Category Archives: Going South

America’s Greenest

Due to some chaos at Margaret’s house, I was ensconced in an impressive edifice called the Proximity Hotel, billed as America’s greenest. And it was. Instead of bottled water there was a fancy filter across the hall next to the ice machine … Continue reading

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Onward to Margaret’s House!

Atlanta is a jumble  in my mind, except for some very clear images. Sitting in Barbara and Whitt’s living room amid all the art and color, playing sweet music and singing with people just met and known forever, until the wee … Continue reading

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Heading South, 6

My first impulse, when discovering all the good and difficult work that SPLC does, was to come home, sell the house, store my stuff and come back down here and volunteer, because these guys (a figure of speech for which … Continue reading

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Going South, day 4

Plans change on Monday when Wanda Henson is on a desperate search for housing and can’t meet with us. We head back north to Laruel and then east toward Montgomery. Somehow I had envisioned the Southern Poverty Law Center as a little bungalow … Continue reading

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Going South, day 3

In Meridian, we meet at the Sisters’ church, a mega church in waiting, and meet the Rev. Mike and his spectaculars where he offers splendid stories out of biblical history that scare the begeezus out of his followers. We tour … Continue reading

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Going South, day 2

We leave Piney Woods on Sunday morning as the young and enormously impressive student body heads for church. First it’s back to Jackson, where we meet with some older folks who remember those days of bloody yore, then take on Jerry Mitchell … Continue reading

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Going South, page 1

After a morning flurry of stops and stocking up, I’m off on 63 south with Dennis C. heading for Jackson and points south. Dennis is stalwart and I sleep part of the way, waking up in time for Memphis. Then it’s … Continue reading

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