Black History Month: Provo, Utah

    I lived in Provo-Orem, Utah for five years in the 1990s. I formative part of my life. I studied a lot of Spanish, a good deal of Arabic; I traveled to more of Chile, Israel, Palestine, and Egypt. These places, none of the above, do not have a lot to do with African-American history. However, there are tie ins to me, personally, to Black History for me while I was in those places.

    There were people of African-American origin in those places, just not what many think of as places of ethnic diversity.

    In Provo alone I got to know and become friends with a few. Franklin from Fresno, California. A very nice, enthusiastic young man from Sandusky, Ohio, who I have not thought of in a long time. (His name...)

    I am glad I wrote this!

    BREAK: Shout out and condolences to Rondell Moore, who just died at age 25. Did he not have millions? Money does not solve all things.

    Oh, a Purdue guy who put fear into me like few I have ever seen on the football field.

    We still have a week of African-American history.

    Where does it fit with you?

    Watching the Bulls with Waleed, later Jenni, and others.

    Remembering the best: Michael Jordan. Penny and Shaq were not bad, either.

    Air Jordan, and was it... Spike Lee? Or Chris Rock. Tyra Banks' tooth brush...

    Haha. Ha.