Remembering Sidney Poitier

The Oscar-winning actor who brought quiet dignity to his characters on screen and helped break down the color barrier in Hollywood has died. He was 94 years old.

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23 thoughts on “Remembering Sidney Poitier

  1. Sidney Poitier came to little Sparta Illinois for filming of In The Heat Of The Night. People in Sparta had nothing but kind words for Poitier. He made a whole lot of new fans during his time there.

  2. If your goal was to set an example of class and elegance off camera, you did that for me, thank you Mr Poitier🙏🏽, my prayers go out to your love ones.

  3. “You don't have to become something you're not to be better than you were."- Sir Sidney Portier🙏🏾🥺😢

    Rest In Peace, Good Sir. You were always my hero😢🙏🏾👊🏾

  4. R.I.P
    Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
    I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
    – Steven F Gooden –

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