My daughter teases me once in a while saying, Remember when you used to be my mother and you had black hair? — Loni Anderson Copy Share Image
We grew up in a very strange world, because my mother was up against it all when she had three black children. — Jaye Davidson Copy Share Image
The 10 or 20 minutes I was somebody's mother were black magic; there is no adventure I would have traded them for. — Ariel Levy Copy Share Image
