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Christian Cross of St. Andrew

On Friday August 17, 2007, I would pick up the Christian Cross of St.Andrew and station myself on the overpass at the junction of Interstate 240 West / Interstate 40 West / and Interstate 26 West to Spartanburg , South Carolina. My continued thought on this day as I waved and listened to the continuous honking of the cars, bus, trucks and even Police , State Troopers and Emergency vehicles flashing of their lights and sirens as they passed by ; how could anyone in their right mind not understand that there is a love in this Southland for our flag ? Just as I was in contemplation over this matter, a bright red SUV would pull up with Missouri license plate tags on it. The driver, a middle aged Black man would roll down his windows and ask if I would mind taking a picture with his family. Woody, he asked me to call him, although his name was James, said to me that he had gone three exists down , and the conversation that he was having with his family compelled him to turn around and come back to where I was. His children it seems could not understand why a Black man would be standing over a bridge in the South waving a Confederate Flag. The irony was that Woody had been told by his grandmother that her very own grandpa had been a Confederate soldier, and he had never seen fit to tell his children this fact until this very day. He went on to say that there had been a great sense of pride when she talked of it , but that he had been educated in the Missouri public schools just as his children are being taught, and that there was never any mention of the Black mans role in the War Between the States, other than that Abraham Lincoln had come South to free the slaves, and that the Emancipation Proclamation was a testimony of that fact, end of story. He said that he had wanted to speak of this in class, but that the tone of the teachers conversation gave him a sense of shame ,and that he just let it go ; but not today !

Woody's youngest baby girl would ask me why did White people hate Black people so much in the South if we fought by their side as I and her dad now proclaimed. I told her that Sam Cullom, a Black man served loyally in the 8th Tennessee Infantry, not because he was forced to, but because of the love that existed between him and the White man he called Master , was family and friend , and that his homeland had been invaded , and furthermore that all of the men around him who looked like him expressed as much pride in their duty as any White man to fight for their homeland, the Southland of America, and knew that if they performed their duty in whatever capacity , this man would do right by them, they had his word ; furthermore the hate that she asked me about did not really surface until after the War, during the period of so called Reconstruction , and compounded with the complicity of a dejure government that established the public school system and the so called Freedman's Bureau , began a modus operandi to divide and separate not only the African from his place of honor amongst his Southern White family , but also forced young White children to remember their ancestors with shame. The consequence of these actions I told this family is that today , the Southern Black man has been stripped of the honor earned by his ancestors under the flag that I bore, and that further , hostile courts acting on political and social pressure from those who hate all things Southern, support by their rulings, the false assumption that it is the will of the majority of Southern Black folks who have had no forum in these matters, other than the poverty pimps who have sold out to Northern interest in the South , who claim to represent the total will of the Black populous. I hug them all , and told them to check out the history of Missouri, and that they would surely find men and women just like their grandpa who had served loyally and willingly the Southland of America.