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December 6, 2018 2:30pm

About Me.  When I saw Fremont advertisement advertised earlier today at Merriam Webster website, I thought about Fremont Street in Jersey City, where my parents and my siblings lived when they moved to Jersey City from Andrews, South Carolina.  I was already living in Jersey City, on Whiton Street with my aunt and uncle, Ruth and Ralph.


What’s you Extraordinary?
(Merriam Webster,
December 6, 2018,

Mayfair Farms
Invitation mailed exclusively to me, when Wesley was no longer a student at St. Peter’s Prep. I do not know Sha_Jetta; Wesley wrote the mail address on the envelope.

[Indian (India) music]

From Fremont Street my parents and my siblings moved to Maple Street, next to the railroad track, a six-family apartment building that my father purchased; he qualified for a GI loan.  (My parents did not bring with them the piano that was in the living room on Fremont Street, it wasn’t in working condition which is why the previous residents left the piano in the living room.) All six families were related, all from Andrews, South Carolina. That’s the way families used to be.

One day in the year 2007 or 2008 when my oldest grandaughter was a student at P.S. 22, I stood in front of P.S. 22, Maple Street entrance, and I looked to my left and I saw an unobstructed view of Jersey City Medical Center/Margaret Hague Hospital, which is not Beacon Condominiums.  I then turned and looked to my right and I saw flatland, and in the distance, beyond the railroad track, Liberty Center windmill and Science Center dome.

In the year 1958, my father sold the six-family apartment building on Maple Street and purchased a two-family house “on the hill,” on Claremont Avenue; Jersey City Board of Education is on the corner.

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My daughter Lisa’s son’s, my grandsons, Kaleef and Jason, know nothing about their maternal family.  I suffered terribly from a paranoid complex thinking their fraternal family thought I was too wicked to have them associate with me. My youngest grandson’s name is Wesley Nyles McLeon.  Because by the time he was born the period that I refer to as the nightmare had begun, Wesley also does not know his maternal family either, in fact, neither did Lisa and neither does Leslie. So many mistakes I’ve made in life, Why did Jehovah God choose me, of all people, to do this work He has assigned me to do?

June 2008, Wesley graduated from St. Patricks Grammar School on Bramhall Avenue in Jersey City.  That day, graduation day, on the sidewalk at the curb in front of the school, folded up taped boxes, SYSCO boxes.

The graduation ceremony was longer than it would have been, because of the many students who received scholarships (I am not lying) and one letter of commendation for one student, a letter of commendation from Mr and Mrs George W Bush (Jehovah God knows, I am not lying).   I must emphasize the fact that St. Patrick’s Grammar School, which is now closed, was a typical 1990s inner city (poor community) Catholic grammar school.

The only recognition my grandson Wesley received was a stern comment from Ms. Link, “Wezley, stop talking.”  (I am not lying.)  From the microphone on the stage, in between commending and naming student who had received scholarships from Glen Cunningham Foundation (I have no complaint against now deceased Glen Cunningham or his wife) and I cannot remember whom else, Ms. Link singled out Wesley for a reprimand, for the entire audience, and audio and visual recording, to hear.

The ceremony was long also because of the applause and cheering when the graduates’ names were called. Incredible!  From the sound of the applause and cheering, you would think the the grammar school graduate recipients of the accolades had actually accomplished something big!  Of course, such applause, hoopla and hollering is not heard at the really top grammar school graduations where students excel in the sciences, math, history, English.

A few times I cleaned the yard around the school; I brought with me gloves and a plastic bag, and I picked up all the plastic and papers, and threw in the garbage before I boarded a bus back to Brooklyn, and I am sure my grandson Wesley probably told his classmates, his grandmother is crazy.  There was no parents association though I am certain some parents would have liked to have had one.

I have no complaint against Ms. Link, or Maeve McDermott or the other nun they two so very kind to us months earlier when Wesley was hospitalized.  I purchased a really pretty blank card but didn’t mail it because I kept putting off writing a note, so busy was I sending emails every day, so inconsiderate of me to not take a few minutes to write a note to Maeve McDermott, and mail the note.

Maeve McDermott is or was a board member at St. Peter’s Prep and St. Peter’s University.

The last time I rode past St. Peter’s College, there’s a McDermott Hall building and a Lee Hall building.

On our way to the hospital that day, St. Mary’s Hospital in Hoboken which is now known as Hoboken Hospital, during conversation I mentioned something or other about Carnegie Hall Family Concert, that I had taken Wesley to a concert at Carnegie Hall, I do not know what the conversation was about that prompted me to mention that bit of information.  I later realized, I probably sounded very pretentious, as though I was trying to be, and trying to make Wesley, too, of a class that we were not.  I wasn’t.  just really enjoy classical musical.

188 Marie Benedict

“No need for apologies, Clara.  It’s just an observation. Funny, really. Anyway, Patrick tells me that you and your sisters were always a bit different. Your father educated you to think like men, he says.”

Maeve’s word took me aback. Not that she meant any offense, no, that wasn’t her intention at all. Maeve was a plain speaker, and she was just repeating the generally held perception of my family. It seemed that I’d been an outsider for longer than I’d realized.

(Carnegie’s Maid, Marie Benedict, page 188)

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Tao (/d/, /t/) or Dao (/d/) DOW; from Chinese: ; pinyin: Dào [tâu] (About this soundlisten)) is a Chinese word signifying ‘way’, ‘path’, ‘route’, ‘road’ or sometimes more loosely ‘doctrine’, ‘principle’ or ‘holistic science[1] . Within the context of traditional Chinese philosophy and religion, Tao is the natural order of the universe whose character human intuition must discern in order to realize the potential for individual wisdom. This intuitive knowing of “life” cannot be grasped as just a concept but is known through actual living experience of one’s everyday being.

Jesus Christ is the way, the only way.  There is no other way.