The Civil War and the years of Reconstruction had finally ended. The small town of Tuskegee, Alabama, had quietly adjusted to the changes. I Am That I Am takes us to this demure town. Just when the scalawags and carpetbaggers ceased their tumultuous attempts to reorganize the South, a more sinister enemy appeared. The endless stretches of cotton flourishing during the hot days of summer abruptly ended. The ominous boll weevil with its insatiable appetite threatened the economy of the South. The white cotton was now brown and dying on the vines. Sarah, once a part of the antebellum gentry, proved to be a staunch ray of hope for both her family and her neighbors. One neighbor in particular was the equally resolute paradigm of Southern love and hospitality. This neighbor was Zachariah, a kind and humble soul who was raising his two granddaughters, Elizabeth and Mary. When Dr. George Washington Carver came to the recently opened school for Negroes (as the African Americans were called in those day), he found the help given by people such as Sarah and Zachariah, a refreshing reminder of God’s providential hand. Even more surprising was the tenacious love of the people that transcended any color barriers that many would assume existed. Dr. Carver, a botanist, soon found the rare yet simple solution to the boll weevil epidemic—the tiny insect called the beetle. If only Sarah could find a solution to the dark and mysterious cloud that seemed to aggrieve her daughter-in-law. If only Zachariah could solve the mystery of the disappearing food from the barn.
Minnie Frazier had an evening of fun And excitement at Martha’s Wedding at Antoines Maitland Italian restaurant. The scene Of her mother wedding. In a Private conversation she was Issued a heart breaking tear dropping assignment Alice plea to help her remember no No I don’t remember a thing from infancy to age seven kept Playing like a broken record over and over in Minnie mind How do one forget a fairy-tale life Right down memory lane 10 Compass Road Martha and Elliott’s custom designer home A place of events wealth and power brokers, your dad a teacher of law big on civil rights always had time for a nobody trying to be a somebody The Barnetts played a prominent role in business Political and Law the golden Little girl Alice Barnett (princess); the adventures With her nanny, home and abroad Martha and Elliott bundle of joy Martha such a gentle nature Memories sugar and spice everything nice, gave all and equal- expected returns likewise. The loss of the baby was an earth shattering experience, thinking drop a pebble in the water splash it’s gone with continuous ripples Circling on and on, Grey area For postpartum depression The nanny keeper of memories her heart aches, personal reflections, thinking how can this be Roman 7:21 I find then a law, that when I would do good evil is present with me John Barnett thesis Summarize it all that was yesterday and it will never be tomorrow.
Hands within the Battle: My Mississippi History By: Minnie P. Stewart After experiencing and observing many years of visible and invisible racism, Minnie P. Stewart knew she needed to speak the truth. She and her family, like so many others, had been privately holding onto their family history. This memoir is her retelling and reflection on her and her family as they faced racism and oppression and the help they received from others as they themselves strived to serve. Stewart wrote Hands within the Battle to preserve her family history. It will draw readers in as they learn the secrets of the smiles and the songs on the lips of Black Americans as they battle life’s stumbling blocks. It is a moving witness to the power of love and service to sustain a family through hardship.
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