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Meet member and FAPA medalist Dr. Ruth Baskerville

by Kirsten Rangel | Apr 19, 2019 | Member Updates

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Dr. Ruth Baskerville

Dr. Ruth L. Baskerville has enjoyed nearly 45 years in public school education, serving as a high school English and theatre teacher, school administrator K-12, and member of central office human resources/personnel and curriculum/staff development. She came out of retirement to become Principal of City of Life Orlando Christian Academy for one year, and again to be part-time “Recovery Tutor” at two schools in Orange County, FL.

“Dr. Ruth,” as she’s affectionately called, earned her Doctorate in Educational Administration and Supervision from Seton Hall University, NJ. She held Principal and Chief School Administrator certifications in NJ, FL and GA., winning dozens of awards, certificates and plaques for excellence in education and community service. She’s won two gold and two silver medals at the President’s Book Awards banquets, sponsored by Florida Authors & Publishers Association.

Dr. Ruth is a member of Orlando Renaissance Writers Guild, Florida Writers Association, Florida Authors & Publishers Association, African-American Chamber of Commerce, Coming to the Table (CTTT), TransLife Organ & Tissue Donation Center, Watchmen on the Wall Prayer Warriors and The Glory Call. Besides being an award-winning published author of HOODLESS KLAN, FINDING HUMOR IN GRIEFand BEAUTY FOR ASHES: Mourning to Morning, Dr. Ruth is an editor and ghostwriter, grant writer, and tutor for students from elementary to college students and Doctoral candidates. Dr. Ruth is a widow of seven years, lives in Windermere, FL, and has a daughter, son-in-law and four grandchildren living in Atlanta, GA.

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Beauty for Ashes

Hello, everyone,

It's been awhile since you heard from DR. RUTH'S CORNER, but I've been quite busy ghostwriting for many authors. If you go to my website at ruthbaskerville.com you will see the front covers and some testimonials from most of these authors.

On Sunday, May 20th, I am honored to report that I will be receiving the "Ghostwriter of the Year" Award from the Orlando Renaissance Writers Guild. Below is the information, in case you are able to come and join me.

Fondly,
Dr. Ruth

Hello, everyone, and Happy New Year. I promise to do a better job of blogging on The Books of Ruth in 2018. I ended last year having helped twelve authors to become published and begin marketing their books to audiences eager to receive them. I love writing, whether editing or ghostwriting, and i believe God is pleased with the way I'm using my gift. Please visit my website at ruthbaskerville.com, which has a new section featuring the front covers and testimonials from my authors. Now, back to work for me!

Here's my latest book, about my pretty humorous life after being a widow of four years. I published it in 2017.
Dr. Ruth L. Baskerville

Hello, everyone, and Happy New Year. I promise to do a better job of blogging on The Books of Ruth in 2018. I ended last year having helped twelve authors to become published and begin marketing their books to audiences eager to receive them. I love writing, whether editing or ghostwriting, and i believe God is pleased with the way I'm using my gift. Please visit my website at ruthbaskerville.com, which has a new section featuring the front covers and testimonials from my authors. Now, back to work for me!
Dr. Ruth L. Baskerville

I haven't blogged in so long that I almost forgot where this blog page is! Nevertheless, much has happened since I wrote last. I am now author of three books: HOODLESS KLAN, FINDING HUMOR IN GRIEF, AND BEAUTY FOR ASHES. The last two detail my journey through grief to a place of spiritual healing, but also a place where I'm open to new relationships and experiences.

At this moment, I am a ghostwriter for eleven authors who have compelling stories to share, but need some help finding the right words to express their thoughts. I thank God daily for the gift of words. As a matter of fact, God is in all eleven books! It's like being a midwife for someone delivering a baby. I feel so much pride and joy as authors publish and go forth selling books and competing in writing competitions.

My next book, when my calendar is less busy, will be to write about turning a school around by changing the culture. When the adults are nurtured and respected for their dedication to teaching and learning, the children perform well. Sounds simple, but there is much more to making this happen.

