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Let’s Talk Jackson Guest Post: My dream of reliving the Farish Street of my youth

This blog originally ran last year just before the release of Lemuria’s book Jackson: Photographs by Ken Murphy. We’ve been so grateful for the outpouring of love and hope for our great city that you’ve shared with us over the past year and a half; and we’re enormously proud of this book. Our hope is that every time you flip through its pages, you’re reminded of the Jackson you have loved, and join us in dreaming to achieve a great future for our home.

Written by Jimmie E. Gates, political writer/columnist at The Clarion-Ledger

When I was in my teens, one of my biggest thrills was coming to Farish Street in downtown Jackson.

It was the sight and sounds of a hustling mecca of black life. There were snappy dressed females with their hats. There were men dressed in classy suits, which made you think of The Apollo Theater or the old Cotton Club in Harlem. We had our Crystal Place on Farish Street, and for good measure, we had our Alamo Theater, which was a movie theater. I will never forget going to the Alamo Theater to watch Bruce Lee movies, Godzilla versus the Three-Headed Monster, and most of all watching actress Pam Grier in films.

Those were the days for me growing up. Farish Street was like a whole new world to me. There would be Mr. Armstrong selling Jet Magazines on Farish Street and vendors selling roasted peanuts in small bags and other items. The shoe shine guy, “Bear Trap,” would stay busy; there was a bakery/donut shop, but my favorite was the ice cream plant. Whenever we would be on Farish Street, we would always go by the ice cream plant. The ice cream man, whose name escapes me today, would give us ice cream bars. He would always be dressed in a white uniform and wearing a hat to match.

We would always come to Farish Street and shop. Although Farish Street was the mecca of black life in the 60s and 70s, many of the clothing stores and shoe stores were Jewish-owned.

I will never forget my Farish Street days. I don’t know when Farish Street began to deteriorate, but it probably occurred after the first mall opened in the city. Jackson Mall opened in 1969 followed by  Metrocenter in 1978. Farish Street stores and other stores began to leave the downtown area for the malls.

We longed for the bygone days of our youths; sometimes wondering if we can recreate those years.

I pass the empty shell of the buildings lining Farish Street today wondering if the hustle and bustle of the street will ever live again.

Decades have gone by since Farish Street was the place to go. There have been talk about reclaiming the area as an entertainment district, but the talk hasn’t materialized into returning Farish Street to its heydays.

I know others have their own fond memories of places and things in Jackson that were once special to them. Farish Street was that place for me.

There was a song by the late Luther Vandross  called “Dance With My Father” that was one of my favorites. The lyrics were based upon Vandross’ childhood  memories of  his late father and mother often dancing together. Vandross knew his dream could never come true when he wrote the song because his father was deceased. We all have our dreams; the dreams that would make us happy. Seeing Farish Street alive again with life and vitality would be a dream come true for me.

 

Ken Murphy will be joining us in the store all day today (December 23) and will be signing copies of all of his books!

Devotion by Adam Makos

Adam Makos will be here TONIGHT at 5:00! We love this book so much that we’ve chosen it as our December pick for First Editions Club.

Let me start this blog off by saying this….

I don’t read non-fiction. Pretty much….never. Not at all. I can not sit down and read fact after fact about a topic; it just can’t hold my attention the way a fictional story can. I don’t like this, because I want to be able to learn about different things and I obviously have books at my fingertips to do so by working at Lemuria; but, non-fiction is just not my “go to”.

With all that being said…..Let me tell you about this non-fiction book that changed everything.

WFES804176583-2I’ve always been interested in World War I and World War II and the time period around those years. To be honest, I’ve just always been interested in the history of different wars (obviously more interested in those in which the U.S. were involved). I like watching movies based around war and there are times when I will watch documentaries as well. But, reading a history book wasn’t something I enjoyed.

However, I really feel as if Devotion has changed my outlook on reading about history. Devotion is an incredible story from military journalist, Adam Makos. As it’s stated on the cover, it’s “An Epic Story of Heroism, Friendship and Sacrifice” between two Navy carrier pilots during the Korean war. One of which is a white New-Englander who comes from a country club background (Tom Hudner), while the other pilot is a share-cropper’s son from Mississippi (Jesse Brown) who became the first African-American Naval pilot. Basically, Jesse was fighting for a country that sometimes wouldn’t even serve him in a restaurant. However, he found much more than just a job in the Navy; he found men that stood by his side no matter what.

