Saturday, March 1, 2014

Meet MY SONS MURDERER

Yes, my son Justin Vance DeSha-Overcash was murdered by one Deandre Ricardo Williams, a Black man. I find this as surreal as I am certain my son, Justin, did on January 11, 2011.

This bizarrely tragic choice the MURDERER made will not change my feelings toward people. I have to say I am very angry [for the first time in my life] at Williams the MURDERER of my beautiful Justin. Believe me when I say the color of his skin has absolutely nothing to do with how I feel about this MURDERER; however, his decision to REFUSE to show REMORSE for the MURDER of my SON has everything to do with my ANGER toward him!

No one will ever make me dislike anyone; no one will ever talk me into disliking someone else.  I will never look at another humans skin color, religious beliefs, nationality, sexual orientation, 'in-general' opinions, political opinions, etc. and judge them.  Judgement is not my job; this is God's job.  If you do not believe in God then I am certain you can work out your own value system to treat everyone you encounter with respect and compassion.



Deandre Ricardo Williams 10/1987 Received 49 years for the First Degree MURDER of Justin V. DeSha-Overcash 05/01/1988 to 01/11/2011 as Justin attempted to protect two UMd fellow alumnus from Williams GUN.  WILLIAMS received additional sentence in the District of Columbia to be served after his sentence in MD for the ankle monitor he was wearing at the time he MURDERED Justin V. DeSha-Overcash for a Felony II Handgun Charge TWENTY TWO DAYS BEFORE MURDERING JUSTIN.  An entire life spent BEHIND BARS!

I believe Mr. King, Jr's. famous quote is correct; from what I have witnessed in my adult life. "....we will perish together as fools."








Justin's [I wish I could be with my son NOW] momma

Friday, February 28, 2014

Last Day Black History Month 2014

Celebrating Black History Month 

"We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools." Martin Luther King, Jr.
 

With the final day of Black History Month of 2014 upon us I would like to share a [Justin story from February 2003 in PA].  


Background~Natives of North Carolina we had relocated to PA due to Justin father's employment.  Justin had been in school in Salisbury, NC form 1st grade; the student body he was accustomed to was 65% Black and his coveted nickname was White Chocolate~he loved and was loved by everyone students and teachers alike.

Unami Middle School February 2003~ The school day at a close and I arrive to pick up Justin. As he walks toward the car I immediately note he's walking with [what I began to call] a 'heavy step'. Whenever I saw Justin walk like this I knew he was upset about something; I suppose you could say this was his 'tell sign' for me [his momma].

As he tossed in his book bag and then jumped into the passenger seat silently I knew whatever was weighing on Justin's mind must be heavy. Other than "hello" and "how was your day" we drove in silence all the way home. I never pushed Justin to talk; like me, he talked when he was ready.

When we arrived home Justin took his book bag to his room and I did not see him for about an hour. He came to the kitchen where I had begun to prepare dinner and ask if we could talk. We sat down at the table and what Justin said next may have surprised some but not me. "Momma, they're not doing anything at school for Black History Month. Can you call and ask them why?" After we talked at length Justin made it clear he was very moved and deeply upset by the ignoring of a topic he found interesting and important. The lack of any comments [AT ALL] about Black History Month and famous people in History by his 'new' PA middle school for Justin was unacceptable.

Phone call~
Me: Yes, may I please speak to the principal?
Secretary: May I tell him why you are calling?
Me: Yes, my son wants me to find out why your school is not celebrating Black History Month.
Secretary: DEAD SILENCE
Me: Hello?
Secretary: Um? Um? Excuse me! I'll be right back!
Secretary: Hello, the principal will take your call.
Principal: Hello Mrs. DeSha-Overcash?
Me: Yes, hello?
Principal:  There seems to be a misunderstanding?
Me: No, no misunderstanding. My son, Justin, wanted me to call and ask why Unami is not acknowledging Black History Month.
Principal: Did Justin mention we are doing Ellis Island day at the end of this month?
Me: [In my mind I thought WTF?] finally out-loud I managed to say, Um? I am pretty good in US History and I cannot recall many folks coming from the shores of Africa, in chains, and being thrown off on ELLIS ISLAND!
Principal: Well none of the other families are complaining.
Me: [AGAIN, In my mind WTF?] finally [again] out loud I managed to say, Sir there are 8 Black students and 900 + Caucasian students. I guess I can pretty much figure out why the EIGHT Black families WOULDN'T COMPLAIN! Is there no way to present Famous Black People in History in your school and curriculum? There is no possibility you could not make announcements over the school PA system each morning pursuant to the many accomplishments, researches, inventions, achievements, and all the many gifts given to our society by brilliant and talented people?
Principal: Well we wanted our son to go to a college with an ethnically diversified student body and in his wedding he had a Black groomsman.
Me: Shame on you! Shame on you! I cannot fathom you never had your son meet and know people of ethnicity until college!
Principal: Would you mind if I speak with Justin about this?
Me: No not at all; just keep in mind he is my son and our personalities are a lot alike.

