeverywoman420 · 2 years
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Growing up southern/appalachian is really crazy like my mom really didnt have indoor plumbing in like the 80s 😭 like some of my family members from the early to late 1900s just did not learn to write or read. My dads family was UMC in charleston west virginia and they sent the crazies in his family to Weston (trans allegheny lunatic asylum) but when ur poor mountain trash its just like. Grandmas running around naked in the garden again. My great aunts husband tried to shoot her but he missed and she beat him half to death with a cast iron skillet and everybody is an alcoholic
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nysocboy · 7 months
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Cousin George: "Only fools wear pajamas"
I'm starting a new series of autobiographical stories with a Gemstone connection, mostly South Carolina or megachurch-related. First up: Cousin George:
He was the son of my father's older brother, just my age, tall and blond, with a hard chest, a thin belly, and a Southern drawl. He lived in Walterboro, South Carolina, about 50 miles from Charleston but a thousand miles from Rock Island, so we visited only a few times during my chiildhood. Usually my Grandma Davis took me down on the train. What I remember most about my visits: the sizzling heat, the humidity, and the beefcake. No one in South Carolina owned a shirt. I had never seen so many muscular bodies.
And the racial diversity: Cousin George had friends who were Native American and Chinese, and even black (I never saw anyone black in heavily-segregated Rock Island).
We went fishing and crabbing, and Cousin George warned me to avoid the "dead man's fingers" inside the crab shells that would turn you into "a goon."
We went swimming in the warm salty Atlantic Ocean.
At night Cousin George and I took our baths together together in scalding-hot water, and then slept naked together under thin sheets -- "only fools wear pajamas," he insisted.
When I was 13, Grandma Davis got sick, and the train-visits stopped. We didn't stay in contact. Occasionally my father would tell me something about his three older sisters, but he never mentioned Cousin George. Apparently my uncle never mentioned him. Was he dead, or disinherited, or a disappointment?
Years later, when I was a visiting assistant professor in Florida, I got a job interview at a college in South Carolina, and afterwards I thought I'd look up my relatives. I visited my uncle and aunt, and Cousin Suzie, and then I asked about Cousin George.
They all exchanged glances. "Oh…um…we don't talk to him much," Cousin Suzie said. "He lives in Charleston." She said it with palpable disgust, like it was a cesspool of immorality.
"That's only an hour away," I pointed out. "And it's on my way home."
"Oh…um…he's busy with his own affairs, is all."
What would cause such obvious discomfort? I wondered. Only three things:
My South Carolina relatives were all strict Nazarenes. Maybe George was a backslider.
They were somewhat racist. Maybe George was in an interracial relationship.
Maybe he was gay.
Turns out: all three!
They gave me the address in Charleston -- they didn't have a phone number -- and I drove down. A massive African-American bodybuilder-type answered the door. Rod, the boyfriend!
Cousin George came home from work about an hour later, a massive blond bodybuilder-type (this isn't him, either).
We went out to dinner at the Boar's Head, a gay-friendly restaurant, and talked about bodybuilding and our jobs and romances, and the difficulty of dealing with fundamentalist relatives.
"You should have known about me back when we were kids," Cousin George said. "Why do you think I wanted to take baths together?"
"And sleep naked," Rod added. "'Only fools wear pajamas.'" They exchanged a glance and laughed.
Apparently he had heard a lot about my visits.
No, I didn't hook up with my cousin. But I did discover that both Rod and George still slept without pajamas.
The story with illustrations (no nudity) is on RIghteous Gemstones Beefcake and Boyfriends
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Funny Girl
Many Ashkenazi Jewish people who came to America at the turn of the 20th century made the Lower East Side, Brooklyn, and the Bronx their homes. Fanny Brice grew up on Henry Street in Brooklyn. She wanted nothing more than to be a star. My great-grandmother performed in the Yiddish theatre, my great-great aunt and uncle were Charleston champions! My grandma was a professional dancer in the Catskills and New Jersey.
Many people forget that Fanny Brice is a real person, not just a character portrayed by Barbra Streisand. Fanny and Barbra are important Jewish women when it comes to performance. Barbra makes Jewish women feel gorgeous.
