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https://www.nytimes.com/2018/04/25/magazine/a-lynchings-long-shadow.html?mc=aud_dev&mcid=fb-nytimes&mccr=LLAppActives&mcdt=&subid=LLAppActives&ad-keywords=AudDevGate&dclid=CO_Tzb-m_toCFQ6JwAodgfUL2gCannot cut and paste, but is an important read.
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A Lynching's Long Shadow (Original Post)
Skidmore
May 2018
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monmouth4
(9,710 posts)1. An important and interesting read. TY for posting. n/t
canetoad
(17,192 posts)2. Good read. K&R
A Lynchings Long Shadow
Elwood Higginbotham was murdered by a mob in 1935. For his descendants, a new historical inquiry into his death offers a chance to confront the past.
By VANESSA GREGORYAPRIL 25, 2018
Tina Washington cant remember being told that white men lynched her granddaddy back in 1935. Somehow shes always known. The crime echoed in her fathers character, in his watchfulness and distant love, in the yawning void left in place of memory. As a child, she tried to pry answers from her tight-lipped parents. Where is my granddaddy? she would ask. I want to know my granddaddy. Now, at 39, she asked different questions but mostly to herself. Would her father have gone to college if his daddy had lived? What did her granddaddy look like? What sparked his murder? Who were his people? She had no photos. Nothing.
But one hot and clear afternoon in September, a day before the 82nd anniversary of her paternal grandfathers death, Washington sat in the back seat of her sisters car ready to crack open her familys painful history. Her father, E.W. Higginbottom, sat beside her in a white dress shirt and cuff links, and her sister and brother-in-law, Delois and Irven Wright, rode up front. Washingtons children Trinity, Bailee and Rico squabbled quietly in the S.U.V.s third row.
They had left the suburbs outside Memphis, Tenn., and were headed south, past deep green woods and an old railway line, toward Oxford, Miss., where Washingtons grandfather lived and died. The family planned to meet there with staff members from the William Winter Institute for Racial Reconciliation, a Mississippi nonprofit, and tour sites significant in her grandfathers lynching: the county courthouse, the killing grounds and two graveyards where he might be buried.
Washington, who wore rectangular glasses and a sleek ponytail, teaches high school Spanish and possesses an educators enthusiasm for history. She has visited Tuskegee University and George Washington Carvers birthplace. She has walked across the Selma bridge, where Alabama state troopers beat nonviolent voting rights activists in 1965, and traveled to Booker T. Washingtons grave. The broad sweep of black history has come easily; her black familys experience remained frustratingly elusive. Ive kind of seen the house where my mama lived as a child, she said a few days earlier. It was built over, but I kind of know where it is. I can go there. But I dont know any of my daddys history.
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Elwood Higginbotham was murdered by a mob in 1935. For his descendants, a new historical inquiry into his death offers a chance to confront the past.
By VANESSA GREGORYAPRIL 25, 2018
Tina Washington cant remember being told that white men lynched her granddaddy back in 1935. Somehow shes always known. The crime echoed in her fathers character, in his watchfulness and distant love, in the yawning void left in place of memory. As a child, she tried to pry answers from her tight-lipped parents. Where is my granddaddy? she would ask. I want to know my granddaddy. Now, at 39, she asked different questions but mostly to herself. Would her father have gone to college if his daddy had lived? What did her granddaddy look like? What sparked his murder? Who were his people? She had no photos. Nothing.
But one hot and clear afternoon in September, a day before the 82nd anniversary of her paternal grandfathers death, Washington sat in the back seat of her sisters car ready to crack open her familys painful history. Her father, E.W. Higginbottom, sat beside her in a white dress shirt and cuff links, and her sister and brother-in-law, Delois and Irven Wright, rode up front. Washingtons children Trinity, Bailee and Rico squabbled quietly in the S.U.V.s third row.
They had left the suburbs outside Memphis, Tenn., and were headed south, past deep green woods and an old railway line, toward Oxford, Miss., where Washingtons grandfather lived and died. The family planned to meet there with staff members from the William Winter Institute for Racial Reconciliation, a Mississippi nonprofit, and tour sites significant in her grandfathers lynching: the county courthouse, the killing grounds and two graveyards where he might be buried.
Washington, who wore rectangular glasses and a sleek ponytail, teaches high school Spanish and possesses an educators enthusiasm for history. She has visited Tuskegee University and George Washington Carvers birthplace. She has walked across the Selma bridge, where Alabama state troopers beat nonviolent voting rights activists in 1965, and traveled to Booker T. Washingtons grave. The broad sweep of black history has come easily; her black familys experience remained frustratingly elusive. Ive kind of seen the house where my mama lived as a child, she said a few days earlier. It was built over, but I kind of know where it is. I can go there. But I dont know any of my daddys history.
Edit to add image of clippings.