As a young teenager in the early ‘80s growing up in Little Rock, Arkansas, I discovered Dr. Maya Angelou’s writings, and took pride in knowing she had roots in Stamps, Arkansas. In my young mind, that geographic closeness gave me a minuscule amount of “something in common” with this remarkable woman. Reading her memoirs, I […]

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