A continuation from yesterday's post The Kiski Sibling Road Trip, Part I.
I've shared background on my father's legacy in older posts such as this post - Creative Inspiration: Stories My Father Told Me (re-post) His legacy is more than I've shared in previous posts and in this post you will learn even more.
As I shared in the previous post, my younger brother, younger sister and I traveled to Saltsburg, PA to attend the ribbon cutting ceremony/dedication ceremony on Tuesday September 12, 2023 of a classroom at The Kiski School where my father, Raoul A. Davis, Sr. (1931 - 2008) was the first African American graduate (1950). (He attended The Kiski School for his Senior Year of high school)
Below is the placard to be mounted in the dedicated classroom:
To give you all the background on this, I am going to share the excellent post my brother did in the social media platform LinkedIn:
Yesterday we celebrated a legacy. Seventy-four years ago yesterday, my father, Raoul Davis Sr., courageously walked through the halls of The Kiski School as its first African American student. Returning to those same halls and seeing the reverence with which he is remembered, touched my heart in ways words can barely express.
The Kiski School has long stood as a beacon of excellence, nurturing young men to become their best selves. My families gratitude to the entire Kiski community is immeasurable - from the dedicated staff and the spirited students to the school's leadership, who made me and my sisters feel like we were home. A special nod to Carla Ross and Mark Rhodehamel, whose warmth and dedication were palpable throughout our visit.
To hear the current students express appreciation for my father's willingness to be a trailblazer was humbling. It's one thing to know your parent's worth within the confines of home, but quite another to witness the far-reaching impact of their bravery. Kiski set the foundation for my dad to go onto to the founder of the URBAN LEAGUE OF LONG ISLAND, INC. Serve as the Executive Director of the Urban League of Albany. He loved working with the National Urban League going back to Vernon Jordan.
He worked with street gangs in New York City on creating truce, and served with distinction former NY Governor Mario Cuomo to celebrate African American culture in the state.
In 1949, the foresight of Dr. Clark, the headmaster at the time, is a testament to Kiski's enduring spirit of inclusivity. By actively recruiting my father and ensuring he had a memorable experience, Dr. Clark did more than just integrate the school; he set the stage for a more inclusive future.
As Kiski steps into its 136th school year, the Raoul Davis Sr. '50 Classroom stands not just as a brick and mortar testament but as a symbolic commitment to honor diverse histories and ensure that every student recognizes the strength that lies in unity and diversity.
Kiski's commitment to celebrating trailblazers and preserving the legacy of those who've paved the way is commendable. My father's story, intertwined with Kiski's, reminds us of the unwavering spirit of those who dare to be the first and the institutions that support them.
Thank you, Kiski, for keeping the legacy of Raoul Davis Sr. alive and for reminding us that true legacies are built on the foundation of courage, determination, and resilience.
The Kiski School is a private all-boys preparatory (prep) school that was established in 1988. Here we are arriving at the school and were warmly greeted by the two security officers at the gate who took this photo:
Two awesome Directors from The Kiski School, Carla and Mark (who were also responsible for making the classroom dedication happen and are in the first photo below), gave us an amazing tour of the school's grounds. Here are some photos from that tour:
As you can see in the photo above, The Kiski School overlooks the town of Saltsburg and there is a lovely view!
During the tour, my sister came up with the awesome idea of a cool group standing/feet photo around The Kiski School image on their rug in the administration building:
(Just a little humor: my sister and I both have an obsession with dapper mens footwear - there is something so cool about a dapper pair of mens shoes. We really got a kick out of the wonderful shoes that the Director Mark wore - the brown shoes to the right - and we became obsessed with them! We might have to convince our husbands to get those shoes! Ha!)
The ribbon cutting ceremony was an experience I cannot put into words. It was VERY stirring.
A touching speech was given by a young man of color who was the current Class President. He shared how my father's legacy has inspired him. Here we are in a selfie after the ribbon cutting ceremony with that amazing young man:
My siblings and I were trying to keep the tears out of our eyes (we weren't always successful) during the speeches. Then we got to actual "cut the ribbon" with a giant pair of scissors to the new classroom dedicated to our father. They gave us a pair of giant scissors to keep to commemorate the event.
Inside the classroom was a slide presentation of photos from our father's time at The Kiski School and the amazing art by the artist Yvonne Davis (no relation):
One of the photos in the slideshow ("Class of 1950") was of our father standing on the back steps of the school. My siblings and I got a chance to stand on those exact steps during the tour before the ribbon cutting:
We got chills when we stood where our father stood 73 years ago, I cannot put into words what I experienced but it was amazing.
After the ribbon cutting ceremony we met with an amazing group of students in the school's library, answered their questions, and had a panel interview for their school's newspaper. We were interviewed by an engaging young man who definitely has a future in journalism if he likes!
It was an experience I cannot put into words, talking with the group of young men in the library post ribbon cutting. It was like interacting with a group of glowing beacons that were going to help improve the future of our world. It is a moment in time my siblings and I will never forget and we are so appreciative to The Kiski School for giving us this moment.
We also got to see the collection of communication that the school kept on file from the time our father attended, including this piece of correspondence from 1949:
Little did our father know when he wrote this letter in 1949 what his amazing legacy would be!
I'll close this post with the amazing stained glass window in the same building as the school library which really captured my attention (the photo does not do it justice):
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