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Candy Cole became pen name for Claudette Cole who was the first born of Hattie Cole, The beginning was very humble, Hattie Cole was the third youngest of 13 kids born to a share cropping  woman known as Luvenia who was purchased from a free man who had orchards in Alabama. Claudette’s grandmother was  promided to always have place to call home as long as she would  stay and worked it. That is what she did until she died. Her husband had already passed on. So she had stayed even though the great migration was in progress in the 50’s. Slaves were free to go and not pick cotton or work their masters land anymore.

So north the family went with not much education but good with their hands Claudette’s mother took work as a domestic, cleaning the big houses of a few wealthy white folks for a few years but she stopped that and started working in the bank as a book keeper. Her pastor helped her to land the job and she worked there many years until she retired

Growing up was a lonely ordeal for Claudette because her mother was single and fragile because of sickle cell anemia she had to rest a lot to keep her job at the bank and that is what she was determined to do. The banking business gave her dignity she had never known and that was what she wanted to pass on and she did. Country and not educated she raised and took care of her kids the best she knew how, like a lioness taking care of her little ones and for softy reasons the lion was kicked out. Her father  was very educated but also alcoholic. So they argued a lot when two of her brothers headed for Ohio they let her come with them because they had wives and she was sickly with two small kids. So this was the beginning and back drop for Claudette Candy Cole.

Poetry from the heart of a hurt child through the eyes of an adult.

Somebody asked my why did you or why do you write? Well in my prologue I explained what I saw and tried to imitate because I just had to do something to make myself feel better about what I actually thought about my living circumstances and life. In childhood and in most of my life I had scars and secretes, conflicts in my relationships. I had to find a way to let my true self come out without being knocked out all the time, so while people in the house or school played or just slept had my dreams and fantasies and desires and I just wanted to speak up and out. I use to want to be a DJ cause I loved music loved to see people dance and sing on the Ed Sullivan show, But I never got the opportunity because of my real life responsibilities.

I felt hurt and had too many secretes and not enough positive support. So, Chocolate Covered Candy was a band aid to stop me from bleeding when I felt I was pouring out blood. Stopped me from being a dope fiend too I guess.

It was a life saver and companionship when I felt ostracized and nasty and alone.

It was footsteps in the sand for me to see when I was not feeling like walking in this life no more.

For you I just hope it is good and entertaining for your read not everybody knows embarrassment, poverty, molestation and childhood depression. Some people don’t even know about living single with children and addictions that come. You won’t learn it all through my words but you can become more understanding to that life after experiencing the thoughts of one of its participants. I pray.