Davon Hayes, self-declared as my mother south of the Mason-Dixon, spoke to me from her Principal's office at Livaudais Middle School in Terrytown, LA, (aka New Orleans' West Bank.) 17 years ago, Davon saw me, a scared little white boy from the North who thought he was gonna come down south and change the world. I wanted to quit every day. Davon waited until I was ready, and then said, "now you got that quittin' itch outta ya, let's get down to work."
She is still setting tables across division and fear, and is one of my heroes in this work. I look to her for guidance to this day.
If you'd like Marvin Wadlow Jr and I, co-founders of the Table Setters, to facilitate robust discussions on love and respect amidst diversity in a town near you, click here.
She is still setting tables across division and fear, and is one of my heroes in this work. I look to her for guidance to this day.
If you'd like Marvin Wadlow Jr and I, co-founders of the Table Setters, to facilitate robust discussions on love and respect amidst diversity in a town near you, click here.
peace by peace by peace,
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