100 or So Boyhood Memories of the Real West Endies

by Malcolm Lindsay Allen, Sr.


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£15.95
Hardcover
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Softcover
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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 06/07/2007

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 256
ISBN : 9781425779276
Format : Hardcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 256
ISBN : 9781425779412

About the Book

This book is written to share some experiences of a person who has survived being born as colored, graduating from high school as a Negro, working half his life in corporate America as a Black, and finally arriving at old age as an African-American. Whew! The paths through those personas have led through many precious persons’ lives. Their interaction with me may have seemed insignificant to them. But, I cherished each experience as part of the “learning-how—to-live-and-get-along-with-others life course. Even the places and spaces, the landmarks, the neighborhood haunts, the nooks and the crannies of a wonderful community mentioned in this collection of stories are highly significant in my development as a man, and a husband, a father, a grandfather. All these are cherished in my heart . . . in my life. I respectfully salute the West Endies. That is the area in Cincinnati bounded on the south by the Ohio River, on the north and east by the curving Central Parkway and on the west by the Western Hills Viaduct to State Avenue. Thanks for the memories. So, as you read—and I feel privileged that you do—please reminisce along with me. Thanks.


About the Author

MalcolmAllen was born in 1942. He lived on the ten hundred block of Liberty St. In the Laurel Homes on Liberty St., and the fourth floor of 1532 Linn St. His family moved to 1023 Ninth St. Then to 1127 Dayton St. So he has lived all over the West End and met all types of people. These moves enabled him to attended Washburn, Twelfth District, Heberle, Bloom, and R.A. Taft High School. These experiences are all-true and are only a small part of that era. I am a High School Graduate, in case you wonder about the grammar. My mother did her best, but I didn’t want to sound too square in my “hood”. Thank for reading it.