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I often think how would it have been if life had turned out differently for me, my people, and just all of humanity. I think these things especially now. What if things could have been better or just stayed simpler? What if my people had kept their own culture and not integrated fully into the society's system? Would we still have traditional families? Would we have less crime? Would we have better morals and self respect? Would we be more dependent on God instead of on material things and seeking status and the approval of others?


I happened upon this film Palmour Street (1949) A Black Family in Gainesville, Georgia. (link to film) Gainesville is a pretty town north of where I live. It is called the poultry capital of the world, and even has a monument to a chicken (link). Palmour Street was produced in my hometown, Athens, Georgia, so there here are connections to my life and my history in this film. My grandparents were of the same generation of the couple in this little drama and slice of life. I can even see remnants of things I witnessed and did in my childhood, such as the games the kids played or my mother tucking me into bed at night and kissing me good night.

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