When I heard the news on Wednesday, April 20, I was stunned, saddened, and speechless, yet I knew, in my heart, that at 98 years old, she had finished her business and now the rest was up to us.
Dr. Dorothy Height, activist, educator, negotiator, mentor, leader, and servant to our sisterhood. She wore her titles and accomplishments graciously, like her grand hats and wardrobe, while beneath them was a woman, sister, and friend with a humble heart and a fierce dedication to our empowerment without compromise. She groomed greatness with an urgency that was persuasive and purposeful.
In 2008, I went to Dr. Height and the National Council of Negro Women, with the desire to share an amazing documentary, The Souls of Black Girls by Daphne Valerius. She not only supported it, she hosted its screening and later said it was “the answer to a prayer.”
Shortly thereafter, I came knocking again. This time with a vision to create a national dialogue with black women that would keep our concerns and issues at the forefront of our consciousness and active engagement. That vision was the National Black Women’s Town Hall Meeting. Dr. Height agreed to partner with me in this sisterly effort and the rest is history.
As black women, especially, we have a debt to repay to Dr. Height. How? In actions and efforts. I was one of the lucky ones who had the privilege of working with one of my sheroes, who also happened to be related to me through our African Mende ancestry. But most importantly, I had the opportunity to say “thank you” while she was living and in my presence.
How do we fit into her legacy? We each do that by walking in our own shoes, but being mindful of who bought those shoes. Dr. Height loved her hats, so I’m sure her shoes are matching her crown of glory!
I will forever be grateful for her willingness to support my dream, to share my burden, and make space for me to spread my wings.
- Blanche Williams



Mary McLeod Bethune, in her Last Will and Testament, left us her incomparable legacy and her desire that we always have “a thirst for education.” This thirst has been quenched through the dedication of mothers and fathers; friends and family; teachers and preachers.
Critical thinking has become a lost art form filled with media’s attempt to persuade us to sidetrack our ability to come to a conclusion, based on the facts.
Meeting online sounds fun but can turn deadly. Another woman dead after an online encounter goes horribly wrong. The phenomenon of online dating, blogging, instant messaging, texting and sexting, has become the playground for inappropriate and unsavory behavior. Everyone is so frantic to reach out and be touched but instead many women are losing touch with the reality of danger lurking just a keystroke away.
Carl Joseph Walker-Hoover would have been 12 years old on Friday, April 17, but instead of planning for the happy occasion, he took his own life on Monday, April 6. Why would an 11-year-old boy with his whole life ahead of him and a family who loved him, hang himself? The answer is shocking!
A 2009 study sheds new light on the dark shadow of health disparities that effect the wellness of black girls and women. The results challenge the long standing belief that bulimia, an eating disorder, affects white girls exclusively. But guess what, that perception along with the facts, may have been horribly wrong.
