Let’s start with this. I’m a futurist. I enjoy dreaming about what’s next and determining outcomes on how we get there. Thinking about the impossible or what-if scenarios, that don’t make much sense to most of the human population sound fascinating to me. As a young boy I wasn’t sure where these thoughts originated. Why, did I questioned “why” so much was a big unknown for me. While seeking answers to my questions in my home community in Detroit as a young man and having no answers was tough until I reached an age that provides reason. I simply didn’t have anyone to talk to that truly understood me – until I learned more about my mother, father, grandmother and grandfather.

It was indeed these genes that established a foundation for the future...my future thought leadership. My grandfather inspired me to think about what was and was not. So did my father. It is here that I am saddened today to write this note.

While limited in number and scope, I have carried on many conversations with my father and grandfather about the future. They have been accessible to me and interested in topics such as “Time”, “Relativity”, “Infinity”, “Connectedness Matter”, “Vastness of Space”, “Addiction”, “Universal Chemistry”, “Relative Security”, “God”, “Creation(s)”, “Power” and “Black Matter” to Name a few topics.

I’m certain that I am not in a minority of these types of topics with those that sought them out, but I felt alone that I only had a limited audience that was only able to engage only during a certain period of my life - leaving me helpless for conversation. However, those minor moments are now major. They empower my future discussions and thought. My step-father Jeffery Sims and step-grandfather Soloman Sims filled a void that is still worthy of respect. They all empowered today.

Today, I sat with my grandfather, William Leo Davis - Age 93 and wife Margaret Alice Chandler Davis Age 90 in their home. I remembered our discussions even though my Grandfather barely remembered me. “Grandson” he called out to me, after 15 minutes into my visit. He told me that I looked handsome. I responded that I am only a reflection of him and thankful for that. He slept after that. We couldn’t talk about the future. I couldn’t share what I had learned about the world, about a class I took. We couldn’t talk about the magazines I used to buy him, Popular Science to keep his mind fresh. Even at 93, he is still sharp and trying to hold on.

Honestly I suppose this note is targeted toward the universe listening more than any given person...as I don't have more reason to write about it than it’s consumption. So universe, or infinite verse, or God...thank you for this opportunity to share. I’ll clean up the grammar mistakes and lack of poetic sufficiency at a future date. Thank you for providing a conduit for discussion and it is my hope to continue to dream and execute upon those dreams in a meaningful way for today’s world to make life that much more meaningful for others all while uncovering the mysteries that would otherwise stay unknown.

It is my wish to help, dream and execute in a space that is meaningful for others as well as my own understanding.

At sometime in the near future my grandparents will not be here with me. I am thankful for today. And promise to stay focused on the future while making decisions for the current.

Nick and William Leo Davis - 93.

Nick and Margaret Alice Chandler Davis - 90.

Missing Conversations about the Future