Emulator

I remember the black men I was around when I was growing up, and I think back to their examples as something to emulate. They were strong, quiet men who never raised a fuss for its own sake. They loved their families and took care of them the best way they could. They had a strong sense of who they were, and if something tried to violate that sense, they reminded the offender of where the line was. They were, are still are, beacons of light to me for how to treat others, and how to treat myself.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s