I know this is a crazy title for a post.
This weekend was a time of reflection for me as Friday was the anniversary of my father’s death.
My dad was a special man. He never made a lot of money. I think at the time of his passing he made about 30k per year. He raised a family of 4 on that income. He never showed when he was stressed. One of the most vivid memories I have of him was how he would always crack a joke when I’m livid! It used to drive me crazy! But I now know why he was like that. And that is now something I have from him.
I can tell you I never saw him cry. I know of a couple times when he cried….one of them was when his older sister, my aunt Mary had passed away. I knew he was crying because his eyes was bloodshot red but he would never show it.
And most black men I know are that way.
Recently, I saw a black man cry. I talk about it in this video.
