You always come back home

You always come back home

“I grew up by the bridge. My dad worked for the railroad. They took the wheels off cabooses, placed them on cement and turned them into housing units. Five families lived there and that is where we grew up. The slab of cement is still there. People were living...
My mother taught me to keep my head up

My mother taught me to keep my head up

“I grew up in Orange Grove, one of the first housing projects in the country. Teachers, nurses, lawyers, and doctors lived there. You could hear the trains running from GM&O and sounds from the steel plant at all times of the day or night. We lived close to...
Five years of Our Southern Souls

Five years of Our Southern Souls

Our Southern Souls started five years ago. The 1,645 interviews have broken down my walls and changed how I see people. These pictures fill me with love and a little sadness. Each face is a reminder of the people missed as we keep our distance and stay safe. I will be...
On Davis Avenue we could be ourselves

On Davis Avenue we could be ourselves

“Things were booming on Davis Avenue. Clothing stores, blue singers, and three movie theaters. There were restaurants, beauty shops, shoe stores, hardware stores, paint stores and parks. We had Central High School, Atlantic Seafood, Butler Grocery Store,...