Today is December 21, 2017.

I'm sitting in my living room in LasVegas Nevada.

I'm Looking into your eyes Asante.  Well 

Actually it's an oversized photo of you.

Your smiling face warms my heart on

This cold winter afternoon.

I will always cherish and share the love

We shared as brother and sister.  In this

Pic it appears that the queen of hearts is

In trouble. I know that " Asante " always 

Has my back.

Arnol and his friends showered me with love and attention during my birthday celebration at the Art Gallery in Inglewood.  Arnol had come by straight from his bible study class with Rev. "Chip."
During our dance classes and other events, I loved to dance with my brother Arnol.  Today, I tell all my friends; " If you see me dancing by myself, I'm not."  "I'm dancing with Arnol."  

I am two years older than Arnol.  Arnol would sometimes tell a little white lie about his age.  I would say to him; " hey, I thought we were 2 yrs apart."   I guess it depended on his mood that day.  I didn't know if he was getting younger, or if I was getting older. 

Others never really understood the deep brother, sister love we shared.  Sometimes we would have disagreements and other times we would dance.  Everlasting Love!!!

This family pic was shared by my youngest son Jamaal M. Myles.  Yes, Jamaal is all grown up now.  In this pic Jamaal is about 1yrs. old sitting on his dad's lap.  Oldest brother Edgar Jr., (a.k.a. Chicago ED.) is not seen in this photo.  Arnol set up his tri-pod in the livingroom of his home and took lots of pics that day.  Arnol always loved to take pics during family gatherings.
What a wonderful afternoon everyone talking and laughing.  Dad was always full of jokes to amuse the family.  Mom, as seen in this picture was the center of the love that was shared by all.  I am all smiles, just happy to be part of a wonderful, loving family.   
                                                             "Cerina"                                                                                              

Wayne is Arnol's older brother.  Asante cared for Wayne for many many years.
I know that Wayne will always miss seeing his brother with his warm smile.  Wayne is a resident of the Vernon nursing home in Los Angeles Calif.

Asante shared so much about himself to me in a years time. I thought going out on the town with him was what I wanted most from him. Now I see how precious the time was that we shared working together around his home. All that work done reinforcing his work area roof top, to see it burn and he had to put up another. He got help with the new one. I thanked God, he saw fit to get help this time. He liked doing everything himself. His "Man Cave" was put on hold, the plans he had for it (Superbowl). The countless times of sharing space and listening to a wise mans outlook on life and personal advancements of oneself. I will truly miss his outlook on life, I know he had more to share with me. From relationships to work, I have gained treasurable knowledge. Dreams come often about my friend since I shared my day to day with him. Remembering the goodtimes are much needed to repair what I had to encounter that dreadful night of Asante's being called home to his Almighty Father. I want only pieces of that night to exit my dreams and forever hold on to the rest. Be it known, God has made sure he imprinted my dear friend Asante forever in my heart, soul and mind. Just deeply missing Asante since that day, constantly on my mind and in my dreams and I can't physically reach out to him. Feeling a void in my life. Asking God to hold my hand as I walk this path. Thank you Jesus and God bless all who has a void in their life now. Thank you marcus for this site, I love to read how he touched so many people lives.

I met Asante in 2004,
I was impressed by his swagger. He had a way of  making you feel special when you were in his presence. He truly cared of his family and friends.
I recall one year we spent the 4th of July  visiting both of his brothers who were in Nursing homes. They were both glad to see him. He made sure they had goodies before he left.
The last visit I had with him, was this summer when he came to my house and brought Dior with him. He was trying to teach him to swim, and Dior was trying to be so brave so his Pa Pa so he would not know he was afraid of the water. Arnol was so patient with him.
Often when we would call each other we would both say at the same time " I was just about to call you".Or I was thinking about you.
I knew when I did not hear from him christmas day something was up, I did not expect to find out he had passed away.
I am sorry I did not get to  have that last dance with you.
I will truly miss you Arnol, You will always be remembered for your love and kindness.

Four years ago I was blessed to meet Asante,  he was old school,  a real man , he shared his wisdom / life views of the African American male in this world – which I shared with my three sons.Asantewas a friend, mentor & brother to me. He often spoke (with pride and love)  of his family & special love one. He was an awesome man inside and out. He shared with me in June 2012 that he admired my love for life and that he was going to start doing more things in life in which he enjoyed. Full of life I would often see him @ various events; every time I saw him he would always give me a big hug with an equally big smile on his face. We had the understanding that LIFE was to be LIVED with LOVE / JOY , I thank GOD for the time we shared. Missing you so much !!!!

Praying for family and friends

Love

Tara

Asante and I met at this Dance about the same time last year, it was lovely to go back again and celebrate our time together and to acknowledge how much our friendship had grown.

        I had just started classes with our Ballroom instructor Mack Hopson after Thanksgiving. Asante encouraged me to give Ballroom Dancing a try and met me at class to ensure i was comfortable. My girlfriend introduced me to her friend Doretta, who in turn, introduced me to Mack and Asante gave me the push to go. What a man!, he believed in people challenging themself.   
       So, i only had taken about 8 classes and tried going to all the dances and dance classes in the Ballroom community, in between Mack Classes.  Asante told me to slow my road. He said "You can't dance at every party". I was hyper and egar to learn more. I had become addicted to dancing, as one might say. I believe I became a mere image of him in a female body. I told him you dance Four to Five times a week. he said "That's me, i can do that, i'm a man. It's not good for a woman to be out that much"  well like I said i became like him addicted to the Dance and I kept doing me.
       I appreciate him, Just for him sharing this night with me. For sharing his love of dance with me and i was barely dancing his dance. It showed me how wonderful a person he truly was. This was the beginning of a fulfilling friendship as he learned to appreciate me for my high energy level, honesty and straight up genuine personailty.  

