I am the Seventh child of the Seventh child born on the Seventh month, born in a small farm community of Burntcorn, in the city of Monroeville, Alabama. Monroeville is the city that gave us the great author Harper Lee of "To Kill a Mockingbird" and Truman Capote and also Marva Collins, to name a few!!! Graduated from Monroe County High School in 1981 where upon my Graduation I immediately applied for and was hired as Monroevilles' first African-American Radio Announcer(a Country Station). Moved out to California in 1983 where I Graduated from Four Year Broadcasting School and Subsequently also a one year school in Berkeley, Majoring in "Office Automation".
Married with five children, three girls and two boys. Currently the owner of two businesses (Richardson Tenant Finders and Honey Bee Landscaping). I presently reside in Benicia, a beautiful City with lots of potential but also needs lots of work!!! I love writing, especially writing Poetry. I am a published poet in the 2012 edition of Benicia First Tuesday Poetry Group. I love all people and I am a hopeless optimist in regards to the human predicament and condition. Very political and race conscious and very fair and just(I think). My favorite people from Earth is: My Mom and Dad,Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.,James Baldwin,Jessie Owens, Maya Angelou, President Obama,Michael Moore,Ed Schultz, Senator Bernie Sanders of Vermont,The kennedy Brothers, Bruce Hornesby,Nelson Mandela,Michael Jackson,Jessie Jackson, Wilma Rudolph,Bishop Desmond Tutu.
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Stories by Bobby C. Richardson
- 41 Published Stories
BENICIA FAMILY TRAIN DEPOT
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She parks down at the Marina
Where she sits on waters edge.
In a lovely town, with lovely people
A modern day...
2020, The year the Earth Stood sti...
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People were scared and were told to stay home. And they did for fear of their lives.
They got lots of rest an...
TO MOM, FROM YOUR SEVENTH SON
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This Son flourishes
because his Tree flourished
Just as Gods' Love flourishes
thus we all flourish.
But as th...