Banana Waffles

He raved year round about his mother Joy’s banana waffles

One would have thought them impossible to surpass their advance billing yet somehow…

 

 

 

He unashamedly loved his mother Joy

In an era and at an age where one distanced themselves from his parents

He embraced them

 

He was an anomaly among college age men

He was respectful of all, his tongue civil, his focus clear

 

He knew what he wanted to be

A childhood accident to his eye and the process to repair it held him in awe

He learned to repair eyes

Later he taught the same

 

All were welcome to his home whether it be his childhood home in Germantown or his adult home in DC

I’ve been to the former and was made to feel like a third son

He raved year round about his mother Joy’s banana waffles

One would have thought them impossible to surpass their advance billing yet somehow…

 

Joy outlived her son

The thought of her pain embarrasses me for dwelling on mine

Her son was not simply one of the best, he was the best

He was the best of friends

He was the best of men

The best of sons

 

In memory of Dr. Robert A. Copeland – Fisk ’77

Author: enigmainblackcom

William Spivey is a regular contributor to the Inner-City News where he writes about politics and popular culture. He also blogs as “Enigma in Black” where he explores poetry, religion, politics and all manner of things socially relevant. He is also a contributing Blogger at Together We Stand He is the founder of the Facebook pages Average Citizen Forum, Enigma in Black, and “Strong Beginnings,” the title of his soon to be released Political Fiction/Romance novel. William was the winner of a University-wide Essay Contest while at Fisk University titled, “The Value of a Liberal Arts Education. He holds a B.A. in Economics from Fisk and resides in Orlando, FL. His goal is to make his voice heard and make a difference.

2 thoughts on “Banana Waffles”

  1. Although I haven’t seen or spoken to Cope in over 35 years, I’m certain that like my relationships with rest of “the fellas”, nothing was lost over that time…its just a matter of just sitting down and remembering how we got to where we are today. Cope, you’re a good man, may God embrace you.

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