Many people did not like the revival. I enjoyed it. I was glad they cast a Jewish woman to play Fanny. Harvey Fierstein made the show more Jewish from the Mazel tov Fanny banner to adding more comedy to his love makes me beautiful with Fanny naming her fake baby Moshe. Thank you.
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rabbitcruiser · 2 years
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Southern Food Heritage Day
The delicious aroma of pan fried chicken or the fluffy texture of a buttered biscuit, southern food brings about a sense of warmth and comfort. Southern Food Heritage Day is here to promote and celebrate the background of this delicious cuisine!
History of Southern Food Heritage Day
Founded by the Southern Food and Beverage Museum located in New Orleans, Louisiana, this day raises a glass in toast to the unique heritage and history of food that comes from the southern parts of the United States.
The food that hails from the American South offers a unique blend of cultural history that includes Native Americans as well as the British, French, and Spanish influences that were brought along during settlement. In addition, Africans who were transplanted through slavery had a strong influence on the way cuisine in the American South developed.
Many foods that are associated with Southern Food Heritage Day include squash, tomatoes and corn, which were native to the region, as well as those dish ideas that were imported, such as black eyed peas, okra, eggplant, and melons.
Offering a chance for people from the south to reconnect with their heritage and those from other places to learn about it, Southern Food Heritage Day is ready to be celebrated!
How to Celebrate Southern Food Heritage Day
Consider enjoying some of these ideas to honor and celebrate Southern Food Heritage Day:
Enjoy Eating Some Southern Food
Those who live in the southern United States have it easy because they can pop over to an easily accessible restaurant and order a plate of delicious home cookin’! Those who live in the north or other places might have to work a little harder to get access to some southern food. Cracker Barrel and Waffle House are a couple of chain restaurants that offer menu items with a southern flair.
Try Making Some Southern Food
Those who were raised in the south might have learned how to cook from their mamas or grandmas. But those who didn’t need not fear. It’s still possible to learn! The internet offers a whole host of opportunities for anyone to learn how to cook like they are from the south. Try out recipes for biscuits and gravy, chicken fried steak, fried okra, country ham or grits.
Get a New Southern Food Cookbook
To truly embrace the style of home cooking in the south, it might be a good idea to get a new cookbook in celebration of Southern Food Heritage Day! Try out some of these:
Heritage by Sean Brock (2013). Showing an appreciation – or perhaps even an obsession – for southern cooking, this best-selling author fills his cookbook with amazing photos and recipes from his residence in Charleston, South Carolina.
The Taste of Country Cooking by Edna Lewis (1976). This Southern Cooking classic offers an updated 30th Anniversary edition, showing cooks how to recover the taste of fresh, tasty and distinctly American foods.
Fannie Flagg’s Original Whistle Stop Cafe Cookbook (1995). This cookbook was inspired after Fannie Flagg found huge success with her novel titled Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe.
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afrotumble · 26 days
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Write up by Brenda Russell
“This is my grèat-gràndma, Christina Levant Platt at age 100, weeding her garden. She was born into slavery. Her “owner” was a wife that taught my great grandma to read and write secretly, which was illegal and quite dangerous at that time for both of them. She learned to read the Bible.
She had 11 children, she lost two, one son was one of the first Black attorneys in US. She sent the 4 boys to college in Boston. Exceptional in those days.
She pàssed 5yrs before I was born but I love her as if I knew her. Family tells me she would say “ I put prayers on my children’s children’s heads”. This apparently worked. Around April 12, 1861, Christina was at the 1st battle of the CIVIL WÀR, in Fort Sumter at Charleston Bay, South Carolina, working in the cotton fields. She said “the sky was black as night” from cannonball fire. She saw a man decapitated by a cannonball. She was the water girl for the other slaves as a young girl and “ the lookout” for the slaves in the fields for the approaching overseer on horseback as they secretly knelt and prayed for their freedom. She would watch for the switching tail of the approaching horse and would alert the slaves to rise up and return to picking cotton before he saw them.
