Tuesday, April 02, 2013
The New South
Sheriff always joked he met his
wife in the Colored Waiting Room.
A crew of painters from the German
war prisoner camp had re-lettered
the signs in a kind of Gothic script--
all but unreadable.
Sheriff not the stereotypical movie fatso.
He was skinny and wore glasses. Looked like
a professor of Social Psychology.
If forced to part a skull in the Civil Rights era, though,
he did.
Long retired, he loved talking of that time, and emphasized
the violence a bit more than he should have.
But then, retired folks often brag.
Sheriff always joked he met his
wife in the Colored Waiting Room.
A crew of painters from the German
war prisoner camp had re-lettered
the signs in a kind of Gothic script--
all but unreadable.
Sheriff not the stereotypical movie fatso.
He was skinny and wore glasses. Looked like
a professor of Social Psychology.
If forced to part a skull in the Civil Rights era, though,
he did.
Long retired, he loved talking of that time, and emphasized
the violence a bit more than he should have.
But then, retired folks often brag.
Labels: Civil Rights, German War Prisoner, New South, South, violence
