Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Alabama - Day 23 - Enterprise and Dothan

Ozark/Ft. Rucker KOA, Ozark
Monday, 23 December 2019
today's route
Although we continued to have intermittent rain for much of the morning, the weather was much better than yesterday.  Today I'm going back to the Ozark KOA where I'd gone last week to avoid the possible tornadoes predicted then, and where I'll be meeting David and Anna tomorrow.  But there were things I wanted to see in Dothan and Enterprise, and Dothan especially is completely out of my way, being almost in Florida in the far southeastern corner of Alabama, so I knew I'd be unlikely to see them if I didn't go today.

The drive south
Not far from last night's campground I saw a sign posted on fenced property saying "Forever Wild Property."  I wondered if it were some kind of environmental thing here and looked it up.  Check some of the details at this link.   http://alabamaliving.coop/keeping-land-forever-wild   It's a state program, funded mostly by the interest on oil and gas money, that provides permanent protection from development wrecking the ecology of the area.  The program garners massive public support by encouraging all sorts of recreational activities on these lands, such as hunting, hiking and water sports.  Pretty clever.  And I wouldn't have figured Alabama for being a major oil/gas producing state, so think of what could be done like this in other states with more petroleum resources.

I saw many fields with many cows in them.  I can't tell one breed from another, though I can say I saw a small herd of Brahmas - or Charolais - I don't know the difference.

I saw major numbers of Texas license plates.  More, even, than Florida plates which Alabama is right next door to.  Are all these Texans over here to work on the oil fields I haven't seen?  Really, there are so many Texas plates I'd think the Alabamans might get tired of stumbling over us.

The route I took ended up going on 3 sides of Fort Rucker, and signs told me they have the US Army Aviation Museum there.  If I had more time, I'd be interested in seeing it.

Enterprise
Signs told me that Enterprise is the City of Progress.  I'm willing to believe it because, for one thing, it's a lot bigger than I'd expected and, for another thing, their Civic Center and Senior Center building is very large and very fancy.  There's money here from someplace.

boll weevil
I was in town to see the world's only monument to the boll weevil.  You know - that little pest that destroyed the cotton crop throughout the south before the Depression destroyed the rest of the economy.

The devastated cotton farmer near Enterprise figured out they'd been too dependent on cotton and this was a sign they needed to diversify.  George Washington Carver, born into slavery (and a prime example of the utter waste of resources that system (and racism) promoted), had been working at Tuskegee Institute on how to replenish soil that cotton depleted.  He had been trying to persuade farmers to rotate in crops of peanuts and sweet potatoes.  Thanks to the boll weevil, they finally listened to him.

As a result, the farmers around Enterprise and Dothan are producing nearly half the peanuts in the US.  And we eat a lot of peanuts in the US.

In thanks, the city of Enterprise raised this monument to the boll weevil that has to be seen to be believed.  My photos don't convey its full impact, but the photos I saw online are about like mine.  You just have to see this thing.

detail from the statue
monument in the center of town

















As you might be able to tell, this monument isn't very big, but the citizens of Enterprise are nonetheless grateful to this bug.  The statue went up in 1919, and for its centennial this year, coinciding with the celebration of Alabama's 200th anniversary, the city held an "un-boll weevil-ble celebration" in its honor.

The town really goes in for celebrating this bug.  You can see the sign at the donut shop, which I thought was pretty funny.  There's also a Boll Weevil Inn just down Main Street, and a business with a sign in front - "Wee-vil Wish You a Merry Christmas."

And when I was coming around a corner I came face to face with a boll weevil mural.  Unfortunately, other traffic kept me from taking a photo, and I couldn't find any uncopyrighted photos of it on the internet, but I found these pages that get you there.  First is the local newspaper account and a photo of the partially finished mural.   https://www.dothaneagle.com/downtown-mural  Then there's most of the completed mural shown on this Trip Advisor page   https://www.tripadvisor.com  Note that this mural was painted by a mural artist from Dothan, a town that's known for its murals.  My next stop.

Dothan
I think Dothan sees itself as the capital of Wiregrass country, because that's what's in the name of lots of things around town.  The Wiregrass Shrine Club put up a sign to welcome travelers to Dothan.  I saw a bus labeled Wiregrass Transit, and there's the Wiregrass Art Museum.

