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Family Interview with: Cousin Vernon/aka Afro bro' March 10 2013, 1 Comment

April/PruCheek Owner              Chubbie/Back in the Day              Chubbie/All growed up   

April – Hi Chubster!

Vernon – Hey cousin! 

April – So you got a chance to look at the card with your fabulous ‘fro?

Vernon – I did I did

April – Did you ever use that line “You’re as fine as wine”?

Vernon – I never used the line. It has been used on me! (Laughing)

April – Oh please!  How old were you in that photo?

Vernon – I was a junior or senior in high school

April- How much work was that ‘fro?

Vernon-I had to work on that to make sure it was fluffy. Jackie (cousin) would French braid my hair on the weekend to give it some body. You know so it wouldn’t get tight. Dad would wash my hair and give it a good blow out and trim. If I did it myself I could do a plat.

April – A plat! (Braid) I have not heard that word for years. And I forget Uncle Vernon’s a barber. -What were your three favorite things at that time?

Vernon – Wow uh; girls, cars, and working after school

April – I just knew you’d say girls, cars, and girls. Where’d you work?

Vernon – I had two jobs. I worked at the Urban League. Your dad got me that job. And I worked at night from 5-11PM at a bank.

April - I know you went to Langston College. How did you decide to go there?

Vernon – I really didn’t plan on going to college. I really wasn’t thinking about what was next until I was working at the Urban League. I was a file clerk and Carl Jones was the Comptroller at the time. He encouraged me to think about college and applying at Langston. He helped with the applications because all of that stuff was so overwhelming to me. He was really why I was able to go and it changed my life. I picked my Afro out, jumped on the bus to Langston, and the rest is history.

April – I’m so proud of you. You’ve done so much Mr. Bigwig at the U.S. Treasury. What exactly is your title?

Vernon – Director of Compliance Operations for the U.S. Treasury Senior Executive Services.

April – Whew. That’s a mouthful. So Mr. Muckety muck, I have always called you Chubby but I don’t where the name originated.

Vernon -The name "Chubby" was actually given to me by Biggie.  The story goes that at my birth, I weighed close to nine pounds at which time she proclaimed; "Wow this baby is chubby" and henceforth, I was known by this nickname.

April – Yes; and henceforth my butt. I’ll have to blog next about “Biggie” and who the heck that is since it’s an unknown to folks outside the family. One more thing; how is it that we were born only six days apart and yet, I’m several years older than you?

Vernon – Some things must remain mysteries!

April –Uh yeah. Thanks for your time Chub Dub! Love you!

Vernon – Love you too



New Card Collection: Family & Black History Month September 27 2012, 0 Comments

                         Grams                                                                                                                                                          (Pruitt family in front of Tennessee home)

The woman, fourth from the left, wearing the blouse with the long white sleeves is my great-grandmother. She was the sweetest person I've ever known. We called her "Grams." She would be thrilled to see how much the world has changed. And in many ways horrified. "A  colored president?",she would say. "My Lord Jesus. God is good." And new styles, "Baby (trying not to laugh); why are those boys' pants falling off?  Lord it looks uncomfortable."

She was a different generation (old school as they say) and said "colored" instead of negro or black. African American? She would not get that at all. "Why in the world", I could hear her say, "would we call ourselves that? We're already Americans we're just colored. White people are American too they're just white." All so simple but not so simple. Now I think about her seeing these African American greeting cards. She would say, "Sweetheart, these are pretty cards. Pretty colors. Is that your cousin Beverly? Baby who is going to buy these cards?"

Here's to Black History,(or whatever you choose to call it) not just a month in February.  Here's to the people who choose to purchase these "colorful" cards. Thank you. Here's to Grams with love for teaching me it's okay to question the status quo and for seeing the humor in all things.