<\/p>\n
He really knew something about paying attention. A niece recalls one of his more famous lines: “Lemme tell ya’ little ’bout a lot.”<\/p>\n
“Lemme tell ya’ little ’bout a lot…” she says, “…meant your head was going to be spinning for a few days trying to figure out what he was talking about. Nobody ever knew what Lester was talking about. And when you finally figured it out, he was always right.” <\/p>\n
And he was. A boyhood friend called Lester a “Mult-I-Genius.” An athlete, soldier, youth counselor, father, uncle, son, wandering facilitator, community connector, and quiet observer. He was my friend, my colleague. And he was buried today. Free at last. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He really knew something about paying attention. A niece recalls one of his more famous lines: “Lemme tell ya’ little ’bout a lot.” “Lemme tell ya’ little ’bout a lot…” she says, “…meant your head was going to be spinning for a few days trying to figure out what he was talking about. Nobody ever … <\/p>\n