The Wiregrass region of the US actually covers a lot of southern Georgia and parts of the Florida panhandle, as well as southeastern Alabama, and it's named for a tough local plant called (surprise!) wiregrass.  I couldn't figure out which of the uncopyrighted photos online were actually of wiregrass, not having seen it (as far as I know), so I'm attaching this link that has a photo.   https://en.wikipedia.org/Aristida-stricta

Coming into the main part of town, I came across a large amount of traffic, and I couldn't figure out why.  It was only 11:00 - not really lunch hour - on a Monday, but the streets were absolutely packed.  Making the situation worse, the multiple traffic lights weren't timed for any direction.  We were all just stopped randomly and frequently.  Whoever's in charge of their traffic patterns needs to do a better job.  There are other ways to slow down traffic, if that's what they were doing.  Frustrated drivers aren't going to drive safer.  So says the daughter of a former traffic engineer.

At one point I was stopped behind a large truck of young chickens.  They were crammed in cages so small they couldn't stand up, though they tried to so they could turn around.  I had to look at them for so long I was about ready to swear off chicken forever, it looked so inhumane.

But all the stopping and starting and frustrations were nearly worth it when I saw some of Dothan's murals.  I think they have 19 of them around the downtown area.  These are the ones I saw.

from George Washington Carver to the annual Peanut Festival

Tribute to Sherman Rose, Tuskegee Airman & Instructor

U.S. Army Aviation Center/Fort Rucker, Alabama

the women of Dothan































The Steamboat Era 1824-1925














Dothan to Ozark
Route 231 runs from Dothan straight to the Ozark KOA, where we're staying for the next few nights.  Actually, it runs down to I-10 in the Florida Panhandle and up through Montgomery to within 40 miles of Birmingham.  Useful highway.

This KOA is quite small, but it's laid out in such a way that the dogs and I can find enough space to take walks in, and they have that dog park, and my campsite is level and comfortable, so I was glad to come back here.


Monday, December 30, 2019

Alabama - Day 22

Ft. Toulouse National Historic Site
Sunday, 22 December 2019

We spent the day huddling inside, drying off from each foray into the very rainy outdoors.  It just poured most of the day, with very strong winds and some thunder to scare Gracie.  All that weather made it pretty chilly inside the cabin and I was hoping my propane supply would hold out.

When there were letups in the rain, we'd go out and walk around the campground, or up to the main area where the visitor center and fort remains are.  In better weather it's probably a very interesting place.  They have a nature walk, for instance, that goes through the woods and probably provides access to see lots of birds and various plants.  The fort area is also probably interesting and very accessible.  But with this weather, I could scarcely have been less interested in anything but getting back inside.

I very luckily had a wifi signal so could do some catching up on my blog and plan a driving route for tomorrow.

Except for the constant threat and occasional scent of deer, it was a peaceful day.


Alabama - Day 21 - Wetumpka

Fort Toulouse/Fort Jackson National Historical Park, Wetumpka
Saturday, 21 December 2019

And today's the Winter Solstice, meaning longer days for the next 6 months.  Here in southcentral Alabama, today's sunrise will be at 6:42 AM and sunset at 4:43 PM.  There's not much of a dusk or dawn period at this latitude - less than a half hour - so earlier sunrises and later sunsets mean a lot.

today's route
Drawer repair
When I was closing things up in the RV's cabin to get on the road, I found yet again that the latch on the top drawer under the stove had broken.  This is the 3rd time it's broken, and it's only this one that's broken.

The glossy brochure and map for last night's campground had ads for local merchants, including an RV dealer a few miles away.  I called, they said yes they had those latches, so I emptied the broken drawer, found other places to stow those things, and we took off.

The service person at the RV place agreed that it was unusual for it being always the same drawer that breaks, but he said those latches are notorious for breaking and he didn't seem to think my experience was odd.  I guess I think it's odd because it's such a major nuisance.  I got 2 new latches - one for fixing today, and another for when it breaks next time, as apparently it will do.  Quel nuisance, as my Momma used to say.

Recycling
You'd think - well, I'd think anyway - that a city the size of Birmingham would have easily available recycling facilities - and you'd/I'd think wrong.  I had to hunt for any.

The one I found I'm skeptical about because it was nothing more than a couple of rows of large open-top wooden crates that people piled stuff in.  There weren't any signs about what was or wasn't acceptable for recycling, and most people were dropping off stuff in large plastic bags which may have been mostly garbage for all I could tell.  But I was stuffed with recyclables, and it was labeled as a recycling facility, so I too put my things in a large plastic bag and left them there.

