Dionne Gray

Dec 16, 2021

3 min read

An Unwitting Teacher and Hero

Portrait photo of a young, smiling Black man.
My father, an unwitting teacher and hero.

At 12:15 p.m. on Sunday, December 16, 2018, my father died. I had spent the two days prior in the ICU while hoping he would recover from a massive stroke. His brain stem was so severely damaged that he could not breathe on his own and he was comatose.

My father and I were not close — in fact, I barely knew him. This would become even more obvious to me as doctors and nurses asked basic questions about his…