(l-r) Alphonso Williams II, Moody Williams, Alphonso Williams, Sr., Lynn WilliamsThis picture captures so much. It was taken around 1972 in the basement of our home in Detroit. The '70s! What decade compares when it comes to breaking all of the rules? My father, Alphonso Williams, Sr., has on an orange and white sweater set! And my brother, poor thing, has on...well, you can see for yourself.
This picture is worth a thousand words for several reasons, but I've posted it for two reasons. One, here are two men who truly loved each other. (My father is passed; my Uncle Moody is still living.) The two were born in Mississippi two years apart. Can you see the love? They are touching each other, and they are holding each other's son. These two boys, so innocent, are the end of the Williams line. That fact our elders never failed to communicate to my brother and I would imagine to my cousin as well.
The second reason I posted this picture is because I want to do some thinking on this decade remembered as the '70s. I'd like to think about how that decade affected people, its relationship to the 60s, to the 80s, and to the new millennium.