Later that afternoon I pick Justin up; he gets in the car and I turn to look at him he looks at me. I say, "Well honey did the principal talk to you?" Justin, "Yes momma." Me, "How did it go?" Justin, "He kept talkin' about Ellis Island Day! [ME~AAAUUUGGGHHH!]  This is a principal; and educated man and yet he could not give Justin nor me ONE [NOT ONE] valid, rational, logical reason why
during the entire month of February 2003 Black History Month was missing from their schools curriculum.  WORSE THAN SAD!

Justin added later: Momma when I went back to class one of my friends whispered, "Why were you called to the principals office?" Justin whispered back, "My momma is raising cane about nothing being done here about Black History Month." To which she burst into laughter!

I look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.

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With the final day of Black History Month of 2014 upon us I would like to share a [Justin story from February 2003 in PA].

Unami Middle School February 2003~ The school day at a close and I arrive to pick up Justin. As he walks toward the car I immediately note he's walking with [what I began to call] a 'heavy step'. Whenever I saw Justin walk like this I knew he was upset about something; I suppose you could say this was his 'tell sign' for me [his momma].

As he tossed in his book bag and then jumped into the passenger seat silently I knew whatever was weighing on Justin's mind must be heavy to him. Other than "hello" and "how was your day" we drove in silence all the way home. I never pushed Justin to talk; like me, he talked when he was ready.

When we arrived home Justin took his book bag to his room and I did not see him for about an hour. He came to the kitchen where I had begun to prepare dinner and ask if we could talk. We sat down at the table and what Justin said next may have surprised some but not me. "Momma, they're not doing anything at school for Black History Month. Can you call and ask them why?" After we talked at length I knew Justin was very moved and upset deeply. The lack of any comments [AT ALL] about Black History Month and famous people in History by his 'new' PA middle school for Justin was unacceptable.

Phone call~
Me: Yes, may I please speak to the principal?
Secretary: Why?
Me: My son wants me to call and find out why your school is not celebrating Black History Month.
Secretary: DEAD SILENCE
Me: Hello?
Secretary: Um? Um? Excuse me! I'll be right back!
Secretary: Hello, the principal will take your call.
Principal: Hello Mrs. DeSha-Overcash?
Me: Yes, hello?
Principal: I understand that there seems to be a misunderstanding?
Me: No, no misunderstanding. My son, Justin, wanted me to call and ask why Unami is not acknowledging Black History Month.
Principal: Did Justin mention we are doing Ellis Island day at the end of this month?
Me: [In my mind I thought WTF?] finally out-loud I managed to say, Um? I am pretty good in US History and I cannot recall many folks coming from the shores of Africa, in chains, and being thrown off on ELLIS ISLAND!
Principal: Well none of the other families are complaining.
Me: [AGAIN, In my mind WTF?] finally [again] out loud I managed to say, Sir there are 8 Black students and 900 + Caucasian students. I guess I can pretty much figure out why the EIGHT Black families WOULDN'T COMPLAIN! Is there no way to present Famous Black People in History in your school and curriculum? There is no possibility you could not make announcements over the school PA system each morning pursuant to the many accomplishments, researches, inventions, achievements, and all the many gifts given to our society by brilliant and talented people?
Principal: Well we wanted our son to go to a college with a ethnically diversified student body and in his wedding he had a Black groomsman.
Me: Shame on you! Shame on you! I cannot fathom you never had your son meet and know people of ethnicity until college!
Principal: Would you mind if I speak with Justin about this?
Me: No not at all; just keep in mind he is my son and our personalities are a lot alike.

Later that afternoon I pick Justin up; he gets in the car and I turn to look at him he looks at me. I say, "Well honey did the principal talk to you?" Justin, "Yes momma." Me, "How did it go?" Justin, "He kept talkin' about Ellis Island Day! [ME~AAAUUUGGGHHH!]

Justin: "Momma when I went back to class one of my friends whispered."  "Why were you called to the principals office?" I whispered back, "My momma is raising cane about nothing being done here about Black History Month." Justin told me she burst into laughter~

This young lady was one of the eight Black students attending this middle school 
with Justin in PA!



******Will our world ever change?******
Will people ever stop fearing ignorance and what they do not understand?
We are all just people trying to maneuver through our lives just like everyone else; why is this so difficult for some to SEE?



Justin bottom row first on right [# 60] his nickname White Chocolate; he coveted his nickname and loved being called this by his brothers on and off the football field!

Honey you are [without a doubt one of a kind] and I will always [ALWAYS] be so proud of you and feel extremely blessed that God chose me to be your momma. I love and miss you Justin times INFINITY + ONE....your momma always....