This short recollection is written as a nightmare pandemic speeds round and round the globe (with some of the hardest hit cities and reeling nation-states encountering a second tsunami of death and communicable infection). Under the looming shadow of the virus, like panicked and cowering quarry, we are driven to seek safe harbor and flee from strangers and neighbors alike, not knowing when we and those we love will fall victim to the novel pathogen. Even without knowing the full horrors that await us, I can’t help but couple our season of exponential misery with the terrible pageant of epochal violence and horror so indelibly documented in Montgomery, Alabama.

Some enduring trials are so pernicious and all-encompassing that they never cease to haunt us. Here, in Montgomery, among a large number of memory cairns and history caches in the heart of the Heart of Dixie, The Legacy Museum and its...

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