Oh what a beautiful morning. Oh what a beautiful day. Now that the month of July is here, everything’s going my way.

Well, almost everything. We kicked off the month with President Barack Obama’s eulogy for the Rev. Clementa C. Pinckney, a victim of the mass shooting at Emanuel A.M.E. Church in Charleston, S.C., asking us to have faith in the things seen and unseen. A sad and traumatic occasion, yet a powerful and inspiring speech that was better than the Gettysburg Address.

It’s obvious to the world by now that Obama likes to sing. First on the stage of the world-class Apollo Theater, serenading the women with a rendition of Al Green’s, “Iiiii, I’m so in love with you.” What other president has ever sang to us, and now with “Amazing Grace”?

The Hon. Franc Perry, who hosted a wonderful housewarming party, also sang a soulful rendition of the Negro National Anthem, at his induction to the bench. I don’t know which to talk about first, the housewarming or the induction.

Perry, a judge, was elected to the bench of the New York Civil Court after running unopposed on the November 2011 ballot. Most recently, he has resided in Brooklyn Family Court, where he was commended for hosting a Black History Month celebration, the first ever for the King’s County Court. Attending the celebration, as well as the housewarming, was Perry’s godfather, the Hon. Dabney N. Montgomery, and his wife, Amelia Montgomery. Dabney Montgomery is one of the last surviving Tuskegee Airmen, America’s first Black military pilots. Perhaps it is little known that Montgomery walked alongside Martin Luther King Jr. as his bodyguard during the march from Selma to Montgomery, Ala. Additionally, Montgomery has contributed more than 50 years of volunteer work to youth in Harlem, some of whom he brought with him to the Brooklyn Family Court’s celebration that was organized by Perry.

Back at the house, the tumultuous rainstorm outside only added to the cozy atmosphere on the inside as guests dined on a delicious array of salads, pasta, chicken satay and fattening desserts. Yummy!

Among the guests was Dawn Karen, a fashion psychologist who can explain in detail about how what you wear affects how you feel and how you are perceived by others. Want to change how you feel about yourself? Shake up your wardrobe. You can learn more by Googling her name.

The next day it was off to the Canaan Baptist Church, where Ambassador the Rev. Suzann Johnson Cook, affectionately known as “Sujay,” took to the pulpit. The ambassador, a powerful speaker with an approachable presence, has announced her plans to run to represent New York’s 13th Congressional District—from Harlem to the Bronx and Inwood to the Heights. Watch for the exciting developments to begin.

With great sadness, yet a celebration of life, the family of Clementine Pugh has laid Clementine to rest. “Clem,” as she was affectionately known, was born April 11, 1925, and passed away Jan. 8, 2015. She was most recently memorialized by loving friends and family at Riverside Church.

Born in Raleigh, N.C., she was the eldest daughter of Alberta and Otho High. The family was part of the Great Migration, moving to New York City. She returned to Raleigh later in life to attend Shaw University, where she earned a Bachelor of Arts degree. Continuing her education, she returned to New York to obtain a Master of Social Work degree from Columbia University in 1949. She received a doctorate in education from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst in 1982.

The year 1949 was also significant for Clem, as on Aug. 14 she married George Douglas Pugh at Abyssinian Baptist Church. It was the first and only double wedding performed at Abyssinian, as Clem’s younger sister, Vivian, was also married that day, to Robert Wallace.

The union of Clem and Doug would produce two children, Douglas Elliot and Janet Allyson, and a grandson, Jayson. Clem is remembered as devoting her life to helping and uplifting others, first as a psychiatric social worker and then as a public school teacher and eventually as a professor at Hunter and Lehman colleges, for which she was awarded the prestigious title of professor emeritus of education.

Clem is also fondly remembered by all whose life she touched as being one who “provoked thought and feeling.” Speaking passionately at the funeral was New York Assemblyman and friend Keith L.T. wright, and former governor of New York, and also a friend, the Hon. David A. Paterson. A selection of songs were sung by gospel singer Eunice Newkirk and James Davis Jr. The Rev. Dr. Calvin O. Butts III recited the benediction.

Also passing was Richard “Bob” Early, husband of Liz Early. A very popular couple among the Sag Harbor set, Bob and Liz had a lovely home by the water, where they often entertained. They resided in New Jersey for a time before relocating to St. Petersburg, Fla. Bob was always a familiar face with a warm heart and a welcoming smile.

Picking up stakes from Sag Harbor and turning the reins over to the kids, former Queens Borough President Helen Marshall and her husband, Doug, have relocated to Sarasota, Fla. They say life begins at 80—80 degrees that is. No more cold winters for the Marshalls.

So did Macy’s do it again or what? The department store continues to outdo itself with magnificent fireworks displays, bringing out the patriotism in all of us. The United States of America, with all of its shortcomings, is still the greatest country on Earth. The Constitution is a masterful document. Now if only the people of the country would abide by it, the world would be a much better place.

I was so disheartened to see two grown Black men boxing on the street in Harlem, especially because one was a police officer, who is suppose to have a cooler head and to know better. Wouldn’t it have been easier to have the brother step aside and ask him for his “little” utility knife—the one like all boy scouts use to carry—to have a talk with the man in a civilized manner, instead of acting out in rage? Doesn’t the Constitution say life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for all? Aren’t the fireworks, so masterfully displayed, a celebration of the inalienable truths that this country is suppose to stand for? Can’t we just all get along?

Until next week … kisses.