Now I'm an old Christmas tree the roots of which have died. They just come along and while the little needles fall off me replace them with medallions.
I have the terrible feeling that because I am wearing a white beard and am...
Windows are as essential to office prestige as Christmas is to retailing.
Seems like God don't see fit to give the black man nothing but dreams - but He did give us children to make them dreams seem worthwhile.
