“Darkest in the Water
Brightest on Stage.”
—Justin Carr
Justin Carr was an Earth Angel, Renaissance man, scholar, singer, actor, artist, and Junior Olympian. He inspired others with his selfless commitment to peace and hope, as he supported the marginalized, the vulnerable, and the unseen. He repeatedly prayed, “God help us achieve world peace,” beginning at the age of four. He wanted all citizens to love one another, and it was simple to Justin. Be kind. His infectious, unforgettable smile lit a room with sunlight. He didn’t know of a stranger; everyone was a friend, particularly his classmates who were impacted by his funny, silly, and wise presence and who still speak reverentially of Justin a decade after his untimely death. His love for his friends, affection for his large, boisterous family, and commitment to the earth is the gift Justin left the world. These same gifts are still treasured by everyone lucky enough to have known his beautiful spirit and soul.
Justin was a talented visionary. He was ebullient from birth and filled with spontaneous creativity. He loved the visual and performing arts, designing buildings, creating enthusiasm, and leading and orchestrating.
He also loved to swim, starting when he was two years old. When Justin was 8, he bravely taught himself how to dive off the block at his first swim meet—only minutes before his race. The judge said, “He is not going to win! “But Justin dived right in and swam like crazy… and won first place too!! Later, he even qualified and participated in the Junior Olympics.
As a vibrant 16-year-old 11th-grade student at Harvard-Westlake School, Justin was a Student Ambassador, a member of the Swim Team, a Leader in the Black Leadership Awareness and Culture Club, a Section Leader in Chamber Singers, and a member of the Jazz Singers. He also performed in various theatrical and television productions, had his Screen Actors Guild (SAG) card, and started the first Architecture Club. In 2012 he traveled to New Orleans, Louisiana, helping to rebuild homes for Habitat for Humanity.
Justin’s parents, Darrell Carr, and Susan Toler Carr were the light of his life. Justin loved when Susan baked triple chocolate mint brownies for him and his friends, they laughed until they cried, knew all the words to the ‘Wicked’ soundtrack and Smokey Robinson’s ‘My Girl,’ danced together to Beyonce until their hips hurt, and reflected on each other’s purpose in the world: each one, teach one. Darrell taught Justin to work with his hands and build something that lasts generations. He instilled in Justin racial pride and the importance of preparation. Leading by example, Darrell and Susan prioritized honesty, resiliency, and purpose. The lessons Justin learned from his parents were a source of inspiration. He couldn’t help but go out in the community and teach others.
He smiled often and wanted to make sure others enjoy life too. He was kind and a steadfast supporter of the underdog, regardless of the social consequences. Justin stood up for what was right and helped his friends. He was the connector—full of compassion and empathy, understanding people, and lived by a code of values unseen in others his age. Those values would become his moral code.
In January 2013, Justin had an assignment to describe his best character traits. He was most proud to be skillful, helpful, observant, creative, and sensitive. On February 22, 2013, Justin, seemingly healthy, attended his classes and helped construct a stage for an upcoming theatre production. Before his routine swimming practice, he had just concluded a happy telephone call with his mother. After completing a few laps, Justin died instantly. An undiagnosed heart condition called idiopathic hypertrophic cardiomyopathy caused his Sudden Cardiac Arrest.
Justin’s parents have taken the soul of their son and turned it into the blocks from which stairs descend to an unlimited future based upon creativity. One child at a time can leave behind a life of isolation and aloneness and venture into the vast world of self-expression. We depend on artists to make sense of the world when the ordinary rules do not apply when we need to believe in peace and kindness and giving and love, rather than war and sorrow and randomness and fear.
Please click here to read Justin’s celebration of life program and learn more about Justin’s life achievements.
WATCH JUSTIN’S
EMMY-WINNING STORY
What He Wanted
“I want to be able to give back to those less fortunate than me by creating an after school program in neighborhoods where kids are not exposed to the visual and performing arts allowing them to have another outlet to be expressive…I have lived a very fulfilling life so far, and I thank my family and friends for consistently supporting me throughout my journey.”
—Justin Carr, January 8, 2013
What He Said
Click on pictures to hear Justin speak about his Grandfather Burl Toler, Sr. at age 6 and age 16.
Age 6
Age 16
Bust sculpture Justin made in his art class of his Grandpa
The meaning behind Turquoise and Butterflies
Because Justin’s favorite swim stroke was the butterfly, and turquoise was the dominant color in his art, the community often thinks of Justin when they see butterflies and turquoise.
That Note to Santa
In Justin’s early years as a “believer,” every Christmas Eve, he would leave a plate of cookies, milk, and a note to Santa Claus by the fireplace. His parents found this note he wrote when he was nine, penned in his signature turquoise, which they found to be prophetic and appropriate for JCWWP.
Justin’s Poem “Theme for English III”
After Langston Hughes
By Justin Carr
The Instructor said,
“Go home and write a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you
Then, it will be true.”
I am an only child.
Not one of three,
Just me.
I go to a school where I feel like a fly in a bowl of milk. Alone.
Walking down halls where I am one of three…
or at least one of the few with dark skin like me.
The kinks in my hair and the dark skin I wear connects me to the trailblazers
Who struggled to clear paths in order to make my journey easier.
As I walk through the white halls with the white walls,
I see the footsteps of Martin, Malcolm, and Coretta before me.
Their pain and suffering endured just so I can be me. Free.
In my classroom,
I don’t sit in the back waiting to be called on
Because the sea of seats are all available to me.
It’s hard for me to Imagine
Being stationed in the back just like my mother and father were,
Where they couldn’t even see,
That they were lacking opportunity.
I turn on the TV to see faces with brown tones
Sing through microphones,
Not of yesterday’s sorrows,
As the wounds have healed leaving scars of remembrance.
Then I look back at me and what do I see? Not a rapper or a ball player,
But a boy with dreams,
Goals,
Promise.
Opportunity.
Written By Justin Carr for English III homework © 2013
