LEROY TRAVIS JAMES R.I.P.
TAKING BACK YOUR NAME
On Wednesday 17th August 2011 Leroy Travis James aged 14yrs was taken from this world in tragic circumstances. He is sadly missed by family, friends and all who knew him. His loss has had such a profound effect that words cannot begin to express…
I would appreciate it if you would take time out to read this piece.
I commend the fathers, like Mr James Senior who love, nurture and support their children. I know there are many of you out there. Its so important…Please read.
They told me that Leroy had been stabbed in the park and one of the other boys had been arrested. I will not relate all of the events out of respect to the family. There will be an investigation pending that I would do not wish to prejudice.
Back at the house they were in disbelief, talking and crying intermittently until late into the night. I listened to these young men not interrupting. They talked about Leroy, they talked about his father, Mr James Senior and how he cared for his son. They talked about their own fathers some of who were absent and didn't support them. They said that if anything happened to them there would be no dad to cry for them.
These were intelligent courageous eloquent young people who were just trying to get on with their lives. They have a right to expect a future. They have a right to live. They were not the hooded gang bangers as reported in the press.
This was the boy like all the other boys who rode his bike across the green. This was the boy who played football with my sons.This was the boy who had stood in the kitchen that very Monday eating stir fry with my boys. This was the boy…….
I cried for Leroy Travis James, a boy from around the way just like one of my children. I cried for my sons and all of the young people who were just trying to be. I cried for the hurt caused by neglect from absent fathers. I cried because many young people, particularly boys feel that they are no one because their dads do not notice them. I cried for their safety and their right to have life, to have a future. I cried for a whole generation of young black boys who have been demonized by the press and wider society. I cried because I am a mum who has tried to teach her boys to be men. But most of all I cried for Mr James senior who, at that late hour, still stood at the park gates, crying, waiting for his son to come home………
Author: PATRICIA MCLEOD
REST IN PEACE LEROY JAMES
MAY JAHOVAH BLESSINGS BE WITH YOU ALWAYS