For John, BLUF: Nice story about a place not unlike Lowell, except for the past honored. Nothing to see here; just move along.
"Mississippi, the Two-Flag State" In which Mr W Ralph Eubanks talks about how Mississippi lives a schizophrenic existence, with homage to the past, but a forward looking population.
Here is the lede:
Well into middle age, after years working as a writer and an editor in Washington, D.C., and Virginia, I found myself unemployed and floundering. I eventually stumbled across a job, teaching as the Eudora Welty Visiting Scholar in Southern Studies at Millsaps College, a place loved by Miss Welty (to call her anything else would violate Southern propriety) and a quick walk from the house where she wrote her novel “Losing Battles.” I grew up on a farm near the small town of Mount Olive, and attended Ole Miss, a college where the Confederate battle flag was flown at football games. Upon graduating, in 1978, I left for the North and vowed never to return. But when I needed somewhere to go and sort out my life, there were no questions asked. After years as a black Southern expatriate and sometime critic of the place that shaped the man I have become, my loyalties were not scrutinized. In spite of everything, Mississippi left the door open for me and had my room ready.A short read and worth it.
Hat tip to the The New Yorker.
Regards — Cliff