Dear Brittany

By GAWJJ

A retired educator, Dr. Jones has spent years writing as a hobby. She has written skits, poems, and other dramatic themes for family, church, friends, organizations, and schools. A soloist, motivational speaker, workshop leader/organizer/planner, liturgist, poet, and writer, she has been published in Poetry Anthology and several other journals. Dear Brittany is her third book. Her other books are, From My Heart to Yours and From Our Hearts to Yours.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781499071719

GAWJJ

The Rev. Dr. Geraldine J. Jones, a native of Seaford, Delaware, is a graduate of Delaware State University, Central Michigan University, and Capella University, from which she earned her PhD in education. She received a master of divinity from Palmer Theological Seminary in Wynnewood, Pennsylvania. Dr. Jones has been affiliated with more than twenty-five professional, civic, church, and community organizations, which includes Who’s Who Among Black Americans and Who’s Who in the World of Women. She is a Golden Life member of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. A retired educator, Dr. Jones has spent years writing as a hobby. She has written skits, poems, and other dramatic themes for family, church, friends, organizations, and schools. A soloist, motivational speaker, workshop leader/organizer/planner, liturgist, poet, and writer, she has been published in Poetry Anthology and several other journals. “Dear Brittany” is her third book. Her other books are, “From My Heart to Yours” and From Our Hearts to Yours.”

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DEAR BRITTANY

GAWJJ

Copyright © 2015 by GAWJJ.

ISBN:      Hardcover      978-1-4990-7169-6

      Softcover      978-1-5035-3537-4

      eBook      978-1-4990-7171-9

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the

product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance

to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

The Neighborhood

The Wedding

Miss Olga

Miss Marie

Stepping Freely

The Trunk

Bullying

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Daddy Stubb

Dreaming

How Shall I Forget?

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Mayonnaise And Sugar Sandwiches

What Should I Remember?"

A Gift Of Love

The Electric Company

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The Letter

Freedom

Bless Your Heart

Thinking

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The Train Ride

The Last Stop

EPILOGUE

Written with love to all my family and friends

THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Congratulations! We finally did it…completed our book of poems. Wow!

And, now, what is our next project? Shall we continue to write and to dream?

Why not?

We find great joy in the pen. We can talk to each other and to others. We must remember that we are writing for the generations to come… our generations. Do you think that the family will create an author within the next generation, as well?

These ventures are so exciting. I cannot wait to continue telling tales about the family and the neighborhood. The neighborhood in all its uniqueness was a fascinating community of hard working laborers, domestic workers, factory laborers and a few professional; as well.

Seaport Town was a small community of family and friends. All the people knew one another. Whether we lived in town or in the country, we still knew all of the folk in Seaport Town, the oyster hub of the area… population twenty thousand.

We could divide the community by its churches. There were four small churches on the side of town… where all the Black folks lived.

Most of the folks attended the Christ Pentecostal Church. The Pentecostal church boasted of shouting spirit-filled preachers. The musicians were the envy of the other churches in East Seaport. All of their musicians could play multiple instruments, sing, and write songs.

The Greater Hope A.M.E. Church and St. James A.M. E. Zion Church faced one another on opposite sides of Franklin Street which was the main thoroughfare in the heart of East Seaport. At any time of a day, Franklin Street was bustling with traffic and business.

Mr. Ned’s Barbershop was on the north end of the street. Across the street from the barbershop was the Grear’s Garage and gas station owned by Mr. Ned’s brother, Jonathan Grear. The Harold, a two-story hotel, stood in the middle of the block.

Cousin Ned’s Hot Dog and Shoe Shine stand was crunched between two apartment buildings. And, next door to the three buildings was Pop’s Taxi and and candy store.

On the south end of the busy street, was Muriel’s Luncheonette, Ms. Ollie’s Take-Out Booth, and the Saturday Night Dance Parlor. Traveling south on Franklin Street, it was hard to miss the Bar & Grill, Fisher’s Package Store, and the State Service Center &