I intend to blog more often, so I figure if I post this sentence, I'll hold myself accountable.

Dr. Ruth

My Thoughts on March 13, 2015

Today is three years since my Darling Waverly died, and my mind is flooded with thoughts an mixed emotions.

Last night at my weekly Bible Study, the message was that we should embrace the pressure that comes our way, because God put it upon is to bring us closer to the anointing. 

This morning, I was at Sand Lake Imaging at 6:30 a.m. for my annual mammogram, and after I survived the Medieval mammogram machine, I wondered if I had "embraced the pressure" and moved a step closer to my "anointing." I suspect the message was deeper than that, but it gave me a silent chuckle.

When I left the place, though, daylight had appeared and I realized I was a block from Dr. Phillips Hospital, where Waverly died exactly three years ago. My heart beat faster, but I quickly dried the few tears that fell as I drove home. I chose to gaze at the beautiful sky, and my disposition changed. 

In the quiet time during which I drove to my home, I reflected on what it means to "embrace God's pressure," and not run from it or complain about it. I've only made significant strides in my spiritual growth since losing my Waverly, probably because I was so comfortable on his arm. Our world was intimate, and in retrospect, I think some of our closeness may have been to the exclusion of important parts of our faith.

When I wrote FINDING HUMOR IN GRIEF, the major question for me was to ask God why I couldn't fulfill my purpose on this earth while standing next to Waverly. I am realizing slowly that He has answered my question. I needed to grow in a direction that had been thwarted by the love, peace and happiness that Waverly and I enjoyed for decades. This was a personal, singular growth that God was, and is requiring of me because I was not understanding my "assignment" for this phase of my life. I understand it now!

I may shed another few tear when speaking to relatives and close friends today, but I like what my daughter, Alicia said -- this day will never be as important as our birthdays and anniversaries. The days to remember will be the ones marking our existence or milestones in our lives. March 13th is the day I believe Waverly got to see God's face.  I aspire to a time of perfect peace and no pain, so I must embrace the pressures, big and small, to prove myself worthy of a climb to a higher level of ascending the mountain.

I'm in a good place, now that I've sorted my feelings and pushed past my natural emotions to a place of purpose and calm. I'm grateful for the pressure!

Fondly,

Dr. Ruth

Dr. Ruth's Observations About Her "Widow's Austerity Budget"

Dr. Ruth's Observations About Her "Widow's Austerity Budget"

I gave some attention in my book FINDING HUMOR IN GRIEF to the fact that, once my husband, Waverly died, my household income was significantly diminished. I remained the lady of the house, but became the housekeeper, groundskeeper, pool boy, and head chef. Yes, I cried the fist time I fell into the pool trying to clean it the way the pool service had done. Through audible, tearful mumblings, I told God, "I liked Waverly's World better.

What have I learned these two and a half years? To begin with, I now know the precise locations of the lights in both the refrigerator and the freezer because neither is packed so full of foodstuffs that the light is obscured. I no longer have tupperware tubs filled with unidentifiable items that sprouted multi-colored mold while waiting to be eaten. No, no, that tupperware is filled with easily identifiable items I call tomorrow night's dinner!

I've become a math whiz in my mind. For example, while traveling to work three days before payday, I can concentrate on traffic patterns around me, while calculating the number of miles between work and home, multiplied by the number of gallons of gas I have available. In an instant, I know whether to rub my brow in silence or find a happy radio station. The other day, I filled my large gas tank to the brim, and when I returned the pump handle to its cradle, I thought I heard a burp! More than once I've threatened my vehicle by saying it could be replaced by a horse and a bucket of feed! Still, the words flashing across the screen next to my steering column continue to say, "Please refuel -- right now!"

With joy in my heart and a humble spirit, I've learned to enjoy "Ruth's Reality" a-l-m-o-s-t as much as I loved "Waverly's World."