An unlikely friendship formed between Ron and Denver, at the urging of a woman listening to God. Ron is an art dealer and hobnobs with high society. Denver was an uneducated black man from the cotton fields of the south who hopped a train one day. The woman was Ron’s wife, Deborah, who to Denver became known as Miss Debbie.
When “Same Kind Of Different As Me” first arrived at my house, my ten year old son snatched it up and took it away to read. He kept trying to tell me all about it, but I told him to wait until I had a chance to read it and not spoil the surprise. Let me just say that he loved it.
When I first picked up this book to read, I had a hard time getting into it, but as I pressed on. The story pulled me in and by about half way through, I couldn’t put it down.
This book was raw, real, and revealing. In places, it drove me to tears. This book inspired me, challenged me, and caused me to think deeply about a great many things. It drove me out of my comfort zone by the words of a black man with a heart of gold. True friendship was forged through struggles and tragedy, and polished by heartache.
If you are looking for a good read or need to be shaken out of complacency like I was, then I would highly recommend this book.
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