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Lieutenant Tom Hudner

Makos goes way beyond just slapping down facts on a piece of paper, he takes you into the intense lives of both Lieutenant Tom Hudner and Ensign Jesse Brown during their time in the Korean War by offering you a novel-like feel. He interviewed so many military veterans and used all of that information to make the stories flow together as one- so much so that it feels like you’re reading a novel rather than sectioned off facts about the war.

From what I understand, the Korean War is the Forgotten War, but Makos takes you right into the battlefield; from the Marines on the ground in trenches to Jesse and Tom overhead in their planes. I was definitely taken into the harsh conditions (temperatures as low as -35 degrees) when the Marines were near Chosin Resevoir; and there were moments when I felt like I was in the plane with Jesse or Tom trying to make split-second decisions. Makos included maps to help show the locations of each event, letters, and photos taken during this time as well as before (photos of marines and pilots with their wives, parents, siblings, etc). Having photos and being able to put faces on to the people being described made me become so involved in the story, that there were a few times while I was reading that I became slightly emotional.

Ensign Jesse L. Brown, first African-American Naval Aviator

Ensign Jesse L. Brown, first African-American Naval Aviator

Makos made me look at non-fiction in a whole new way. I was given facts and I was given true stories …and it was beautiful. This book was such a great way to take a look at history and to teach myself more about sacrifice, war, and one’s devotion to friendship. I feel like I’m going to have to keep sticking my nose in our history section from now on to see if I can learn a few more things.

Collecting Barry Moser

appalachia“Appalachia: The Voices of Sleeping Birds” by Cynthia Rylant, Illustrations by Barry Moser. Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1991.

In “Appalachia: The Voices of Sleeping Birds” by Cynthia Rylant, life is hard but it is also sweet. Rylant’s Appalachia is a land of coal miners, small churches, country dogs, dirt roads, homemade quilts, and cotton dresses. She communicates the rhythm of Appalachian life in her picture book for the young and old:

“In the summer many of the women like to can. It seems their season. They sit on kitchen chairs on back porches and they talk of their lives while they snap beans or cut up cucumbers for pickling. It is a good way for them to catch up on things and to have time together, alone, for neither the children nor the men come around much when there is canning going on.”

Cynthia Rylant, a Caldecott and Newbery award-winning author, writes about where she grew up in West, Virginia. Her young life was not unfamiliar to Barry Moser, the book’s illustrator. Moser, a native of Chattanooga, Tennessee, is a printmaker, a designer, author, essayist, and teacher. He is well-known for his fully illustrated Bible published in 1999, by his own Pennyroyal Press which has designed some of the most beautiful modern limited editions of the twentieth century.

Moser’s paintings and prints have graced such classic stories and poetry as “The Adventures of Brer Rabbit,” “The Wonderful Wizard of Oz,” “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” and “The Tales of Edgar Allen Poe,” but he has also worked with many modern children’s books authors.

Moser’s paintings that accompany Rylant’s text were inspired by Ben Shahn, Walker Evans, Marion Post Walcott, and Dorothea Lange. The subjects in the paintings are simple and direct. The gaze of the coal miner shows a man with few choices in life—his father and grandfather were coal miners, too. The sweetness of life is there, too, as in the opening quote from James Agee, a nod to his own family in Knoxville, Tennessee:

“The stars are wide and alive, they seem like a smile of great sweetness, and they seem very near. All my people are larger bodies than mine, quiet, with voices gentle and meaningless like the voices of sleeping birds . . .”

 

Original to the Clarion-Ledger

See more of Barry Moser’s books here.

Meek’s ‘RIOT’ captures turmoil of Ole Miss 1962 integration

By Jim Ewing. Special to The Clarion-Ledger

Riotcover2-1-400x300Readers who pick up the large format book of photographs RIOT: Witness to Anger and Change should be prepared to be stunned and horrified. It graphically ushers the unwary into a world of violence and hate that could only have been captured by someone who was there during the racial madness when James Meredith became the first black student admitted into the University of Mississippi in 1962.

