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Edited on Mon Mar-09-09 01:57 PM by noiretextatique
he was also the president of the san francisco chapter of the NAACP in the 1960s. he was one of those "talented tenth" type negroes and he thought black people shouldn't place all their hopes with one party. he was also ashamed of his family and never lifted his finger to help any of us. he was starting to see the light before he died, so i seriously doubt that he would have voted for the failure.
two stories i think are telling about him.
when i was a sophomore in college, i transferred to uc santa cruz from a private college to save money. i was so broke, my friend would get me food from the cafeteria because i couldn't afford the meal plan. the other black student in my dorm was a guy from san francisco. we became friends and one day we were talking about how we got to santa cruz. as it turns out, this guy was there because my uncle got him a scholarship. my uncle :wow: that was as hard to swallow as the crap my friends brought me from the cafeteria.
my uncles was married to a sutton, of the new york suttons. she was percy sutton's sister, so he and his clan came to my uncles funeral. at the time, my uncles two sisters were alive, so when the ushers came to bring the family in, we assumed his blood relatives would be seated first. but no, the talented tenth suttons, none of them his blood relatives, all rushed to be seated in the first rows, consigning his sisters and the rest of his blood relatives to the third and fourth rows. i was LIVID and wanted to correct the situation, but my cousins didn't want to say anything. so we sat there in the cheap seats and listened as people like willie brown got up and spoke about my uncle's accomplishments. we were, for the most, stunned by what we heard. we knew he been involved with the NAACP and with local politics, but we had NO IDEA exactly how prominent and well-connected he really was. in fact, my DU friend jaysunb knew my uncle.
after uncle died, the suttons mismanaged his estate and our family ended up with the short end of the stick...how shocking :sarcasm:
my uncle was a jackass who turned his back on his own family in life, and who allowed one of his talented tenth buddies to screw us some more after he died. one bright note: there is still some money in the trust, so my nieces were able to get some of it to pay for their educations. i guess you finally did one right thing for your family, uncle.
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