Tag: Truth

Posted in Beautiful Savannah, Issues with Race

“I (Still) Have A Dream.”

Posted on by Neal Saye

One of my favorite Savannah squares (we have 22 in all) here in my Historic District neighborhood is Greene Square, just a few minutes walk from our place.

See the building behind the lamp post and the centuries-old live oak tree?

It’s the Second African Baptist Church, founded in 1802.

And one of my favorite places to sit and read is that little wooden bench in the lower right hand corner of the photo above. See it?

Here I am sitting and reading a couple of nights ago.

Oh, if buildings could talk!

But wait, they can!

Listen …

visitsavannah.com

AMERICAN HERO MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. FIRST PREACHED HIS ICONIC “I HAVE A DREAM” SPEECH RIGHT HERE.

May we continue to have and share his dream.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 7/22/23 “No”

Posted on by Neal Saye

So this afternoon Robert and I enjoyed a Late Lunch of Smash-burgers at the Crispi Food Truck in front of local brewery Two Tides here in Savannah.

From their cool website.

Here’s HR negotiating the colorful stairs afterwards, sporting his expensive Braves jersey (don’t get me started), knee brace (long story) and little gay socks.

What? You can’t really see them and want a better look? Okay, no problem …

(I did a sneak photo after we got home.)

Well, after a long time getting down the stairs, we walked a bit in the cool and hip Starland District of Savannah. And we ran across this also cool and hip tattoo parlor/clothing boutique.

I love their … “entry requirements.”

If only every establishment in these United States of America could hold the same “entry requirements/blessings.”

Posted in Life and Death

“Just Set It Down“

Posted on by Neal Saye

I’m having a bit of trouble being happy today, after the Colorado Springs gay club massacre.

But today we were walking through Hobby Lobby, looking for Thanksgiving placemats for our family gathering, and I came across this.

And it made me smile. I needed to smile.

And HR seems to think the sentiment rings true.

P.S. But aren’t gay clubs supposed to be safe havens? Robert and I have visited them in New York City, Washington DC, Atlanta, Baltimore (HR’s hometown), New Orleans, etc. etc. etc.

But lately, whenever we go into a gay establishment, I look for the exits, just in case.

And even more sadly, when I go to our gay friendly church here in Savannah, I remind myself where the exits are, just in case.

It really shouldn’t be this way.