The narrative is revealing both in its raw honesty — as captivating as the photographs — and its nuance. It begins with Meek’s account. He was a 22-year-old Ole Miss staff photographer when the protest turned violent. He took more than 500 photos throughout that night and the next day, which form the book’s basis.

The riot began at dusk,” Sept. 30, 1962, Meek writes. “Bottles flew by me to strike federal marshals. Tear gas canisters were fired into the crowd. Bricks smashed into windshields and cars were set on fire. … bullets were flying. Snipers were on top of Bryant Hall, the fine arts center, and on the roof of the old Y building firing at the marshals. I counted a dozen bullet holes on the pillars and door facings of the Lyceum.”

The shots, bricks and mayhem was not at the hands of students, but from thousands of outsiders flooding in.

When it was over, two people were dead, hundreds were injured or arrested. But, added journalist and author Curtis Wilkie, who was a student at the time and writes a superb introduction to the book, “the reputation of Ole Miss was gravely wounded.”

RIOT is a well-crafted book that could stand alone with its stunning photography but it is immeasurably amplified by the insightful commentary by witnesses to the cataclysmic events. The photos are especially compelling as snapshots of a time and place that seems incomprehensible to today — or, perhaps, in some ways, chillingly not.

For example, in one sequence of photos, Meek captured scenes of a football rally the evening before the riot that appear as some bizarre KKK nightmare. In them, a cheerleader rallies the crowd before a giant bonfire and, in another, smiling majorettes wave a large Rebel flag as the band plays behind them. It was all wrapped up, football, politics and “winning” in one broad cloth.

As Wilkie recounts, at that rally, “the state was basically on a war footing and for the first time, the little miniature Confederate battle flags were brought out and distributed to the crowd.”

At the game itself, Gov. Ross Barnett addressed the crowd at halftime, extolling states rights and calling on every Mississippian to stand up to the federal government.

In the moments before the actual rioting begins, Meek recounts, a student played “Dixie,” another dressed as a Confederate soldier brandished his sword. “It felt like a pep rally until I heard the hiss of a bottle sailing over my head and saw it strike a marshal’s helmet,” Meek writes. A television station in Jackson was also cheering for action, calling “for Mississippians to take up arms and travel to Oxford.”

The reminiscence of Meek, who went on to become an assistant vice chancellor and professor, for whom the Ole Miss Meek School of Journalism is named, is particularly personal and revealing.

I grew up in Mississippi, a segregated society where African-Americans were virtually enslaved as second-class citizens,” he writes. When the National Guard showed up at Ole Miss, he adds, “they were as conflicted as I was.” But he was “about to be brought to terms with my previously unexamined racism.”

Ole Miss alumni or supporters shouldn’t expect any sugar coating from RIOT. While the event is “not remembered with pride at our alma mater,” Wilkie writes, RIOT is “an indelible reminder of our past.”

To the school’s credit, Ole Miss has never tried to whitewash the story. … The University of Mississippi confronted and eventually came to terms with the traumatic events,” he said, proactively seeking to champion diversity and racial healing. It’s a story that should not be forgotten, lest it be repeated.

As former Gov. William F. Winter said in RIOT’s afterword, courageous trailblazers like Meredith and slain Jackson civil rights leader Medgar Evers are owed a debt of gratitude by all Mississippians.

They freed us, too. All of us, black and white alike, had been victims of a cruel system of apartheid that kept us all enslaved,” said Winter, an Ole Miss alum who helped found the William Winter Institute of Racial Reconciliation at the university.

RIOT should be on the coffee table of every Mississippian, as a reminder of where we came from and where we need to go. And it should not only be displayed, but read, studied and remembered.

 

Jim Ewing, a former writer and editor at The Clarion-Ledger, is the author of seven books including Redefining Manhood: A Guide for Men and Those Who Love Them, in stores now.

Wessman’s ‘Katrina’ gripping tale of Mississippi’s first responders

By Jim Ewing. Special to The Clarion-Ledger

 

1-KatrinaCvrwebNancyKay Wessman’s Katrina Mississippi: Voices from Ground Zero masterfully chronicles the heroic efforts of first responders in days leading up to Mississippi’s worst hurricane and its devastating aftermath.

