When I was 5 or 6, because of my dad’s political activism in the Mississippi Delta, local white supremacists burned a cross in our front yard. My parents had a decision to make: Wake me up or let me sleep. They chose sleep. On that night, hate and fear would not be passed to another generation.
Ghosts of Mississippi
Wright Thompson | ESPN | August 1, 2009 | 14,947 words
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