black. we had businesses in the black community because that s where we could start. that s where my dad was able to cook in restaurants. and there was a gentleman who owned the gas station. his name was darnell. and he came to the restaurant every day to have his meal and to support my father s struggle as he tried to make that restaurant business succeed. well, it was during those times that i learned very quickly observing things in the restaurant who were the gp friends to my father and who was just business and constituents. and i formed a very, very solid idea of where we were from at a very, very early start. and when my dad suddenly died after a heart attack, darnell was the first person that offered my brother a job at his gas station. these are the kinds of stories that need to be told because it is not just about recognizing african-americans, it s about what african-americans have been doing for us as a society for many, many years. so when i have a chance to talk
hello, everybody. you know i don t like to read speeches. i ve been doing that in the past, so i want to have a chance to speak from the heart. this is our celebration of black history month. and i am so happy to see all of you come to city hall to recognize this and to recognize the great work that pat williams is doing because about the stories that need to be told. and i, as my life becomes unfolding in front of a lot of other people you re going to hear about me and i want you to know there s a lot of part of the black community that has to do in my peam and gsh famed family and so i want to tell you a story. it s a true one. so when i was growing up in the projects in seattle, washington, my neighbors were black. we had businesses in the black community because that s where we could start. that s where my dad was able to cook in restaurants. and there was a gentleman who owned the gas station. his name was darnell. and he came to the restaurant every day to have his
hunnicutt is here also the so with that we re at the point where we really want to get to the real meat of this thing today, our key note speaker. i mentioned earlier we ve had a strong partnership with bring the exhibition we have now with the kinsey collection through the kinsey foundation and no stronger partner could we have had than the san francisco public library under the leadership of luis herrera. luis has been let s give luis a [applause] luis has been a real up toer in standing with us in doing what s necks necessary to make this happen. stuart shaw, ann carroll is back there. everett, the people in the production department who have helped us. you will see all the hard work they have provideded when you go over to check this exhibit. so without further ado i would like to have luis introduce our keynote speaker. thank you, al. what a glorious day it is and happy black history month. i m honored to introduce our keynote speaker, bernard kinsey. i had the p
fought features and heritage. they made fun of his eagle beak because she had tiny narrow chicken beaks and of his talons because they had weak, scrawny chicken feet. he even became ashamed of his darkness. y all ain t done none of that, right? and the beauty and rich heritage of his eagle feathers. at one point in his life he even considered cosmetic surgery. he thought about cutting off half his eagle beak and dyeing half his feathers to look more like a chicken. ironically, his greatest ambition in life was one day to hop, skip, and skip on the fence post and cock-a-doodle-doo like the reast rooster. but one day this confused eagle was playing and he looked up jarred up ward and saw an eagle in flight. sure enough, this lost bird s mind was blown. he said to himself, in so many words, woirks wow, i wish i could fly like that. that adult eagle swoomed down from the stratosphere and said to the confused biffered, boy, you ain t no chicken. you re an eagle. your might
in fact it was even made to feel sthamed of his eagle features. eep though he didn t know who he was, the chickens in the barn yard absolutely now knew who he was and they said to each other, boy, we got to keep this little bird thinking that he s a chicken because if he ever finds out he s an eagle, he ll rule over us. as a result, the little bird became ashamed of his eagle fought features and heritage. they made fun of his eagle beak because she had tiny narrow chicken beaks and of his talons because they had weak, scrawny chicken feet. he even became ashamed of his darkness. y all ain t done none of that, right? and the beauty and rich heritage of his eagle feathers. at one point in his life he even considered cosmetic surgery. he thought about cutting off half his eagle beak and dyeing half his feathers to look more like a chicken. ironically, his greatest ambition in life was one day to hop, skip, and skip on the fence post and cock-a-doodle-doo like the reast roo