Day 13 Supplement – Sixth Street Museum District, Hattiesburg, MS

This quote made by Toni Morrison made me cry.
Here is the bench.
Black Lives Matter was painted in big letters—now fading—on Mobile Street that leads to old downtown Hattiesburg.
Elijah’s old elementary school where his mother taught and became principal.
Elijah in front of his old school and a historical marker that tells about it. I didn’t edit this picture and it looks like there is a halo around his head. Elijah are you a saint?
This is the little park where a bench in memory of all the decedents of slaves is located.
This is the home of Oseola McCarty, the thrifty, 91-year-old washerwoman who left a $150,000 scholarship to future USM students.
An old wall is painted to announce the Museum District.
Nice little park that uses a former industry smokestack as a gathering place.
A gathering place for Elijah as a child. A small library was here for the black children who weren’t allowed in the library downtown used by whites.
The martyred Vernon Dahmer
One of several plaques in the Museum district
Filing a legal case meant putting your life on the line.
Another plaque. So many stories untold to a larger public until now.
The sixth street Museum corridor has been beautified with lampposts. This is an area I did not feel comfortable walking around as a teen. Black and white children were taught to fear each other when I lived in Hattiesburg. I weep for all children who do not have the freedom to choose who their friends are. MLK Jr. experienced the pain of loosing friends because of skin color and prejudice. One of my favorite books about Martin Luther King, Jr. is a children’s book by his sister Christine King Farris titled, My Brother Martin.
Bernie watches over a fun store called The Lucky Rabbit near the Museum district in Hattiesburg.
I used to get my cold, glass-bottled colas out of machines like this when I was a kid. One of the many fun items at The Lucky Rabbit.