As a Southerner, I have to grapple with my forebears' tainted legacy. As a believer, I have to do the same.
Tish Harrison Warren
I am a seventh-generation Texan who has ancestors from all over the South. When I think of the South, I see my grandmother's hands, gnarled with arthritis—hands that picked and shelled native pecans and mastered a rolling pin. I imagine my great-grandfather's dusty feet as he walked from Arkansas... continue reading >>