She eventually married a Native American from the Santee Tribe. John C, Platt. After freedom, Christina insisted upon taking her children north as she knew they would not get a good education in the south, and that’s all she cared about. She died at age 101 in 1944, where she and her husband had built a home in Medfield, Massachusetts, the first Black family to move there. With great respect, I honor my great grandmother. So much more I could say about this miraculous woman. She gave me much strength in my hard times. Whenever I thought I was having a hard day, I would think of her and shrug it off.
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soberscientistlife · 5 months
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“This is my great-grandma, Christina Levant Platt at age 100, weeding her garden. She was born into slavery. Her “owner” was a wife that taught my great grandma to read and write secretly, which was illegal and quite dangerous at that time for both of them. She learned to read the Bible.
She had 11 children, she lost two, one son was one of the first black attorneys in US. She sent the 4 boys to college in Boston. Exceptional in those days.
She passed 5yrs before I was born but I love her as if I knew her. Family tells me she would say “ I put prayers on my children’s children’s heads”. This apparently worked💜
Around April 12, 1861, Christina was at the 1st battle of the CIVIL WAR, in Fort Sumter at Charleston Bay, South Carolina, working in the cotton fields.
She said “the sky was black as night” from cannonball fire. She saw a man decapitated by a cannonball.
She was the water girl for the other slaves as a young girl and “ the lookout” for the slaves in the fields for the approaching overseer on horseback as they secretly knelt and prayed for their freedom. She would watch for the switching tail of the approaching horse and would alert the slaves to rise up and return to picking cotton before he saw them.
She eventually married a Native American from the Santee Tribe. John C, Platt.
After freedom, Christina insisted upon taking her children north as she knew they would not get a good education in the south, and that’s all she cared about. She died at age 101 in 1944, where she and her husband had built a home in Medfield, Massachusetts, the first black family to move there.
With great respect, I honor my great grandmother.
So much more I could say about this miraculous woman. She gave me much strength in my hard times.
Whenever I thought I was having a hard day, I would think of her and shrug it off. Thank you for reading one story of millions. 💜”
-Brenda Russell
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anavatazes · 3 months
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I need a palette cleanser
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This is my soul dog, Vader, with my youngest in my mother-in-law's backyard. Vader meant the world to me, loved each and every one of my children, and he and my mother-in-law were thick as thieves. I didn't exist if Grandma was around... damn traitor, LOL. I miss him horribly, but when things get rough, like today, I look fondly on days like that one. We'd just arrived for a visit in Charleston, staying at Grandma and Popeye's, Grandma and Vader still very much alive and ready to walk the kids up to the pool. Vader would keep a close eye on the older kids but would stay next to the youngest. As you can see, she was still teeny tiny. Mara does this now, especially when the grandkids are around. Love my pack-oriented pups.
I try to save the weekends for family stuff and catch up on house stuff I couldn't get to during the week. Even when pickings are slim during the work year. I get the bulk of my money from tax season (January-May), and the majority of my clients are really sweet and kind people, that I love seeing each year. Then I get the ones that test my will to hold back my patience. I do not have any to begin with. None. You are not a child, you are not new to learning X, Y, and Z, and you are not an animal. FUCK off and leave me alone if you are going to try me. This one is a new client, and I am not going to take them back. They went behind my back to other agents to verify, that what I had shown them on the IRS' website, was true. Just because this year they made more money than they did last year and are not getting back as much as they think they should. Not going into any more details, as it is a breach of contract, but fuck... Dude, I went to school for 4 years, I do my care of duty and due diligence every year, and I stay in touch with multiple CPAs, CPEs, IRS agents, and so forth, to make sure I know what the fuck I am doing. I don't mess with huge dollar amounts, but it's still people's money, and I am not going to fuck around with it. Business insurance only gets you so far. And there is my own personal Jiminy Cricket to contend with. Yeah, no.
Anyway, be nice to your tax preparer, whatever their title may be. And if you can't, go do your taxes yourself. And have fun with that if you have a lot of complicated bullshit to deal with.
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badbreed1111 · 5 months
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“This is my great-grandma, Christina Levant Platt at age 100, weeding her garden.
