In small print below the title were two names: Coleman Young and Lonnie Wheeler.
When I started writing this book, I noticed that I had a new Twitter follower by the name of Lonnie Konkel.
Lonnie is a strong woman who walks through a room like a beautiful storm approaching.
His wife, Lonnie, has asked if I want her to sit with us so she can tell me what he is saying.
It was “a moment that the world would never forget,” Lonnie Bunch told The Washington Post.
"I sha'n't play with him if he comes," Fay kept saying to every name Lonnie wrote.
And that one of those yawps would be Jason, stodgily on his bench, gave Lonnie an extra fillip.
Moglaut did all the work in the tiny complete lab Lonnie set up in the suburbs.
Before, the closed-plenum mesh kept Lonnie from leaving traces.
Not knowing about Lonnie's philosophy, the whole twenty-odd years of Lonnie's success was the abiding crux of Jason's disgust.
