May 6, 2014. Below are words I prepared for his funeral:
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"Good morning:
My name is eve douglass, and I'm Randell's baby sister :).
The other evening I was thinking about Randell and I thought about the definition of passion. Passion is a strong feeling about a person or thing.
My Brother Randell enjoyed a life-long passionate hobby for raising birds from childhood into his adulthood. As kids we went to West Vernon Elementary School. And I remember Randell getting into trouble almost everyday for not coming straight home after school. He would go to a boy's house that lived a few blocks away that riased birds. And I use to think "a whipping for birds"?
My Brother Randell was passionate about his family, community and helping others. He was a dedicated teacher for L. A. Unified School District. When my young daughters needed financial support, he was there. Not only did he help my children, he opened his home to help kids after-school.
My Brother Randell was passionate about music. I remember summers, when our parents were at work, we would blast the record player with Hugh Masekela, (Grazing In The Grass), Nina Simone and Eddie Harris records in the back yard... Randell played his congo at Sportsman's Park with other percussionist on Sunday evenings. We could hear the music all the way to the house. Randell and my Sister-In-Law Olivette, took me to a Bob Marley concert. It's a memory I've always cherished and made me a Bob Marley fan to this day.
My Brother Randell was a good guy.
He was a quiet man with loud passions.
And his passions have touched us all."
Thank you Randell. I love you.
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