Written with factual flair, Voices provides a gripping page-turner of the events leading up to the August 29, 2005, storm that builds in tension like the storm that came ashore with surprising and shocking intensity.

Described as a 250-mile wide entity of “pure evil,” the storm claimed 1,836 lives, cost upwards of $115 billion in damages throughout Mississippi, Louisiana and Alabama, she relates, and churned a path of wind and water all the way to the Great Lakes.

But the focus of the book is on those who stepped up to confront the storm, prepare for it, survive it, and struggle to make the region whole afterward. Main players are listed in the beginning as Champions of the Storm. They include the federal, state and local emergency management teams, the local and state leaders, and volunteers. The book describes their fears, hopes and realities as they sought to help the region prepare and recover.

Many of the first responders of the coming storm were caught unawares when they were thrust into the enormity of the region’s needs, much like Joe Spraggins. Recently retired as base commander of the U.S. Air Force/National Guard facility in Gulfport, he accepted a job as director of Homeland Security and Emergency Management for Harrison County. He was contracted to begin work Aug. 29, 2005.

But Spraggins, like many others, saw the storm quickly growing in the Gulf of Mexico and came onboard early, anticipating events and taking action before his official start date, learning by doing how to respond to the worst natural disaster in the nation’s history.

He, like many others on the Coast, watched in awe:

— The highest sea surge ever recorded in the Gulf coming toward Mississippi;

— Record river levels overcoming bridges designed for 500-year floods;

— Windows at Memorial Hospital of Gulfport crafted to withstand 300-mile-per-hour winds sucked out in showers of glass as patients huddled in hallways;

— The power shutting down and water cascading down stairways at the Harrison County Emergency Operations Center (EOC) headquarters that was built to survive the previously worst storm of Hurricane Camille in 1969;

— Harrison County EOC officials finding their options as Katrina hit of “hang on, swim, or drown.”

The tales of those in aftermath are astounding and too many to enumerate, including:

— Then-U.S. Rep. Gene Taylor a homeless person, his house destroyed;

— Emergency management leaders cut off from the outside world, without land lines or cellphone service, wondering why their pleas for aid were not being met, and then watching on a Florida command center’s mobile unit live feeds on CNN about rioting, looting and fires in New Orleans;

— A funeral home owner in tears because his morgue was full, contemplating having to put bodies on the sidewalk.

Volunteers went door-to-door in the most ravaged neighborhoods with physicians in tow, not knowing what they would find. Said one: “They had dead bodies and standing water in their houses. … There was no water, no bathroom, no food, and bodies everywhere.”

Wessman details these and many more events weaved throughout the book filled with tales of unparalleled valor and sacrifice, heartache, and even political intrigue that complicated the responders’ life-saving efforts.

Wessman said in the introduction that she decided to write the book in 2008 when she “realized that nobody had told Mississippi’s story, not really.”

While New Orleans got the headlines, the story of Mississippi taking the brunt of the storm seemed almost an afterthought.

Former Mississippi Gov. Haley Barbour has also penned a book, America’s Great Storm, which is also being published in this 10th anniversary of the hurricane, that details the political and social effects of Katrina. Wessman’s Voices makes a great companion volume, as the title suggests, from “ground zero.”

Jim Ewing, a former writer and editor at The Clarion-Ledger, is the author of seven books including Redefining Manhood: A Guide for Men and Those Who Love Them, now in bookstores.

Readers Coming Together

by John Evans, Lemuria Books

Mississippi’s literary contributions have enhanced our state and national culture. Our great writers are household names; many of their stories are our stories. But before great writers put pen to paper, they were first great readers.

In my 40 years of bookselling, I have witnessed the power of real books in the hands of readers. In our first statewide book festival, The Mississippi Book Festival, we will celebrate the joys of reading and the authors who bring our culture to the page. Reading real books is where it all starts.

Mississippians are encouraged to read John Grisham’s Sycamore Row together. Reading together, we live together.

The first Mississippi Book Festival, I hope the first of many, will bring awareness to our strong literary history. Perhaps this festival will be the first step toward creating a Literary Book Trail in Mississippi and eventually, a Mississippi Writers Museum.

