CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Survey Says

May 13, 2021 | by CJ Woods III

An e-mail from Claudia landed in my inbox with the notation that she wanted feedback on our recent call. I sighed, prepared to delete the e-mail, then gave in. I had already entered the feedback tube and there seems to be no end to it. One of my credit cards … Read More

Trial

May 6, 2021 | by CJ Woods III

When I lived in St, Louis Missouri, my registration as a voter enabled the city to call on me as a juror in criminal trials. I would report as required and sit through voir dire, the “examination of witnesses or jurors by a judge or counsel.” I was accepted and … Read More

Things Change

April 29, 2021 | by CJ Woods III

As a 14-year-old high school student, I worked as a page in the open stacks of the University of Pittsburgh library. My job was one of the benefits of my mother’s labors in the household of a regent of the university. She cleaned house and her son shelved books. Everyone … Read More

The Joy Of Words

April 22, 2021 | by CJ Woods III

My text to my 17-year-old grandson was this: “What is a herbenerbitz?” His immediate reply was, “A tram car.” I laughed aloud, and sent him a follow-up text, saying that I knew he would remember, and that I had forgotten. About seven years ago, Xavion and Imani spent the last … Read More

Dancing at the Foot of My Bed

April 15, 2021 | by CJ Woods III

Nothing starts a day better than to be awakened by an 8-year-old girl dancing at the foot of your bed. The words above were written in 2017, when my 8-year-old granddaughter Imani was waking early and going into her living room to see if her Cool Papa was still asleep … Read More