An old school for African American children in Albemarle County, Va. is finally getting the recognition it was deserved some 93 years after it was built, WHSV reports. According to the news station, on Saturday, a historic marker was dedicated in honor of the Rosenwald-Funded St.
There’s a light in Signal Oak, shining toward Blue Mound to warn of the Ruffians a-coming. On clear nights you can see it, even knowing the long uprooted oak is nothing but a historical marker, now.
In winter, children play on the Devil’s Backbone, laughter on sleds as they drift down his spine into oblivion. You don’t even hear them scream as they disappear over the next rise.
A tiny family graveyard sandwiched between housing developments and a carwash. But no one will uproot those buried there, lest the curse come true and the city burns to the ground the same as it did during Quantrill’s Raid.
Historic downtowns with brick streets. On silent nights you can hear the distant ring of horses’ hooves.
The rotting bones of an abandoned church with mysterious stairs disappearing into darkness. You descend, thinking there’s a basement below. You don’t even realize this is the gateway to Hell until the light from outside is snuffed out like a candle. There is no turning back, now.
The sound of cicadas ebbs and wanes over windblown waves of golden wheat. A murmuring army in the darkness, held back only by the walls of your home.
In the distance, thunder rumbles as the first grey-green clouds swallow the skies. The demon twister whispers warnings in small gusts of wind. The clouds churn and boil like a witch’s cauldron.
Old tombstones of children who died on the Santa Fe trail. The ghosts of smallpox, measles, diphtheria, wait silently for an opening.
Wagon wheel ruts scar the old trail grounds, vanishing into the prairie that swallowed them up and spit them into orchard graves like Bender’s victims.
On her daily walk along Ocean Beach, Teresa Trego recently stumbled across a 122-year-old granite tombstone, half buried in the sand. The incident might have been considered a random occurrence if it wasn’t the second find in a month. In May, two beachgoers found a gravestone from 1876 on the same beach. According to a recent paper by Bill McLaughlin of the Surfrider Foundation, the historic markers are likely part of early 1900s anti-erosion efforts. (Source)
“Around the country, there are only a few markers noting the sites of lynchings. In several of those places, like Newnan, Ga., attempts to erect markers were met with local resistance. But in most places, no one has tried to put up a marker. *** ‘If you’re trying to make a point that the amount of racial violence is underestimated, well then, there’s no doubt about it,'Professor Beck said. 'What people don’t realize here is just how many there were, and how close. Places they drive by every day.’”
More on efforts to mark the spaces where lynchings took place in the New York Times.