If we demand it.

It has finally turned cold in Greensboro. A mother is walking her children bundled up in sweatshirts and hats down the broken sidewalk toward the school bus. The neighborhood’s work trucks left hours ago, before the sun came up, as adults left for their jobs.

It feels like any day…

Crossing divides in small Southern towns.

Yesterday, I was in a small Southern town, the type of town with the court house at the square where the cars drive slow and old timers sit outside the soda shop and the waiter in the diner always says “God bless you, honey pie” when I tip him for…

How do we create communities where this can’t happen?

The other day, a friend sent me a photo of the billboard from the side of the road in my hometown. It was put up by a local realtor and read: “Tired of the Plandemic? Move to the country!” and implored viewers to contact him. Next to the text was…

We can and should invest in them

It’s 6:30 AM and I am sitting on my porch steps with a cup of coffee. In 10 minutes I’ll go inside to start breakfast for my son. I can tell time by the movements of my neighbors. The woman wearing scrubs up the street cranks her Buick; the housekeeper…

Gwen Frisbie-Fulton

Mother. Southerner. Storyteller. Bread and Roses. #race #class #poverty #gender #equity #children #egalitarianorganizing #bottomupstorytelling *views my own*

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