Originally posted on cadesertvoice:
This is dedicated to you, my dear Grandma Sallie,
You were the most loving, wise, patriotic grandmother any child could wish for. To me, you were perfect in every way. Your home was always filled with family, friends and food that would blow anyone’s mind. It wasn’t just me who believed that. People came from miles around for your meals. Yet, you were never paid enough for your worth to allow you to move beyond your simple means. So it was and always has been for the majority of African Americans.
I always considered you wealthy, although the truth was the reverse. Your modest home was always clean and no one was turned away. Your home was a salvation for the needy where you collected clothing and funds for family, friends and neighbors. I learned about community service and charity firsthand from you. You never wore makeup, always wore a…
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