I went to school with family members of these guys. If only the Dove kid my age had lived to see this.
So good to see those Confederate General street signs coming down and being replaced with their families’ names. So long overdue.
Long ago there was some land near a creek that emptied into the Potomac River a few miles further down that was thought not to be worth anything because it was too hilly and rocky to make good farmland out of–so the owner was willing to sell it to an African American man, who brought in family. Their descendants have carried on a strong sense of community for generations now.
So glad to see the signs that convey their joy and love replacing the ones that, when they were put up, inflicted pain deliberately, quite possibly in backlash to that very community’s landownership and pride.
So much better now.