It's Funderwhoopee Friday ~ AM

 

Before the Oscar nomination… before the world saw his tear-filled eyes and healing hands…

Michael Clarke Duncan was digging trenches in the streets of Chicago.

He was massive. Powerful.

But painfully shy.

His mother — who raised him alone — always told him:

"Your size is a gift… but your tenderness? That’s your true power."

For years, he worked nightclub doors, guarding celebrities.

Protecting bodies… while dreaming of touching souls on a movie screen.

But no one believed in him.

"Too big," they said.

"Too gentle," they said.

Until one day… Bruce Willis saw him cry.

Not on cue. Not rehearsed. Just raw truth.

And in that moment — Bruce found his John Coffey.

The gentle giant who looked like a monster… but only wanted to help.

Michael wept in every scene.

But he wasn’t acting.

He was remembering — his mother’s words, the judgment, the weight of being misunderstood.

"Being strong doesn’t mean striking back.

Sometimes, it means standing tall without breaking."

When he passed in 2012, the world didn’t just mourn his size…

They mourned his soul.

Because sometimes, the biggest men… are the softest listeners.

And sometimes, a giant doesn’t need to roar

He just needs someone to believe in him.

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