From Tatyana Ali’s Facebook page.

I spent last night going through photos. I found these two from our final Friday night taping of Fresh Prince. We had a cake fight after shedding tears. People don’t really understand that we knew how special our time together was. It wasn’t special because of popularity or success, but because we were all together, sharing it. It’s like it was all meant to be, and we could feel it. In the photo from left to right there’s Jeff Pollack, Joseph Marcell, Ross Bagely Jr., Alfonso Ribeiro, Shelley Jensen our director, me, Karyn Parsons , Quincy Jones and Will Smith. Jeff Pollack and James Avery left us. James was a philosopher king. He taught me to love history and poetry. He taught me that being an artist is one of the noblest professions. He gave me black baby dolls every Christmas. He used to joke that I’d visit him in the old actors age home when I got older. Every end is a beginning. I know James is at peace. Thanks everyone for all your kind words and thoughts. It means a lot to his family and friends. A Poem Of Friendship by Nikki Giovanni We are not lovers  because of the love  we make  but the love  we have We are not friends  because of the laughs  we spend  but the tears  we save I don’t want to be near you  for the thoughts we share  but the words we never have  to speak I will never miss you  because of what we do  but what we are  together

From Tatyana Ali’s Facebook page.

I spent last night going through photos. I found these two from our final Friday night taping of Fresh Prince. We had a cake fight after shedding tears. People don’t really understand that we knew how special our time together was. It wasn’t special because of popularity or success, but because we were all together, sharing it. It’s like it was all meant to be, and we could feel it. In the photo from left to right there’s Jeff Pollack, Joseph Marcell, Ross Bagely Jr., Alfonso Ribeiro, Shelley Jensen our director, me, Karyn Parsons , Quincy Jones and Will Smith. Jeff Pollack and James Avery left us.

James was a philosopher king. He taught me to love history and poetry. He taught me that being an artist is one of the noblest professions. He gave me black baby dolls every Christmas. He used to joke that I’d visit him in the old actors age home when I got older. Every end is a beginning. I know James is at peace.

Thanks everyone for all your kind words and thoughts. It means a lot to his family and friends.

A Poem Of Friendship by Nikki Giovanni

We are not lovers
because of the love
we make
but the love
we have
We are not friends
because of the laughs
we spend
but the tears
we save

I don’t want to be near you
for the thoughts we share
but the words we never have
to speak
I will never miss you
because of what we do
but what we are
together

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