For the first time in a while I’m going to keep to one photo. This time with serious reason.
One photo. One town. One place I never thought I’d see this close after all my years of living near it.
Let me be the first to say that I do NOT know the heart of the CURRENT Vidor resident, but I hope it is nothing like what I remember growing up around and hearing tale of as I came up living next door in Orange.
Here’s info on Vidor’s past (as I promised):
and for those wondering what a “Sundown Town” is:
To be able to take a picture by day of a place I have never been able to do more than drive through all my life was one of the crazier moments in life. Would I do it again by night?
I’ve done crazier things. 😉
My mother would be less than pleased if she knew I’d been to the city, but this is one of those things that a person has to go through on their own. Much like the first time I was ever called the N word, you just learn to walk on and muddle through life without much worry over things, people, or places you can’t change.
I only had a little bit of worry in the back of my mind as I went through the town (and this is no where NEAR the fear I held when I made a wrong turn that landed me in Jasper by nightfall near to 5 years ago), but crazier still to think that in 2011 that the fear should even be a thought at all.
For better or worse, it is a part of Texas and it IS a part of history that in its own way made the cause FOR integration even greater with whatever energy it mustered for the contrary.
The real question stands though: Why CAN’T we [all] live together?