Bridget Brewster Discovers Village Benefits
Rumor of Humor #16
Communications Project with Cal State LA
One Villager's Story
Pasadena Area Liberal Arts Center
Pasadena Village Responds to Rainbow Flag Burning at Pasadena Buddhist Temple
Plan Ahead - And Be Prepared
Tuesday, May 23 Pasadena Celebrated Older Americans
Reparations, Social Justice Activity
Rumor of Humor #14
Rumor of Humor #13
Science Monday - Review of Meeting on April 10, 2023
Conversations Re African American Artists Before 1920
Beyond the Village – Suzi and Phil Hoge
Congratulations Wayne April! Honored at UNH
Volunteer Appreciation at the Village
“ACCIDENTAL HOST—The Story of Rat Lungworm Disease”
Pasadenans Recent Experience With Racism
Recent Events Reflecting Racism
Fig and Goat Cheese Bruschetta
Photography for Social Justice
BEYOND THE VILLAGE - Catherine Deely
Creative Writing in Older Adults
Gifts of Love
Great Decisions update
Dominion Lawsuit, South Africa and 710 Stub
2023 DEI Progress
BEYOND THE VILLAGE - Doug Colliflower
CONVERSATIONS WITH ART
OLDER ADULTS RESOURCE FAIR
The Important, Influential Books in our Lives - Revisited
History, Resolution of the 710 Freeway
Eminent Domain, 710 Highway
Bernard Garrett, 710 Freeway
Men's Times Gatherings
Pasadena's Senior Commission
BEYOND THE VILLAGE - JIM HENDRICK
GRATITUDE - IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!
JEFF GUTSTADT - FORENSIC PATHOLOGIST
Bernard Garrett, Incredible Black Entrepreneur
What is the "Spirit Talk" Group About?
Same Ol’ New Year, Brand New Me
Review of 2022, Consideration of 2023
BEYOND THE VILLAGE - PATTI LA MARR
FROM THE CHAIR
WALK WITH EASE
Some thoughts on 8 minutes, 46 secondsBy Margo Halsted
I can’t breathe. Eight minutes, forty-six seconds. I can’t breathe.
George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery . . .
Videos (thank God for them), TV, newspapers, protesters . . .
I’ve not fully understood how a Black person feels.
I am learning.
I never capitalized Black before.
I had some Black friends at junior and senior high school. They had to walk a long way to school, literally “from across the tracks”.
My mother-in-law many years ago said she understood that I had been friends with Black students in school. “But you never would dance with one, would you?” she asked. I responded that I had. She didn’t believe me or didn’t want to believe me.
My Black hairdresser would tell me how her son was pulled over by a cop almost every day on his way to work. She had other very scary stories about her other son and the police.
So far, the only other ways I’ve actually made a difference have been to make a donation to the NAACP Legal Defense and Educational Fund, Inc. (LFD) and to the Los Angeles Chapter of BLM.
I am learning.