My brothers (Colston and Cody) and I attended Chambersburg Area Senior High School in Chambersburg, Pennsylvania.  They were upper classmen; both of them excelled in sports (e.g., football, baseball, basketball, etc.); and both were very strong.   

I'll never forget the many things Colston did for me, but I will share one memory at this time.  Picture it.  The year was either 1953 or 1954. I was the only African-American in one of my classes.  I forgot his name, but a heavy-set, tall bully sat at the desk in front of mine, a bully who regularly called me the "N" word, made other racial slurs, pushed and shoved me, and even punched me occasionally whenever the opportunity presented itself.  I could not tell our mother what was happening at school because I was afraid that she would go berserk, come to high school and thrash the bully, the teacher, and anyone else who dared to interfere during her tirade.  However, I finally told Colston about my ongoing trouble, and he solved it. 

Colston told me he would stand in the doorway of my classroom the following day shortly before the class was dismissed and he instructed me to tap the bully on the shoulder at that time and deliver a message.  

Well, Colston, who (figuaratively speaking) had muscles of steel, appeared in the doorway and I followed his instructions. The bully turned around sharply and barked at me:  "Why are you touching me, "N"?  I smiled, proudly pointed to Colston and gleefully relayed the message, which was:  "That's my brother, and he said he would kick your butt if you ever bothered me again."  Colston rippled the muscles in his arms and chest and glared menacingly at the bully, who actually trembled with fear, averted his eyes, and lowered his head.  From that point forward the bullying and namecalling ceased--all because of Colston.

Eposi.....Thank you so much for honoring Colston here on the internet. This is a beautiful memorial. I've always admired what Colston has done for the people. I remember once, while taking his class, he gave me the assignment of writing an essay on Africa. In that essay I wrote that it was my destiny to work towards building a unfied Africa, under the banner of Pan-Africanism. I wrote that it would be a powerful Africa that would take control of its resources, using them to remove poverty from the continent, and then the diaspera. After reading my essay, Colston told me that I was someone special. That I was an asset to our people, and that he'd hope that I could accomplish that goal. His words gave me a strength that still reside with me today. Colston will always hold a special place in my heart. He was special to us, and now that you've posted this memorial, others can learn (somewhat, because they didn't have the pleasure of meeting him) how special he was by reading about him. Colston was one of the greatest minds that God could have ever brought to this planet.