Rocky Mount, NC: You Fix Neighborhoods By Making Them Safe:

Stand on one of the streets in Wards 1–4. There is no crime happening before your eyes, no sirens or flashing lights. But its presence is everywhere, in the silence, in the shuttered homes, in the caution that has settled into the air. Crime is not visible in the moment, but it lingers in what … Continue reading Rocky Mount, NC: You Fix Neighborhoods By Making Them Safe:

A ‘Raggedy Ass’ Friday In Rocky Mount, NC

Friday afternoon, August 8 in Rocky Mount. I was downtown to photograph the building at 112 NW Main Street. In the stretch of street where I stood, I counted six cars. Six. The building I came to photograph, and the ones reflected in the glass across the tracks, looked like a patchwork quilt stitched by … Continue reading A ‘Raggedy Ass’ Friday In Rocky Mount, NC

When Real Life Reads Like a Southern Novel

Some days, it feels like we’re living inside a Southern novel. Not the kind with porch swings and sweet tea, but the darker kind, where power and corruption hides in plain sight, and self-preservation outweighs public service. The longer I write about Rocky Mount, the clearer it becomes. We are not just observers in this … Continue reading When Real Life Reads Like a Southern Novel

Mind How You Go: A Gentle Way Forward In Rocky Mount, NC

Years ago, I spent time with a fabulous woman who was a therapist, a nun living away from her order. I was there for hand-holding over some adult children issues. One of the things I learned was, you no longer tell a grown-up son or daughter, but ask. Example: Not: "I want you to open … Continue reading Mind How You Go: A Gentle Way Forward In Rocky Mount, NC