It's clear to me that people all over the US want to recycle stuff.  We've all been educated and are willing to participate, as far as I can tell.  But a huge chunk of the country isn't providing that service for us.  The big cities seem to think that providing service at people's houses is enough - but what about all the people who live in apartment buildings or in RV parks or in rural areas?  I'm seeing an awful lot of people at every recycling facility I've gone to, even in big cities, so a major opportunity is being lost.

Groceries
I didn't want to brave Montgomery traffic - even on a Saturday morning - just for groceries, and I found a Winn Dixie in Wetumpka, where my next campground is, so that's where I went.  It turned out to be a small one to cater to a small town, so they didn't have everything I wanted, but it was good enough.

Miscellaneous from the drive
This time I took the eastern ring road around the city and passed a sign I hadn't noticed before, marking the Wetumpka Impact Crater.  I'd never heard of this before so looked it up, and it turns out to be pretty interesting.

Wetumpka impact crater
Back in the age of dinosaurs, a meteorite 1,000' wide blasted into this area, which scientists think was at that time a shallow sea.  Of course, now it's just part of the hills in this Piedmont region, which is how they found it: to a geologist, it doesn't look at all like the rest of the area.  For a layman's version of all this, you can check out this link.   http://www.wetumpkaimpactcratercommission.org  To me, it's almost as interesting to learn that even as recently as the 1970s and '80s most scientists didn't believe large meteors could hit the Earth.  (Why?  Do they think Earth has a meteor-repelling shield around it?)

Surprising bumper sticker
In Wetumpka I saw an ordinary sedan being driven by an older woman with that helmet sort of hairdo that some old-fashioned women never give up, and I had her pegged for your basic small-town Republican Alabaman.  She had a sticker in her rear window that said: "11.3.20  As it turns out, he wasn't the lesser of two evils."  I still expect him to win the next election, but it may be closer than I expected.

License plates
current plate since 2014

previous plate, still as common as the new ones
The current plate isn't nearly as clear as my photo shows.  In real life, driving down the street and seeing it on the rear of someone's car (AL is one of many states with only the rear license plate), it's very dark and hard to read.  I tried to darken my photo, but this was all I could get.

That "Heart of Dixie" thing that shows up on all versions of AL license plates - the DMV says it's the state slogan, but I don't know who told them that.

The official state motto is "We Dare Defend Our Rights."  (Really.)  The official state motto is "Garden State."  (Don't ask.)  And one of the 3 unofficial nicknames is "Heart of Dixie."  Along with "Yellowhammer State" and "Cotton State."

So I think it's really odd that a state government arm would decide to put this phrase on their license plates.

Campground
This is the place I visited a few days ago where there's a lot of Spanish moss.  By the time we got here, it was starting to rain, as forecast, and that kept on the rest of the day.  But the campground was only about a third full, and I saw only a couple of other dogs, so I only worried about deer.

Deer were actually a problem.  When we went out for our before-bed walk, it was dark of course so I couldn't see anything, but both the dogs sensed a deer as soon as we stepped outside and reacted like idiots as usual.  I could barely wrestle them back inside, and gave them a 5-minute settle-down period.  When we tried it again, the deer had gotten the message and left the area, thank goodness.  But I hate scares like that.  I really don't want to get dragged again, or get my arms half wrenched out as has happened not too long ago.


Sunday, December 29, 2019

Alabama - Day 20 - Montgomery

The Woods RV Park
Friday, 20 December 2019


today's route
Vet clinic/dog grooming
I dropped the dogs off for baths at the vet office early this morning.  Odd thing about that: the street is shown on the street signs as being named Robison Street, but the vet clinic is named Robinson Street Veterinary Clinic. 

Since the dogs were going to be at a vet clinic, and since Banfield seems to be keeping their records as secret as Pres. Trump's telephone transcripts, and since the dogs are out of both tick medicine and heartworm medicine - both of which require a prescription, I asked this clinic to take this opportunity to do the doctor exam or whatever they need to do to think it's okay to prescribe the meds. 

When I picked the dogs up early this afternoon, they were clean and happy, I had enough meds to take care of both of them for a year, and I was about $600 poorer.  But the clinic had let them out into a fenced yard with grass while they were waiting, instead of keeping them in a cage, which was a nice bonus.

