May 19, 2014

Because I was a horribly ill-behaved child, I found myself shipped from San Francisco to Moss Point, Mississippi in August 1969.  My mother’s plan was that I’d spend my junior year in high school there and live with my schoolteacher aunt, Annie Mae Randall, who was somewhat affectionally known as the “kid breaker”.  It was legend that if you did not understand rules she would beat them into you, but her method was unlimited interrogation, not physical correction (much).

            In any case, I landed in Moss Point, fifteen years after the Supreme Court ruled that legal segregation was i...

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