He fixed my refrigerator for free because I was on a fixed income. Refused payment. Said: tell your grandkids someone in the world is decent.
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Heartfelt words of love, remembrance, and comfort.
Gerry fixed my truck when I couldn't afford to pay him and told me to pay it forward. I've been doing that for fifteen years.
Gerry, the house makes sounds now I don't recognize. You would know what they are. You always knew.
We grew up together in the Quarter. She always smelled like garlic and butter and something sweet. It was the best smell in the world. It meant Constance was cooking and everything was going to be fine.
Her class for cancer patients was the most healing thing that happened to me during treatment. She made us chop and stir and laugh. For two hours every week, I wasn't a patient. I was a cook.
Constance was one of the last great Creole chefs of her generation. Her food had a memory in it — you could taste the history.
She taught me to cook before she taught me anything else. Said: if you can feed people, you will never be without purpose.
Maman, there is a hole in the kitchen. In every kitchen I will ever enter.
Her work belongs to no single country or language. It belongs to whoever stands in front of it and lets it do its work. That's the greatest compliment I know how to give.
She woke up every morning already thinking about what she would make. She went to sleep the same way. I never saw her not inside something creative. I don't know any other way to live now.
He saved my daughter's life when she was three years old. I have thought about him every single day since. I always hoped I'd get to thank him properly. Now I won't. Thank you, Dr. Osei.
Frank was the doctor every parent hoped their child would get. Technically exceptional and genuinely human. A combination this field needs more of.
She gave a lecture at our university in 2021 that I have thought about at least once a week ever since. On the ethics of beauty. I took six pages of notes.
Franklin, Kwame and Ama will grow up knowing exactly who their father was. I will make sure of it. Every day.
She was finishing the most ambitious piece of her career. We are working to ensure it will be completed, with her name on it, as it should be.
Her poetry collection "La Couture du Monde" made me feel — for the first time in my life — that the French and English parts of my identity could inhabit the same body.
I translated one of her poems for my graduate thesis. Working inside her language was like being inside a cathedral. Everything echoed.
Her tapestry in the Basel gallery was the first piece of contemporary textile art that made me cry. I stood in front of it for 20 minutes.