Last week, I blogged about the loss of another participant in my research on South Florida's racial and spatial politics - my grandmother. The late Lillie Mae Earvin of Belzoni, Mississippi. She died about 2 pm on March 3. She is pictured on the far right. My mom is in the middle. My great grandmother is on the left. It is my mom's wedding day. The year is 1966.
"Following the crops to South Florida" in the 1950s, my grandmother was a huge inspiration in my life. My recorded interview with her is one of many primary sources helping me to find meaning in how people of African descent move to, through and away from South Florida since the late nineteenth century.
Her passing is as good a time as any to now move all future entries for this blog to what is now my main blogging website. As I wrote in an earlier blog entry on that site, it's time to simplify. Blogging on one website is the way to do that, I've discovered.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
Rest in peace, Grandma
Last week, I blogged about the loss of another participant in my research on South Florida's racial and spatial politics - my grandmother. The late Lillie Mae Earvin of Belzoni, Mississippi. She died about 2 pm on March 3. She is pictured on the far right. My mom is in the middle. My great grandmother is on the left. It is my mom's wedding day. The year is 1966.
"Following the crops to South Florida" in the 1950s, my grandmother was a huge inspiration in my life. My recorded interview with her is one of many primary sources helping me to find meaning in how people of African descent move to, through and away from South Florida since the late nineteenth century.
Her passing is as good a time as any to now move all future entries for this blog to what is now my main blogging website. As I wrote in an earlier blog entry on that site, it's time to simplify. Blogging on one website is the way to do that, I've discovered.
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