Laundromat
I found a nice clean laundromat down the street a couple of miles, and it turned out to be an incredible racket.  The machines operated only with a card that had to be bought there; and the machines cost odd amounts - like $4.79 for a washer, and 8¢ for 6 minutes in a dryer.  The dryer was an especial ripoff because the machines didn't all work very well.  One I put my clothes in took about 2 minutes before it got hot, and then the last 2 minutes were for a cool-down, which meant my clothes got only 2 minutes of heat.  And I couldn't add any time to that first 6 minutes but had to wait for the cycle to run (including cool-down) before I could add money, so instead of 1 cool-down period at the end of a long period of heat, I had one every 6 minutes.  Plus the odd amounts of money required meant I couldn't use it enough times to come out to an even dollar amount.  When I'd finally gotten my clothes clean and dry, I still had 61¢ on the card, and I gave it to a young woman who said she came there regularly.  The woman who worked there was very pleasant and helpful, which was the only reasonable part of that experience.

Driving around Montgomery
I'm seeing a lot of pansies - it's that time of year, after all - but I found some purple pansies planted around a flower bed that also held some orange and yellow tulips, which I thought it was much too soon for.  But the purple/orange/yellow combo knocked my socks off.

I passed a museum for Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald.  Zelda grew up in Montgomery, the daughter of a prominent citizen; several streets and other locations are named for her.  Scott, Zelda and their daughter Scottie came here for a winter, although Scott took off for the West Coast for several months right after they moved in.  The museum is in the home they lived in while they were in town.

When I was driving by the Greyhound bus station, I saw a historical marker titled Civil Rights Freedom Riders and realized it must be commemorating the first Freedom Ride in 1961 where the KKK bombed the bus and beat the riders in Anniston; then on to Birmingham where again the KKK beat up the riders, targeting especially the white riders, who local hospitals refused to treat; and with Alabama National Guardsmen riding the bus for protection, on to Montgomery - but the Guard abandoned the bus at the county line and a white mob met the bus at the Montgomery bus station, beating them especially badly while the local police refused to intervene.  Interesting account at this link.   https://en.wikipedia.org/Freedom-Riders

I've been seeing signs all over the state advertising "Jeff Coleman 4 Congress" and, since the signs never mentioned which party he was in, I assumed he must be a Democrat in this strongly Republican state.  Turns out he's not.  Guess he just assumed folks would know he was Republican because, after all, he was running for statewide office here.

Here in Montgomery I've been seeing lots of signs for the Camellia Bowl, due to be played tomorrow.  I'd never heard of it and have now learned it's one of the multiple NCAA bowl games.

Troy University is located here.

Driving through various parts of town I was surprised to see that Montgomery doesn't go in much for sidewalks.

Alabama State University is a prominent feature in town, and the campus is just a few blocks from the state capitol.

Alabama State Capitol

Built in 1851, this is the 4th building to serve as AL's capitol.  It was here, ten years later, that Jefferson Davis took the oath of office as the first and only president of the Confederate States of America.

That clock over the portico on the front of the building is much more prominent in person than in this photo.  To me it seemed so huge I had trouble looking at any other part of the building.  The 3 clock faces (one on each side) are each 10' in diameter; the hands are 3' and 4' long.  Apparently others better versed in architecture than I am have also criticized this clock as being "architecturally inappropriate," per Wikipedia.  It was a gift to the state from the city of Montgomery.  Wonder what message they were trying to send to the legislature.

It's possible to drive right up to the front door, but it's not possible to stop, get out and take photos, so the one above is from the internet.  The capitol as I saw it had a big Christmas tree out front, just as it appears in this picture, except I remember lots of holiday decorations I don't see pictured.

Dexer Avenue King Memorial Baptist Church
This church is less than a block from the capitol, but I wasn't looking for it and was just turning the corner when suddenly, there it was on the corner.  MLK was the pastor here 1954-1960; many civil rights programs were designed in his office in the basement of the church, including the 1956 Montgomery Bus Boycott.



Civil Rights Memorial
This memorial is just around the corner from the church.  You may be able to tell that it was designed by Maya Lin, who designed the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, DC.  It was built by the Southern Poverty Law Center to commemorate 41 people who were killed during the civil rights struggle of the '50s and '60s.

detail of the memorial


The wall and the table both have water running over them continuously.  Although this is easily accessible to the public, when the public is driving an oversized vehicle it's hard to find a parking place.  Especially when the city has the opposite side of the street blocked off for parking purposes and a guard to shoo people away when they (me) try to stop.  So these photos are off the internet.

National Memorial for Peace and Justice
This memorial was opened just last year, and I'd heard about it during an NPR interview at the time of its dedication.  It commemorates those who were lynched in the US between 1870 and 1950 and is designed to feel like an area where people were hanged, so you gradually feel among the dead and tormented. 

It begins with a brief history of American race relations, starting from the first Africans who were brought to this continent as slaves.  It's trying to explain to visitors how on earth we got to such a place that wholesale or random killing of others could be accepted by a large part of the population.

