This memoir is a tender yet powerful love story of a husband and wife and their nine adult children. This inspirational story reveals the life issues we face when our aging parents need parents. In a gripping and emotional story, I invite you to walk this path with me. I share how my mothers Alzheimers disease affected her life and how we found helpful adaptations to aid and comfort her. It reveals how the Dreaded Decision of choosing Nursing Care can tear at a family. While they are on earth our parents stand in an imaginary doorway between this world and the next. When they depart we step forward and take their place. There is some useful information to be gained about this realm of midnight, of growing old and letting go. If you are just beginning your journey, I offer you mine.

At first glance, Jessica Ingram's landscape photographs could have been made nearly anywhere in the American South: a fenced-in backyard, a dirt road lined by overgrowth, a field grooved with muddy tire prints. These seemingly ordinary places, however, were the sites of pivotal events during the civil rights era, though often there is not a plaque with dates and names to mark their importance. Many of these places are where the bodies of activists, mill workers, store owners, sharecroppers, children and teenagers were murdered or found, victims of racist violence. Images of these places are interspersed with oral histories from victims' families and investigative journalists, as well as pages from newspapers and FBI files and other ephemera. With Road Through Midnight, the result of nearly a decade of research and fieldwork, Ingram unlocks powerful and complex histories to reframe these commonplace landscapes as sites of both remembrance and resistance and transforms the way we regard both what has happened and what's happening now—as the fight for civil rights goes on and memorialization has become the literal subject of contested cultural and societal ground.

"In this book, Jessica Ingram presents photographs of landscapes that, to unaware passersby, look like nearly any other place in the Deep South: a fenced-in backyard, a dirt road covered with overgrowth, a field grooved with muddy tire prints. However, these seemingly ordinary places hold pivotal, often tragic, stories of the civil rights movement, though rarely is there a plaque with dates or names or any manmade indication of their importance. Most of these "un-memorialized" places are where bodies of African Americans-activists, paper mill workers, sharecroppers, and children-were found, victims of racial violence. These images are interspersed with oral histories from victims' families, journalists, and investigators, as well as newspaper microfiche, FBI files, and other archival ephemera. The narrative intensity grows in power, complexity, and depth as the book goes on and the history unfolds"--

A bizarre story that could only happen in America, this is a vivid, eye-opening narrative about a murderer, the Midwestern culture that spawned him, and the Pope who saved his life.

Set over the course of one Sunday, The Slow Midnight on Cypress Avenue is a collection of interconnected vignettes that takes the reader through the streets and across sidewalks of Cypress Avenue—an unkempt afterthought, just a place that sits at the neighborhood border edge of Ridgewood Queens, NY. The three-part book—broken into Morning, Afternoon, and Night—introduces you to the irregular regulars of the human race. There is the soft and strange relationship between the eccentric Samuel Jean and a young girl of Puerto Rican descent named Desponda “Dezzy” Rivera. There’s “Old” Goldie Samuels, a washed-up relic who spends her days spinning yarns and getting free drinks at the local liquor store. But the story is truly centered on Corporal Benjamin Zogby, a veteran who spends his days alone on his stoop watching the bus go by and wishing his love would return to him. It’s his tragic fate that sends the avenue and the other inhabitants you’ll meet—Earl the fisherman, Father John White, among others—into an unstoppable tailspin toward unexpected change and inner destruction.

Take a trip to the small Texas town where only outsiders fit in with the first novel in #1 New York Times bestselling author Charlaine Harris’ paranormal mystery series. Welcome to Midnight, Texas, a town with many boarded-up windows and few full-time inhabitants, located at the crossing of Witch Light Road and the Davy highway. It’s a pretty standard dried-up western town. There’s a pawnshop with three residents. One is seen only at night. There’s a diner, but people stopping there tend not to linger. There’s a newcomer, Manfred Bernardo, who just wants to work hard and blend in. But Manfred has secrets of his own...

A midnight's child of poor rural India, Ujjal Dosanjh emigrated to the United Kingdom in 1964 at the age of eighteen, and spent nearly four years making crayons, car parts and shunting trains while he attended night school and learned English by listening to BBC Radio. He moved to Canada in 1968, to the west coast, where he pulled lumber in a sawmill for a few years, eventually earning a B.A from Simon Fraser University in 1973 and then his law degree from the University of British Columbia three years later. He practiced law for many years, and was a social justice advocate who fought for the rights of farm and domestic workers. After many years as a Member of the Legislative Assembly he became Attorney General and then Premier of British Columbia, the first person of Indian descent to hold these offices anywhere in the country. This is a deeply personal and thoughtful memoir of Dosanjh’s journey from his beloved India to the upper echelons of Canadian politics, a story that is both wise and compelling, about a man passionate about social justice and democratic process who continues to rail against injustice and corruption wherever it is happening in the world.