Why I Married a Black Woman

February 18, 2013   // 0 Comments

  by Steven James Dixon I had to have me a sister. She is who I am most comfortable with. She understands me. Our struggles are one in the same. We relate to each other on a different level. I need someone who understands that Thanksgiving means collard greens, cornbread, peach cobbler and honey ham. Christmas doesn’t just mean Christmas caroling. It means Christmas classics by the Temp...

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