She was born into slavery. Her “owner” was a wife that taught my great grandma to read and write secretly, which was illegal and quite dangerous at that time for both of them.
She learned to read the Bible.
She had 11 children, she lost two, one son was one of the first black attorneys in US. She sent the 4 boys to college in Boston.
Exceptional in those days.
She passed 5yrs before I was born but I love her as if I knew her. Family tells me she would say “I put prayers on my children’s children’s heads”.
This apparently worked💜
Around April 12, 1861, Christina was at the 1st battle of the CIVIL WAR, in Fort Sumter at Charleston Bay, South Carolina, working in the cotton fields.
She said “the sky was black as night” from cannonball fire. She saw a man decapitated by a cannonball.
She was the water girl for the other slaves as a young girl and “ the lookout” for the slaves in the fields for the approaching overseer on horseback as they secretly knelt and prayed for their freedom.
She would watch for the switching tail of the approaching horse and would alert the slaves to rise up and return to picking cotton before he saw them.
She eventually married a Native American from the Santee Tribe. John C, Platt.
After freedom, Christina insisted upon taking her children north as she knew they would not get a good education in the south, and that’s all she cared about.
She died at age 101 in 1944, where she and her husband had built a home in Medfield, Massachusetts, the first black family to move there.
With great respect, I honor my great grandmother.
So much more I could say about this miraculous woman.
She gave me much strength in my hard times.
Whenever I thought I was having a hard day, I would think of her and shrug it off.
Thank you for reading one story of millions. 💜 💜
Brenda Russell
Wow! I love to hear stories like this. Sharing is caring. Rip...😢❤️
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torainwill · 10 months
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FLEECE JOHNSON SAYS HELL GET LOCKED UP TO GET NEXT TO BROTHER POLIGHT | TORAIN WILL REACTS
FLEECE JOHNSON SAY’S HE’LL GET LOCKED UP TO GET NEXT TO BROTHER POLIGHT | TORAIN WILL REACTS https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AKqoRi3aPU FLEECE JOHNSON SAY’S HE’LL GET LOCKED UP TO GET NEXT TO BROTHER POLIGHT FOR WHAT HE’S BEING CHARGED WITH #fleecejohnson #brotherpolight #storytime 🔔 Subscribe for an inside look into urban life, personal stories, and vibrant community events: https://youtube.com/@torainwill ✅ Stay Connected To Me. 👉 Instagram: https://ift.tt/1IUqo2f ✅ For Business Inquiries: [email protected] ============================= ✅ Other Videos You Might Be Interested In Watching: 👉 YOUNG DOLPH SHOT TO DEATH, AND BLAC YOUNGSTA GRANDMA KILLED ?! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yosrdLntw3w 👉 Feds PICK UP Boosie on 🔫 Charge: Charleston White's HILARIOUS Reaction | Torain Will https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6lrZymEIcs&t=1s 👉 Torain Will REACTS: Ex-NFL Player Travis Randolph Acquitted of Murder https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9yVYnnZw2-M&t=28s 👉 Taxstone Sentencing: My Response to a Fake A$ Lawyer | Torain Will https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDSYRZyOoIU&t=20s ======================== ✅ About Torain Will: Giving you an inside view from my personal and overall options about the current climate and day-to-day events of the community and world abroad as well as true personal stories from me and my guest growing up in the inner city (NYC) in an urban environment and sharing the experiences that comes with it. For Collaboration and Business inquiries, please use the contact information below: 📩 Email: [email protected] 🔔 Subscribe for an inside look into urban life, personal stories, and vibrant community events: https://youtube.com/@torainwill ================================= Disclaimer: We do not accept any liability for any loss or damage which is incurred by you acting or not acting as a result of watching any of my publications. You acknowledge that you use the information I provide at your own risk. Do your own research. Copyright Notice: This video and my YouTube channel contain dialogue, music, and images that are the property of Torain Will. You are authorised to share the video link and channel and embed this video in your website or others as long as a link back to my Youtube Channel is provided. © Torain Will TAGS: Code TwL% via Torain Will https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPq-gVmP5-XE7PdpWTELxPw July 14, 2023 at 02:12AM
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