William Thaddeus Coleman, Jr. died on March 31, 2017 at the ripe old age of 96. He was the most famous and most accomplished person you have never heard of and he was also a good friend of mine. I used to affectionately call him “my oldest son.”
I was told early in my life, “Never try to explain your vision to anyone, but rather invite them to stand beside you and see for themselves.”
That’s what Bill gave to me. Yes, I called him Bill, because he insisted that I do so. I knew Bill for almost half of my life.
This is why most people have little to no understanding of me and who I am. I have sat at the feet of some of the biggest names in sports, entertainment, politics, business, and religion, etc., and to be able to call people like Bill Coleman, Bob Mosbacher, Kenny Gamble, Dave Steward, Oral Roberts, Bona Malwal, Bill Duke, Bishop Macram, and Max Gassis friends is nothing short of amazing.
So, as I scoured the Internet and various media sites upon being notified of Coleman’s death, I was dismayed that neither the White House, nor the Republican Party’s leadership reached out to the family; or, at a minimum, issued any public statement of condolences to the family.