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The Mattaponi River, photo by Sean B. Lennon
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Thanks for joining my blog! Thought I’d share an article I wrote some years back, sharing with others the kind of love I grew up -my, we need more of this today!  Sherri L Rose - Richmond Times Dispatch, Feb 14, 2015
My sweet mama, Marjorie Peatross Rose, was born in 1925 and graduated from high school in 1942. After attending business classes she worked downtown at the Internal Revenue Service and rode the bus every day from her parents' home in Richmond. She continued working until marrying my daddy, David "Mike" O. Rose, in 1948. Mama (and Daddy) were both raised in the Baptist Church and continued in this faith for their entire lives. Mama actively taught all of her daughters (I'm the second of four) her mantra of life: "Love One Another." And that meant everyone. No exclusions. Always. In the mid-1940s, Jim Crow laws were in full effect — those horrific mandates that forced the segregation of two races: one with color, one without (there's certainly no space for that history lesson here!). My mother knew that to force the segregation of people on "her bus" was just wrong. "They had to pay the same amount we did ... so why did they have to ride in the back? It just wasn't right." So she rode in the back of the bus in the area designated for persons of color. My mother had such a delightful and optimistic way of looking at life; reflecting all on her own, and looking at things somewhat simplistically and literally at times; but also in a very insightful, loving and compassionate way. She never viewed herself as a social activist or a white anti-racist. She certainly had no diversity training in those days — but she had her own personal sense of cultural awareness. She simply knew that segregation was wrong. So she rode in the back of the bus and frequently enjoyed knitting while on her way to work. On a lighter note, one day when my mother was knitting on the bus her ball of yarn went flying out the window. The bus stopped and a very kind person handed her yarn back through the window. She told this story many more times than where she chose to sit on the bus. In the '60s my daddy owned a small motel. Segregation was still a very serious issue during these times. A bus stopped, and the coach of an out-of-town basketball team entered the motel office. The coach approached my dad, saying they had a young man "of color" on their team. Could they please stay at his motel? The answer from my dad was an emphatic yes. My mama and daddy had a quiet and humble way of actively practicing the kindness and love that we all should exhibit. My mama's choice to ride on the back of the bus; my dad's to register a young man of color to his motel are truly examples of how we all should act. Mama died recently. Daddy died in 2009. I am saddened by the persistence of racial tension and inequalities. It is my hope that one day this will truly go away. The bottom line? "Love One Another." As my sweet mama said: Everyone, all the time, no exceptions. Sherri is a retired nurse practitioner who continues to volunteer at her previous place of employment, Hospice Community Care. She enjoys singing, playing the piano, gardening, cooking, traveling and spending time with her loving husband, George. They live in Mechanicsville.
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I’m getting things ready behind the scenes for the pitching process of my next book, titled “You Gotta Take What Comes: A Memoir of Joys, Traumas, and Resilience”. Part of that process is creating a new website and transferring the domain over from my previous book, “The Teensy Weensy Virus”. “The Teensy Weensy Virus” will still be available from your local bookstore or through my contact form. More information about what’s next is coming soon, sign up for my blog to hear all the exciting updates! Sherri Rose was born in Richmond, Virginia and has lived in the state her whole life. She received her Bachelor of Science in nursing from VCU’s MCV campus in 1975, then returned to school to complete her certificate as a pediatric nurse practitioner in 1977. She has almost 50 years of active practice under her belt, most of which she pursued while raising 3 daughters. She completed her master's degree in nursing at the University of Virginia in 2005, becoming a family nurse practitioner, and eventually also took on the responsibilities of a hospice and palliative care nurse. She has cared for people at all stages of life and makes it a point to try to learn something new every day.
Our last translation, Thai, has been completed!!! We are so proud. This has taken me an entire year, to complete all 8 translations. Our next step is better international marketing which is no simple task. Please share this great news with your friends, especially if they teach pre-school or early elementary school. I love getting emails – let me hear from you! My best to you all, please get immunized and boosted, wear your masks, wash your hands and distance! Sherri  For the month of June, every person who died from COVID in the state of Maryland, had not been vaccinated. Shall I say any more? I wrote The Teensy Weensy Virus Book & Song for Preschoolers as a retired pediatric and family nurse practitioner. I recognized that COVID-19 is such an incredibly smart virus. It will continue to mutate, and we do not know how this will all evolve. It will continue to mutate to thrive in its favorite host, the human. There are so many scientists that have and continue to research the data, but we must collect data as we go along now....there's no data to examine since the virus emerged. Keep yourself safe and your families! Please get vaccinated. Otherwise, you risk getting COVID and the possibility of death. A recent interview by Sherri L. Rose: "If you don't succeed, try and try again" (click on title for link)  |
