Renee’s Dad’s Funeral


Renee’s Dad died about 6 years ago.  His funeral was in Akron, Ohio, where he was born and raised.  My husband and I attended the funeral because I loved Renee’s Dad and because I wanted to be there for Renee.

My own Dad died when I was just 18.  Renee’s Dad reminded me of mine.  They were both from small cities in the midwest.  Both light-skinned African-American men from working class families that went to college and moved into the middle class.  Both a mix of both white and black cultures.  Both down to earth and good-humored.  Renee shared her Dad with me and I’m grateful for that.



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