Friday, June 25, 2010

R.I.P Remembering Those Passed On

It's been exactly a year since we lost the king of pop Michael Jackson. It's sad because he touched so many people's lives with his music. He will never be forgotten. However, the are some people who impact people, but once their gone it is like they never existed. There are some I can clearly remember, but it's been a long time since I've heard their names spoken.

R.I.P Mr. Baker
Mr. Baker was my 6th grade Texas History and 8th grade U.S. History teacher at Missouri City Middle School in Missouri City, Texas. He was a great man and a great teacher. I don't remember how much I learned about the history of Texas, but I did learn a lot about his life. He always told stories about what he went through in class and he always managed to make them interesting for us. Although he touched my life I had forgotten about him until a year ago when I happened to look on facebook and see someone post some information about his death.  It hurt to hear that a great teacher had passed on. The Missouri City Middle School children now and in the future do not know what they are missing.

R.I.P David Davis
David Davis (Herman David Davis) was a classmate of mines from elementary school through middle school. I remember him because I thought he was cute. He was mixed with black and Hispanic heritage. He had soft curly hair. He was light skinned and had a nice personality. He was also shy. While he was shy he had lots of friends. However, during my 8th grade year he committed suicide. There were many rumors swirling around about his death, but in the end none of that mattered. He was a nice boy who left earth before his time. A year after his death it seemed as if he was never around. His family may have been remembering him, but no one else was bringing him up. However, he deserves to be talked about and I'm dedicating this moment to him.

R.I.P. Fred Bruton
Fred Bruton (aka my uncle Fred) was the sweetest guy I ever met. Although we are not supposed to pick favorites I have to admit he was my favorite uncle. I loved being around him. Whenever I saw him I'd hop on his lap. He always made me smile and blush. He had this very embarrassing nickname for me that I'm not about to mention on here. I was ten years old when he died. In fact his funeral was the first (I've only been to two) funeral I ever went to. When I went to it I slept through most of it, but when it came to viewing the body my mom made me kiss him. That scared me because he didn't feel like the same man. Later on my grandma was talking about how she could hear his ghost sometimes. He was her brother so it was understandable. However, I was young and it scared me. One night I thought I saw his ghost when I was in my bed. I became so scared of the figure that I crawled under my covers and fell asleep. I should have been asleep in the first place, but that's beside the point. I was young so I became afraid of him after he was gone, but now that I'm older I can appreciate his memory again. I was my favorite uncle. He was the uncle that gave me the embarrassing nickname. He was the one whose lap I could hop in whenever I was around him. I'm going to miss him.

R.I.P Tommy Bradley Sr.Tommy Bradley Sr. was my grandfather on my dad's side. I don't know a lot about him because it took me a while to become close to the Bradley family. That's unfortunate. However, during my teen years I remember he was one of the Bradley's that tried to make me feel welcome. I didn't bond with him enough though. Every time I called I would ask for my grandma. From what I remember he was a quiet man. However, when I went to his funeral there were a lot of people. He touched a lot of  lives in Plant City, Florida. I remember how some people were at his funeral crying because he was gone and others were celebrating his life. He made a huge impact on many people's lives. While I didn't know him well during his life, thoughts of his generosity are now in my mind. For that reason I will not forget him. R.I.P Tommy Bradley Sr.

Maybe next year I will add to this list.

No comments :

Post a Comment