The first ever Mississippi Book Festival will take place this Saturday, August 22, on the State Capitol grounds.

 

Originally published here

Yard War by Taylor Kitchings- Tonight at 5:00!

Originally published in the Clarion-Ledger on August 15, 2015. Written by Clara Martin.

 

61Gy6wN9uRL._SX328_BO1,204,203,200_“Yard War” is a coming-of-age story set in Jackson during the 1960s.

Author Taylor Kitchings is a Jackson native; hence, the strong sense of place comes through in this book. Jackson is a place its natives can’t ever seem to fully disentangle themselves from. They may leave, but there is always that pull to return home, and in “Yard War,” Kitchings explores why we stay in a place like Jackson.

Jackson’s newest novelist is most known for teaching English for the past 25 years at St. Andrew’s Episcopal School. He has taught thousands of students, myself included, each of whom could tell you that his class had an impact on their life. “Yard War” may be targeted to the 12-and-up crowd, but if you have ever lived in Jackson at one point in your life, you would be remiss in not reading this book.

The book’s main character, Trip Westbrook, is like most boys in Jackson in the 1960s. He loves football, there are Sunday lunches with Meemaw and Papaw, and he’s looking forward to starting junior high. His world, much like the front lawn where he plays football, is pristine.

When he invites Dee, the maid’s son, to throw the football on the front lawn, the neighbors aren’t happy because it’s a sign that integration is alive and well. While Trip says “I tell you what, I want a guy with an arm like that on my team. I don’t care if he’s black, white, or purple,” this seemingly innocent game creates trouble for the Westbrook family.

Should the Westbrooks leave town or should they stay? A story of family ties and fighting for what you believe in, “Yard War” is full of hilarity, moments of heartbreak, and will have you rooting for the good guys. This novel is relevant in that it explores Jackson’s past, present, and future. While this book shows reasons that might make a person leave Jackson, it also encompasses all the good parts that will make one want to stay. As Dr. Westbrook tells his son, Trip:

“It’s like one day God took the best of what’s good and the worst of what’s bad, stirred it all up, and dumped it between Memphis and New Orleans. You can’t move away from a place like that. You have to help keep the good in the mix.”

“Yard War” reinforces the truth about humanity with a football game: Sometimes it seems as if the Goliaths will be the winners, but as Trip reminds the readers, “The good guys won here today. They just might win tomorrow.”

Clara Martin works for Lemuria Books in Jackson.

Release party

Kick off your fall reading with the “Yard War” release party at Lemuria Books on Tuesday, August 18. A signing starts at 5 p.m. with a reading to follow.

The First Ever Mississippi Book Festival on August 22: Get Your Bearings

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What’s Done In the Dark Will be Brought to the Light: John Safran’s God’ll Cut You Down

by Andrew Hedglin

A 67 year-old white supremacist is violently killed in his home by a 22 year-old black man, who then mutilates his corpse. How’s that for a précis?

JacketTwo things (besides John Berendt’s blurb on the front cover) made me want to read John Safran’s God’ll Cut You Down one day when I came across checking our inventory:

1) Whoever titled this book is a genius. Although originally titled Murder in Mississippi in Safran’s native Australia, there’s a lot of mileage you can get out of the words to this old folk song, famously and recently recorded by Johnny Cash. First the pounding bass line gets stuck in your head immediately, like a song for a kick-ass mental movie trailer. It also sets up a certain set of expectations. Which brings me to the second enticement…

2) I first heard about the ballad of Richard Barrett around the dinner table by family members who have long been plugged into the Jackson scene. Anecdotes of the can-you-believe-this? variety. And the final act was one to beat all.

Now in my house, the barest facts told the story: the 22 year-old black man, Vincent McGee, was tired of oppression and white supremacy. At the very least, Barrett had finally reaped all the hate he had sown of his forty-year career of racist lunacy. McGee was an instrument of divine justice; God had cut Richard Barrett down.
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John Safran, the Jewish-Australian host of gotcha-television shows and a self-described “Race Trekkie,” had played a prank on Barrett the year before his death for his show. A year later and across the world, he saw people on the internet make the same assumption, but other people make add vague complications as motivations (sex and money), and found the picture to be incomplete. This is no classic whodunit—it’s a tangled why-dun-it. And that proves to be more complicated than the writer or reader might anticipate.

