I was blessed to spend 12 years of my life with the beautiful woman in this picture. That’s my Granny. I was born a day after her 63rd birthday. She even nicknamed me, “Pride and Joy.” Among other nicknames, but I won’t get into all of that.
When she left my world there was a void that could never be filled. There were so many questions that I had for her. Even though she was my granny, all I knew is that role. I didn’t know about the woman that came from Arkansas. How she ended up in Chicago, and eventually settled in Benton Harbor.
I wanted to know more about her family roots. My dad provided as much as he could about her family history, but it seemed incomplete. He could only recall what he remembered growing up. (bottom left of featured photo).
I was doing a college project on my family history. I called my dad, and he dropped one piece of information that became a…
After my father passed I was compelled to piece together a story for the future generation. I had more questions, that my father could no longer answer. I began researching again while in grad school with the information that my father provided. About a year ago I began going through his things, and found an address book. The last name that he provided years ago matched a name that was in this book.
I knew then that my world was about to change forever.
And the journey began…
I’m looking forward to sharing that part of the journey with the world. Stay Tuned.
I’m #SteeleThankful for my family. At the end of the day, we all we got.
What are you #SteeleThankful for?