Donyale West
I remember first meeting him with his cornrows. Talking to him often saying hi and talking about life and dreams that we want to accomplish. He was very driven and determined to do good and live a good life. He invited me to grab a drink and Shamichaell made a great one for me. They would open their home for Thanksgiving and I gladly accepted because that Alabama cooking is too good. I see why he was a happy fed man. I am glad I got to see him one last time. I will miss the “Heyyy Donyale”