The black community in the Ann Arbor area includes Bethel African Methodist Episcopal Church, Second Baptist Church, Brown Chapel, the Ann Arbor Community Center, the old Jones School, and other well-remembered places. The photographs representing this history follow the progress of the African American community from 1857, when the Rev. J. M. Gregory gathered together a small congregation at 504 High Street, to 1996, when Dr. Homer Neal assumed leadership of the University of Michigan as its interim president. This integral but little-known part of Ann Arbor area history is preserved in Another Ann Arbor.

A woman, age twenty-two, with two small children and married only five years, sits watching a campfire when she suddenly becomes aware that she is no longer married. Another time, she is out to dinner with a friend, only to be urgently sent home to save her dying son.

She walks along a beautifully landscaped boulevard, notices a church with stained-glass windows, and finds God speaking to her. Her daughter is away at college when a dream warns her she is going to lose her to a horrific accident.

One minute she is folding clothes beside her bed and the next watching Jesus observing the whole Earth. Working in nursing, she gets a heads-up about a difficult night, and another time, some creative help with a sewing problem, as well as deliverance from an addiction that was going to end in her suicide?

These things happened. I know, because I am that woman.

The Bible tells us to tell others what wonderful things God has done for us: "Publish his glorious deeds among the nations. Tell everyone about the amazing things He does" (Psalm 96:3). I have learned many things since being that twenty-two-year-old at the campfire, but most of all I have learned that God is love.

Stand up, take notice, the poems in this book aren't your typical sugar-n-spice, candy coated version you're accustomed to. They won't make you feel all warm and cozy inside. My poems come from the streets, the news, talk shows, and yes, some even from the workplace. They're from true life events and happenings. They might seem like they're from the wrong side of the tracks, but in reality, they're everywhere. My poems take you from any neighborhood or town who has internet access, behind closed doors, to Wall Street, and right up to Washington. Reality is everywhere and we all get hit with it, some each day of our lives. Yes, my poems are real, but the format is as soft as they get. You'll be able to relate to some and say "Yes, how true " I hope I have in some way expressed myself the way I meant to and in no way offended anyone. Peace be with you all........My prayer each night.

A woman, age twenty-two, with two small children and married only five years, sits watching a campfire when she suddenly becomes aware that she is no longer married. Another time, she is out to dinner with a friend, only to be urgently sent home to save her dying son.

She walks along a beautifully landscaped boulevard, notices a church with stained-glass windows, and finds God speaking to her. Her daughter is away at college when a dream warns her she is going to lose her to a horrific accident.

One minute she is folding clothes beside her bed and the next watching Jesus observing the whole Earth. Working in nursing, she gets a heads-up about a difficult night, and another time, some creative help with a sewing problem, as well as deliverance from an addiction that was going to end in her suicide?

These things happened. I know, because I am that woman.

The Bible tells us to tell others what wonderful things God has done for us: "Publish his glorious deeds among the nations. Tell everyone about the amazing things He does" (Psalm 96:3). I have learned many things since being that twenty-two-year-old at the campfire, but most of all I have learned that God is love.