By Dr. Ileana Johnson Paugh —— Bio and Archives--October 6, 2011
As my husband drove on Republic Boulevard, I was scanning the landscape for sights that looked familiar. After 25 years, everything looked so transformed yet not much different from my childhood years. Newer construction and overgrown trees made everything impossible to recognize, so I thought.
As we neared our block A6, I spotted the small shopping complex where we bought our bread, milk, oil, and the occasional sweet treats. Mom sent me many afternoons to buy fresh bread, knowing that I would come back with half of the crust eaten as if some hungry rodent had gnawed the best part. Often I would lose the change which I held tightly in my fist – I was six years old.The Comment section of online publications is the new front in the ongoing Cancel Culture Battle.
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