This book is a potluck dinner of essays, ghetto-tales and poetic insights into the exquisite richness of being Black in White America. Within the multitude of fallacies spawned by political correctness, liberals and conservatives alike often ask, "What's black got to do with it? When are you people gonna get over yourselves?" In today's enlightened era where the use of the word Mammy is considered an embarrassment, where 'shoutin' in church' is not done by "Educated Negroes," and where the subtle power of hairnet wearing school lunch ladies is ignored... Yolantha Harrison-Pace has extracted from her journals a bodacious buffet from her heritage, fittingly entitled, Shout, Mammy, Shout Where the Thunder Hides. This second edition release is the sequel journal to Wing-Plucked Butterfly, her first book about her journey out of domestic violence. Shout, Mammy, Shout Where the Thunder Hides is a deeper look into the value of women and their gift as a life source. Nobody is anybody alone. ... Shout, Mammy, Shout embraces the feminine power bestowed on Ms Pace by the two most important men in her life for whom this book is dedicated: her father Raphael Harrison, Sr. and her grandfather, Professor E.H. Henry.