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Memoir Panel

Date: July 28, 2018

Time: 7 pm

Location: Book Passage

51 Tamal Vista Blvd

Corte Madera, CA 94925

Paige2018-03-20T16:45:47+00:00March 20th, 2018|

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Along with my sisters, I wanted to thank everyone

Along with my sisters, I wanted to thank everyone for their love, support, and condolences over these last 6 weeks. Yep, 6 weeks ago, Mom and Dad were driving and doing their thing. And today, on my 46th birthday, we laid them to rest. The grief and sadness is primal and my heart is broken. But if my parent’s legacy and my 46 years of life have taught me anything, it's that heart broken is just code for a heart broken open, and in this openness lies infinite possibilities, love, and resilience.

I've tried to convince myself that this was all part of some master plan that Mom and Dad's souls agreed to before entering this earthly plane. That maybe they decided this is how they would go - together, with my sisters and I by their side. That maybe they wanted to find a way for my sisters and I to spend more time together in our adult lives and come out closer than ever before. That maybe they wanted us to tap into childhood memories, reconnect with friends and loved ones, and listen to their favorite tunes like Dad's fondness of Barry Manilow and Mom's love of anything Motown.

Maybe they chose this time of a global pandemic to remind us that despite physical distance it is possible to feel enveloped in so much love, support and appreciation in the midst of the unimaginable. Maybe they wanted everyone to know that a true love story transcends time. Maybe they gave me the most important birthday gift of all, knowing they are at peace and dancing together again, and that is something to celebrate.

And maybe they knew we would all be ok, knowing their legacy and eternal light now shines bright in every heart they touched which will serve as an anchor as we ride the inevitable waves of grief that are sure to come. Thank you for my life Mom and Dad. I'll love you forever. Here is to always shining bright, so so bright. ✨💛💛✨

Oh Dad, you always taught us the importance of a g

Oh Dad, you always taught us the importance of a good exit strategy and going out on our own terms. And that is exactly what you did. It seems impossible yet poetic that you and Mom are reunited again after just 10 days apart. I’m not sure who I will be without you physically cheering me on, but I know I’ll be ok, because your legacy of love, integrity, wisdom, leadership, community and family lives in my heart and every ounce of my being. I’ll see you in our sunrises and will love you forever. May 27, 1940-July 25, 2020. 💙✨💕

Long-time community leader and businessman Barry Milton Davis passed away on July 25, 2020 joining his wife of 55 years, Karen Davis, who passed on July 15.

A Tulsa native, Barry was the oldest son of Elliott and Hannah Davis and spent formative years working at his family’s downtown Tulsa sporting goods store. After graduating from the University of Oklahoma, Barry honored his father’s legacy of service during WWII and joined the U.S. Army, serving proudly as an Artillery officer.

Over the course his subsequent 50 plus year business career, Barry was at the forefront of the national and regional venture capital industry. As Managing Partner of Davis Tuttle Venture Partners and Davis Venture Partners, Barry invested in and helped nurture a diverse range of innovative companies and entrepreneurs with consistently spectacular results. Barry additionally served as Managing Partner of New Era Group, an energy and natural resources group; and as President and CEO of the Alliance Business Investment Company.

A champion for his industry and passionate believer in the transformative power of entrepreneurship, Barry served as National Chairman of the Board of Governors of NASBIC, a national venture capital industry trade association, and was the recipient of the industry’s “Lifetime Achievement Award.” He was a Board member of the National Venture Capital Association; a Founder and Chairman of the Venture Capital Institute; Chairman of the Oklahoma Innovation Institute; and board member of the University of Oklahoma Price College of Business, from which he received the “Distinguished Alumni Award.” (Cont. in comments)

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Beloved wife, mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, friend and colleague Karen Levitt Davis passed away on July 15, 2020. Married for 55 years to the love of her life, Barry Davis, Karen was the heart and soul of her immediate and extended family, a faithful and generous friend, and a powerful force in the Tulsa community.

Born and raised in Los Angeles, Karen called Tulsa home for more than 50 years, becoming a well-known champion for progressive community causes and initiatives. Through her extensive work with the Tulsa Community Foundation and the George Kaiser Family Foundation, Karen served as a key voice for equality in education, housing, employment, healthcare and social services in Tulsa.

Among many community accomplishments, Karen helped establish a program to fund local LGBTQ services; helped create an emergency relief fund for displaced workers; and helped lead the effort to support victims of Hurricane Katrina in Tulsa. Most notably, Karen was a critical driver and visionary behind Step Up Tulsa, a transformational comprehensive community plan. She was also a generous supporter of major community projects including The Gathering Place and John Hope Franklin Reconciliation Park, and proudly served as president of the Junior League of Tulsa.

A cherished friend to so many, Karen brought grace, warmth and charm to every gathering. She was widely appreciated and admired not only for her quick wit and caring nature but also her unmatched style.

Most importantly, Karen was fiercely committed to her family. She was a matriarch in every way and gave endlessly of herself to provide unconditional love and support. She was an enthusiastic participant in family celebrations, as well as a calming force through challenging times. She could be counted on always to provide warm and wise counsel to her children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews.
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Hello friends. I’ve written and re-written this

Hello friends. I’ve written and re-written this post so many times I’ve lost count.
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I started by saying how this was a collective awakening for our country and then realized how rooted in white privilege that comment was and that Black people have been living this collective awakening for over 400 hundred years.
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I wrote that in order to be part of the solution to dismantle systemic oppression, we as white people need to first start by looking within to uncover the oppression, disrespect, and dehumanization in our own lives of which we are consciously or unconsciously playing a part, but then realized that was performative allyship.
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I talked about the importance of daily commitment to staying awake individually and as a collective with as much compassion, integrity, love and respect as possible, but then realized this is spiritual bypassing with no acknowledgment of the brutality and loss of Black bodies every single day.
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I watched a video about the devastating impact of the Tulsa Race Massacre, my hometown (google it). It shook me to my core. I quickly justified in my mind that it was ok, our family hadn’t moved to Tulsa yet. But then I realized, that white supremacist act in my community informed my privileged upbringing, period.
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I scrolled through several white friends + influencer Instagram posts as they talked about how hard last week was for them and how they needed to take a break to process the sadness with no regard to how black people must be feeling. I felt sick to my stomach, because that white fragility and tears were simply reflections of my own.
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But I’m posting this anyway. Because this is white privilege and it is inside all of us. Even the liberal minded, entrepreneurial, impact driven, NAACP supporting, resilience training, meditation teaching, woo-woo exploring, mystical seeking, cancer surviving one of us. What I know is different and will be working on likely for the rest of my life, is viewing my everyday actions through this critical lens of awareness around racial disparity and committed to doing better. (Continued in comments)

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