The history:








That's the background and the state of the nation for the 90 years following the Civil War.

County monuments:
The Memorial presents the victims of lynchings by the county in which they died.  For examples:
Tulsa County, OK
Lamar County, TX



















McClennan County, TX
Williamson County, TX, on right -
both lynchings were as recently as the 1930s



Carroll County, MS, shows
 massacre of 23 at once in 1886
St. Clair County, IL, shows
massacre of 40 at once in 1917




Sabine County, TX, shows 9 of
these 10 were killed on the same day in 1908
Anderson County, TX, shows 15 of
the 22 were killed on the same day in 1910




















The atmosphere:
The county monuments are hanging along 4 avenues, and visitors walk along and through them on a floor that goes gradually lower into the ground, until the monuments are hanging high above our heads.

first level

2nd level


3rd level

4th level - water runs down the face of this wall



















to understand the depth, you can just make out
 a person at the end of this 3rd level

on 4th level: "Thousands of African Americans are unknown victims
of racial terror lynchings whose deaths cannot be documented,
many whose names will never be known.  They are all honored here."

at the bottom of the 3rd level
More monuments in the courtyard:
lynchings in OK not shown on county monuments
West Virginia lynchings




















And lest folks think these lynchings were confined to the South:

Indiana lynchings
Kansas lynchings




















Maryland lynchings
Missouri lynchings














Ohio lynchings

I noticed both these TX counties had
lynchings as late as the 1940s

this one showing David Gregory was lynched
in 1933 was unsettling -
that's the name of my brother and my cousin

Explanations:
The memorial explains why some of these lynchings happened:
   in 1933 an AL woman was lynched for reprimanding white children who threw rocks at her
   in 1937 a TX man was lynched for reporting a group of white men who attacked him
   in 1925 an AL man was lynched for refusing to run an errand for a white woman
   in 1926 a FL man was lynched for asking a white woman for a drink of water
   in 1918 a pregnant GA woman was lynched when she complained about the lynching of her husband
   in 1891 a TN man was lynched for being "intoxicated" 

And then there were the mobs:
   in 1917 in IL dozens of men, women and children were lynched in a massacre
   in 1922 in GA a 15-year-old was burned alive by a mob of 1,000
   in 1919 a MS man was lynched by a mob of several thousand
   in 1906 2 MO men were lynched by a mob of 5,000
   in 1901 in FL a 16-year-old was burned alive by a mob of thousands
   in 1919 a NB man was lynched by a mob of 15,000
   in 1921 dozens were lynched in the Tulsa, OK, massacre
   in 1922 a WV man was lynched by a mob of 1,000 
   in 1911 a PA man was burned alive by a mob of 1,000 men, women and children
   in 1893 in TX a 17-year-old was lynched by a mob of 10,000

Just as a sample of the random terror that was inflicted on the black population.   

I now understand more clearly the quote I found at one of the Selma March Interpretive Centers:
   "We been walkin' with dropped-down heads, with a scrunched up heart, a timid body in the bushes.  But we ain't scared any more."
Not much wonder why anyone would be scrunched up and timid, living with fear like that.

Additional memorials:
This memorial was intended to honor those who died in the first 90 years after the Civil War, but that doesn't mean the terror killings and lynchings stopped in 1950.  Across the street is a memorial to others who died in the '50s.












there's water running down the face of this monument
















The drive back
I picked up the dogs all clean and bouncy, and now with cleanish beds, and drove back to the campground.

This last memorial sickened me in a way none of the others had for some reason, and I think I've seen enough for now.

Growing up in a sheltered environment, mostly in segregated Waco, I had no idea what life was like for the black people I scarcely knew were there.  Which is why I was especially troubled by the monument (above) for McClennan County, where Waco is.  These various memorials and museums I've been visiting for the last few months have educated me bit by bit - a different focus at each one - so I now have a completely different perspective on life in the United States, both then and now.

I was lucky to have parents who taught me that people are just people, no matter what their skin color or religion or hair color or any other identifying feature.  They didn't themselves do anything to make society recognize that fact, but at least they didn't burden me with myths about one right church or one right people over others.  So my learning curve has at least been less painful and arduous than for others, but it's still been steep.

And I think I'll take a break for a while on the civil rights stuff. 

This hanging memorial, by the way, has copies of the county monuments that they hope will be taken to the various counties for use in location-specific memorials around the country.  If you're interested in making that happen in your county, the memorial folks will be glad to talk to you.