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In Jenifer Lewis’s memoir, The Mother of Black Hollywood, she says that Black-ish has made her a household name. But for me, the name Jenifer Lewis was looming large in my household twenty-five years ago when I learned I had been nominated for a NAACP theater award for best actress along with Jenifer and three other actresses. I remember vividly wondering who she was when it was announced that she had won. Little did I know that in 1993, she already had an impressive number of theater credits and awards under her belt. Little did I know that she would go on to have an illustrious film and tv career and if I had known that after auditioning for John Singleton’s film Poetic Justice, she would look at him and say, “Little boy, just give me the f***ing part, will ya?” I would have dismissed all thoughts about nabbing that NAACP award because Jenifer is a woman who is unstoppable, who is determined to win, and her page-turning memoir speaks volumes to the aforementioned.
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Today is my mother’s birthday, and if she were still living, she would be 75-years-old. Wow, I can’t even begin to imagine my mother at 75. She was only 36 when she passed away. Yes, she was YOUNG. It really hits me just how young she was when I see photos of people like Halle Berry, Gabrielle Union, Tamika Sumpter, and so many other actresses in their thirties and forties. I often wonder what kind of relationship my mother and I would have today if she was still alive. I know this much, she would be spoiled rotten! I would give her the world.
My mother, with me and five other children in tow, struggled financially, emotionally, and physically most of her life. But in spite of her challenges, she was a great mom. She could cook like nobody’s business, and I used to love the bread and Lemon Meringue pie she would prepare—all made from scratch. She was awesome with a sewing machine. She made most of our school clothes. Some of my fondest memories include her getting on the floor to play jacks with us. I loved it! One of her favorite sayings was “You’re...