when heritage meant something...
someone started a legacy of men who don't give up. someone purchased land in the south. someone sired a son who met Jesus, and he did the very same.
and here am I.
and the man told me, this isn't me. no, it's not. this isn't us - we don't just give up.
that's why my son will have the middle name of a legacy. a small legacy, an unknown legacy, a legacy of a boy who met Jesus and became a man and sired a son with the woman who took to be his wife.
you are Titus. Titus Loverd Howard. may you fight harder, run further, and do so much more than I ever could, if you meet Jesus.