So Safran read a bunch of true-crime novels, like In Cold Blood and Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, and studied the form. There’s supposed to be a paradigm about how you see the world: I’ve told how I think things happened, but as Safran learned in Mississippi, two people can see the exact same thing and have two different explanations as to how and why it happened (and about things less fantastic than a race murder).

unnamedResearch complete, Safran hops on a plane to Jackson to investigate. One of the most charming things about Safran is his ability to recognize his own shortcomings. The first scene in Mississippi where he encounters this poster in the airport as he ruminates on his lack of experience as a writer is hilarious and amazing.

I should admit though that he does bite back later in the book when passing by the poster on his way into town again. And that’s one of the things I found most fascinating about the book as a Mississippian; books where the outsider comes in and tries to make sense of what’s going on read like poetry, when the familiar becomes strange. It breaks you out of the prison of your own experience.

Safran interacts with varying degrees of public figures: Barrett, Jackson Advocate reporter Earnest McBride, white supremacist podcaster Jim Giles, state representative John L. Moore, Madison and Rankin County DA Michael Guest, and even a cameo by a pre-mayoral Chokwe Lumumba. Just as interesting are his interviews with McGee’s family and his paramours, and Barrett’s neighbors and his former associates. Safran doesn’t use kid gloves in his treatment, but he’s not out to make a buffoon out of anybody, either—despite what reservations his television stunts might inspire.

As Safran digs deeper into the night of the murder, and the lives of both Barrett and McGee that led them there, he becomes less sure about it all. Race casts a long shadow over everything, as does religion, mental illness, and repressed sexuality. The only thing he seems to uncover for sure is the complicated humanity of both men. William Faulkner never said “To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi”; but you know, in my opinion at least, Mississippi’s as good a place as any to start. And you will first learn about the stupid truth, always resisting simplicity.

Celebrating Literature and Literacy at the Mississippi Book Festival

This summer, amid the heat and the mosquitoes, and behind the soft and desperate whoosh of a hand fan, there will be a book festival. It will be the first ever of its kind in the state of Mississippi, and to that I say: it’s high damn time. It’s time to celebrate the literary history of this state with the fanfare (and booze) that it deserves; and what better way to do that than gather together some of the finest Southern authors of our time to discuss the works of their contemporaries and influences.

bookfest-dateThe first ever Mississippi Book Festival will kick off on the south steps of the state Capitol on Saturday, August 22 at 10:00 am. The day will be packed to the gills with author panels, special events (namely, the Willie Morris memorial luncheon with speaker John Grisham), live music, great food, and pop-up shops for everyone. Bringing kids? Cool. There’s a tent for those kids, courtesy of The Children’s Museum. Eudora Welty fanatic? Who isn’t? The good people of the Eudora Welty House will be there with bells on, as will University Press of Mississippi, Millsaps College, and a whole slew of publishers, authors, and the like. Want a beer? Go get a beer, because we’ll have those too. At the end of the day, Parlor Market will be hosting the after party as part of their PM burger street fest, and after that after party will be the after after party in the same location sponsored by Cathead Vodka. What I’ve just listed are several reasons for you to come on top of the amazing author panels scheduled.

The festival is free and open to the public, and all of the authors scheduled throughout the day will have books for sale in the Lemuria tent. That’s right! We’ll have a tent! In that tent you will find several eager and sweaty Lemurians, awesome merchandise, and day-of volunteers ready to hand out fans and maps; excited to help you find the perfect book. If volunteering in our tent sounds totally awesome to you, just email hillary@lemuriabooks.com and we’ll schedule a time slot for you. Comes with a free Lemuria tank top. Boom. Free.

We are SO excited about all of this, and we hope that you are too. It’s my hope that the first book festival will surprise us all with its attendance, media coverage, and outreach. I want to end the day happy and exhausted, exclaiming, “We didn’t bring enough books!” So let’s make this happen. Share the website with your friends, send in a donation, grab your lawn chairs, your reading glasses and your sunscreen, and let’s make this the best first festival ever.

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