Hanon said she got this hand painted by a friend of a photo she has and gave it as a gift to her dad. I find this potrait very becoming and too precious.

I met ARNOL 10 years & 8 months ago at the Hollywood Park Casino on the 5th floor through my dear friend & proprietor Lee Mack.  It was about 10pm as I was leaving and he was arriving, we met at the elevator in passing and he said to me "No No Honey, Don't leave yet"  this was back when he was still driving his LEXUS.  From the moment we met I was there for him through the thick and the thin. I remember how difficult it was when he got the news that he'd lost his own brother.  We were inseperable for his time of sorrow & throughout the 10 years we remained friends that could always depend on each other.  It is one of those situations where I know his whole family but they never got the opportunity to really get to know me.  Cerina and Linda & I have had a few moments together.  My heart felt condolances go out to you all. I know first hand through ARNOL how close you all are.  I was also there before folks decided to add a D to his beautiful name of Arnol, asking him many a time "please tell them take the D back", and he would just give that colgate smile of his which will forever warm my spirit.  ARNOL once told me the funniest story about how his sister would address his love for bannanas as an adolecent, & I could never look at bannanas without a further chuckle about it after that.  He was so articulate at delivering a story.  ARNOL was the kind of guy that would hand my son Wyndon a $20 tip at my club called THE DEBONAIR BALLROOM, this because my son knew that ARNOL loved to sprinkle hot sauce onto his CHEETO'S and Wyndon would always have the bottle of hot sauce ready for him.  Every couple of years after we had met, ARNOL would complete his own home improvements on his home, like the remodeling of his entire kitchen which is now breathtaking, & done with his own hands.  Arnol was so well seasoned in all areas and facets of life.  I have many great memories and so many reminders of us as this one picture describes. It is a pic of Asante and I after a ballroom dance together.  He has opened so many doors for me to where it is very difficult for me to let my buddy go..... but I will write it & put this out there this one last time.  It is with the deepest of sorrow that I say to you ARNOL, GOODNIGHT MY SWEET PRINCE.  

About a year and a half ago, Asante shared with me his medical condition. Each time that I saw him or danced with him, I'd ask him, "How's your heart?" He would answer, "It's doing fine".  About a month ago, I had a chance to ask him that question and he said his heart would be much better if he stayed away from these wicked women. We both laughed about that because I knew he was only joking. He was a gentleman and a very nice person. On Friday the 14th of Dec, 2012, I was at the dance but I didn't get a chance to ask him, "How's your heart?" But I know the answer...it's resting peacefully with our Lord.  I will miss your pleasant personality, Asante. Rest in peace and take care of your heart. 

Donating money to a school in St. Lucia

Asante positioned my pose in front of his painting. He said he wanted me to Look Royal with servants at my side. There was no servants though. I felt like a queen this night and felt like i could have sevants :-). He had a way with words to soothe anyones woes. Always wanted the best for anyone he came in contact with.

I was a Decoration piece this night.

Asante had enough of certain Plays in his life, his mom was in Theater and he said he worked on some sets throughout his life and Tyler Perry's set was one. Everybody needs a "Sound Man" he made sure all sound equipment was functioning. He said because i invited him to share this night with me, he would go. He took time out for me, I know he did. This was what made him so dear to me. Tyler showed a different side of how he organized his stage plays this night and it turned out to be a very surprising and lovely night for Asante. He enjoyed the mini concert Tyler put on at the end of the Play. I found it very entertaining myself and was very happy to have shared that moment with him.

Asante eyes lit up when he saw that i was a mere image of Nefertiti. He said "WOW,  i don't have to go to Africa to get my queen, she is right here". He was so amazed by my look that he had to take photos of me in his home amongst his African Decor. I fit right in, I felt like a decoration piece for that night :-). Being in touch with Africa in some since of living made him happy and gave him serenity. I could truly tell that about him because he was very comfortable with the layout of his kingdom. He was building on all aspects of his kingdom to prepare a place to have friends come over for social gatherings, evenings of dancing in his backyard, and not to forget he wanted to give presentations on Solar and Electrical Energy. Save the Earth: Recycle and Conserve was part of his mindset.

Asante adored Diamond, i think he had a crush on her. He said he loved her energy and that she carries herself as a stunning young lady. Her style is elegant and her personailty beautiful. He made sure he showed up for her birthday.  She was very special to him in one of many ways. He made all who have known him special to him in one kind of way.

Asante saw Larry this night and had to get a photo with him. He loved all African artifacts and the Dress and Style of Africans. If you been to his home it tells a story of where he has been on this earth and what he truly represented here on earth.

I will  miss you such a special man, Asante what can I say I am loss for words, but one thing I do know I will see you again in Heaven so I can get my dance. God has his son home and you can rest and dance the night away. You touch so many of us, your warm smile light up the world and always my Hugs you gave me I will always remember them. I am glad I had a part of you in my life.

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Kay Caldcleught