I will never forget the Thanksgiving meals my Nana prepared every year. As kids, my cousins and I were often at her apartment in Brooklyn, but there was something special about her Thanksgiving spread. She prepared such an amazing meal for her family and friends and invited us to gather in her home. The food, the laughter and the stories all come back to me when I smell candied yams.

As an adult, I can look back and see that, despite our modest surroundings, we were rich in family.

That richness was shared by all of us at Nana’s dining room table. As members of my family have relocated to different parts of the country, the memories of the meals still evoke the same rich sense of togetherness.

Having led the Dearfield Fund for Black Wealth for two years, I often hear similar stories from homeowners. While they understand that their home is an asset that will increase in value, they derive so much more than financial gain.

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