Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Pearlington, Mississippi

Above, what's left of the Pearlington Post Office

My mom's Eden, the little trailer I used my life's savings to buy her, is in Pearlington. This AP article gets it right:
"Pearlington's homes are heaps of debris, shoved far from their foundations. Trees, nail-studded boards and utility lines litter the roads. The mud has long since turned to dust, but it's deep and ready to revert to its former state with the first good rain.

And people - maybe 600 of the town's 1,700 souls - are still living in tents and under tarps.

Folks here say Pearlington is an old and generally overlooked town, a place where blacks live in one section and whites in another. It's a place without a mayor or a town government - in other words, without an advocate. Read more...

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