From Black History Maker to HERoine Legacy

When I was in high school, I was named a “McDonald’s Black History Maker of Tomorrow.” At that point in my life, I really didn’t reflect on what that distinguished award meant until this past weekend when I thought about it while driving from Memphis to Indianapolis.

On Saturday, March 18, I was recognized as a #HERoineLegacy honoree for Women’s History Month by Fresh Touch Publicity. 

When I learned I was going to be honored, shock was my first emotion. I am not one of those people who asks let alone needs to receive awards (and yes, those type of people do exist unfortunately). It’s just not my love language. I work in social service, specifically public health, where we always not only work as a team but for the betterment of our respective communities. 

Little did I know this woman (pictured in the photo above next to me) was observing my efforts and hard work. She is a truly AMAZING human being with a heart of gold, a soul filled with so much love and a smile which will light up any room. 

TJ: Thank you for selecting me to stand beside all the beautiful, intelligent and talented Black women for the #HERoineLegacy Awards Brunch! You are truly a gem to me and the entire Memphis community. 

To my blog readers: Check out the digital magazine featuring stories about all the honorees, including me! Go to: http://ftpublicity.com/the-heroinelegacy-2017-magazine/.

As always, these are thoughts “From My Hart.”

Voting is Your Right and Responsibility

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Yesterday, Thursday (Oct. 8), was Election Day in Memphis. Residents had the opportunity to vote on a new mayor and members of the City Council among other positions. [DISCLAIMER: I never reveal who received my vote.]

It’s the day after. Has anyone taken their Morning After Pill yet? Anyone trying to prevent some disaster after your candidate lost their bid? With so many Monday Morning Quarterbacks on this Friday I had to double check my calendar to make sure I hadn’t slept through the entire weekend.

Like it or not, we reside in a democratic country. Aside from major voter controversies (i.e. Bush vs. Gore), candidates who won did so fair and square. The day after an election is not the time to throw tomatoes at the ones who were victorious or to throw them under the bus when they haven’t even technically stepped foot onto it. If your candidate did not win, you must accept defeat and move forward.

This blog post, however, is not about being politically correct in statements on social media and all the trash talking I have seen in the last 12 hours. This post is about the absolutely embarrassing and disgusting number of individuals who did not even cast a vote at all.

Sure, we could point fingers. Hell, I could look in the mirror and blame myself. Admittedly, I didn’t do anything in this election cycle to encourage people to register to vote or to actually go to the polls. You could say I’m part of the problem. I accept that and know what I need to do the next time.

With all that being said, let me address those who plan to run for office in the future. Whether you voted for President Barack Obama or not, do you know WHY he won the last two elections? Yes I know it was a presidential election. And yes I know it was historical because he is an African-American man. He won the elections because he had an unprecedented ground game and strategy. He had folks in his camp walking door to door not just in neighborhoods they were comfortable being in, but they went to communities with individuals who are often forgotten until election time and lit a fire in the younger generations who so heavily rely on social media.

Let’s take a moment to look at the demographics of Memphis, Tennessee. According to the last census (2014), we have a population estimate of 656,861 of which 63.3% is African-American. According to the Urban Dictionary (credible source, right?!? ha!), those in the millennial generation were born between 1982 and 1994. Other (probably more credible sources) have a larger gap claiming these individuals were born between 1980 and 2000. My point? I have one. I’m getting there!

In Memphis, here is a breakdown of the number of people who fit that millennial generation description via the latest statistics (keep in mind many of these could be college students who may vote in their home state during election time…..I know I did):

                18-19 year olds:                9,131

                20 year olds:                       4,668

                21 year olds:                       4,530

                22-24 year olds:                14,573

                25-29 year olds:                24,394

                30-34 year olds:                21,236

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                TOTAL:                                  78,532 (of course this is just an estimate)

As I stated on someone else’s Facebook status, we need to find out if the individuals above are voting and if not….why not. We need to go to the barbershops, beauty salons, neighborhood basketball courts, nightclubs, public meetings, etc. Imagine if every single millennial voted yesterday in addition to the other generations. We would not have seen such a piss poor turnout. The numbers have not been verified yet (at least I don’t think), but it appears roughly 100,000 votes were cast in yesterday’s election. 100,000? Of 656,000???? Come on Memphis. We HAVE to do better.

Like it or not, we will have a new mayor in office beginning in 2016, and yes he is white which hasn’t happened in a couple decades. Keep in mind, he did technically receive the greatest number of votes in a landslide (shoutout to my Facebook friend Emily Yellin for her AWESOME status last night about landslides! LOL!). In all seriousness though, hold him accountable. He will work for the residents of Memphis. He will be my mayor, your mayor…..OUR mayor.

And that ladies and gentlemen is democracy for you.

As always….these are just a few thoughts “From My Hart.”

A Sad Day in Memphis

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An officer with the Memphis Police Department was shot and killed Saturday night after pulling over a vehicle for a traffic stop.

Let that marinate for a moment.

The alerts began surfacing not long after 9:00 p.m. local time via social media pages. When I first saw the updates, all I could do is shake my head, but then the announcement was made. The officer had been killed in the line of duty. I dropped my head and sulked for a moment.

A traffic stop. A fucking traffic stop.

Let me say this before anyone even remotely thinks about coming for me because I chose to grieve this officer’s death. I grieve every loss of life at the hands of violence. I grieved for Trayvon Martin. I grieved for Eric Gardner. I grieved for Sandra Bland. I grieved for Darius Stewart. I grieved for Vicdarrius Pollard.  I grieved for all the victims. So why would I do anything different for this victim?

Details are beginning to emerge about his life. Officer Sean Bolton was a 33 year old father, husband and marine. Media reports indicate he represented our country in Iraq and was an integral part of the MPD force tackling burglaries in the community he served.

Did I know this man? No, but this hits close to home because I live in this city. I work with members of MPD via my position with my employer. I know some amazing officers who truly love this city and who knowingly accept the every day dangers associated with their responsibilities. Police officers are not paid what they should earn, but, much like me as a fellow government employee, they do it for their community and the love they have for their profession.

Are there very questionable police officers in this country? Yes, we know that as evident from the multitude of police brutality cases we have heard of lately. However, in the midst of our plight and struggle to remind everyone that black lives still matter, let us not forget there are good and responsible officers who protect and serve us every single day.

Lets remember them. Lets pray for them. Lets mourn with them, especially today, as they deal with the reality of the loss of one of their brothers.

This is truly a sad day in Memphis, TN.

Welcome to My Blog!

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Well, hello there! Today I decided to start my own blog. Scary, right? Writing is very therapeutic actually, and this blog will be an opportunity to take the thoughts in my head and put them into complete sentences for all to read on this here world wide web. 

I guess I should start by introducing myself to anyone who doesn’t already know me. My name is Elizabeth, but my family and good friends call me Liz. Originally from Indianapolis, Indiana (Go Colts! Go Pacers! Go Fever!), I moved to Memphis, Tennessee in 2012…..probably one of the best decisions I have ever made but not for the reasons some might think. More to come on that later.

I am a 5’5 single Pisces who likes long walks along the Mississippi River (that sort of sounds like a dating ad, huh?), and I communicate for a living. Yes, that’s how I earn my paycheck to pay the bills. Who better to start a blog than someone who literally writes for a living, right?

Okay….back to why I moved to Memphis. As you follow my blog, you will learn more in depth about me, but the short answer is I needed to get away from my hometown. I needed to get away from what was familiar to me. I needed to re-establish my identity….both personally and professionally. 

And thus I will begin my blog…..stories and thoughts “From My Hart.”