I’ve been listening and reading press clippings from international media outlets for the last two days. And people of all nationalities are stunned. They know an iconic brand has fallen. People from across the pond got hip to black folks by sneaking a peek of a Johnson Publishing Company product.
That JPC logo stood strong in the eyes of anyone who appreciated a true American success story. And Mr. Johnson’s life journey has been admired and studied by scholars and other renowned business people, as well as, aspiring entrepreneurs like myself. You can’t ignore, that at one point, John Johnson was one of the richest men in the world. And it didn’t go unnoticed.
I was heartbroken when he died. I was pissed when his life’s work (The JPC Building) was sold for pennies. And now I’m sad and hurt by the latest news of Mr. Johnson’s dream being auctioned off to the (lowest) bidder. What a very horrible day in America. I’m gonna try and get my hands on pieces of that man’s great accomplishments.
He befriended me after we met a few years prior to his death. When I proudly expressed to him that I was an upstart publisher (The TRUTH Magazine) he immediately embraced me. Mr. Johnson allowed me to enter into his space at that lovely and decorative building on Michigan Ave. I’ll never forget it. It was like being in what could be described as Heaven on earth to me.