Blog archive
March 2026
My Home For Now
03/30/2026
My Home for Now
03/30/2026
Black History Month: Poetry Reading Brings Community Together
03/26/2026
Do I Really Need a Will and/or a Trust?
03/26/2026
Everybody Needs a Blankie
03/26/2026
Fire Recovery Grants – Giving Back to the Community
03/26/2026
Kickoff: Prepared 50+ Emergency Preparedness
03/26/2026
President’s Message: Volunteering to Build Community
03/26/2026
The Birth of an Archive for Pasadena Village
03/26/2026
Too Smart to be Scammed?
03/26/2026
“I DIDN’T KNOW THAT!” A Refresher Course
03/26/2026
Across the Waiting Room
03/11/2026
February 2026
Refresh and Refocus 1619: Continuing the Dialogue
02/28/2026
Status - February 28, 2026
02/28/2026
AI Presentation
02/26/2026
Exploring the “Cheech”
02/26/2026
Mary Mejia is Here to Make a Difference
02/26/2026
One Year On
02/26/2026
President’s Message – March 2026
02/26/2026
Support Groups: Who, What, When, Where, and Why?
02/26/2026
Volunteering, Belonging, and the Power of Connection
02/21/2026
January 2026
BEACONS OF HOPE - The Dump Trucks of the Eaton Fire
01/29/2026
Exploring the Hidden Trails Together: The Pasadena Village Hiking Group
01/28/2026
Five Years of Transformative Leadership at Pasadena Village
01/28/2026
For Your Hearing Considerations: A Presentation by Dr. Philip Salomon, Audiologist
01/28/2026
Hearts & Limbs in Zambia
01/28/2026
Lost Trees of Altadena Return Home
01/28/2026
President's Message: WHY the Village Works
01/28/2026
TV: Behind the Scenes
01/28/2026
Trauma to Triumph
01/28/2026
1619 Group Reflects on Politics, Climate, and Democratic Strain
01/23/2026
How Pasadena Village Helped Me Rebuild After the Eaton Fire
01/10/2026
Real Life Event with Racism
By Lora Harrington-PridePosted: 10/26/2023
After Dick’s encouragement, I am releasing to people who are interested, concerned and even unaware of racist happenings, some right here in Pasadena, stories about what I, and people like me have experienced.
Once I have shared these “War Stories” that I want you to bear with me, I will extol the beautiful, kind, and generous things I have, and still am, experiencing in my relationships with people who don’t look like me.
Our most common bond is our shared humanity, which we see first and foremost in each other, before we discover the other things that bind us.
It has been, and it still is, a wonderful journey. I can’t wait to tell you about it.
For today, here is a story of a little incident that took place and is part of my memories:
I was in a department store once and upon reporting to the cash register to ring up my purchases, the White associate started speaking to me in a heavy accent, replete with Ebonics greatly exaggerated.
I said “What part of the South are you from?” Hearing my clear, accent-free, mid-western speech, he turned red and said more quietly, embarrassedly, “I’m not from the South.” His speech was accent free, like mine.
I said, “Oh, you had me believing that you were so far back in the woods, down south, that I was wondering how you got hired in this store.” I smiled and walked away, leaving him regretting having mocked this Black person, having “assumed,” and given himself permission.
Lora Harrington-Pride
