Making Sense of Mississippi

O.N. Pruitt was the “picture man” where journalist Berkley Hudson grew up. Pruitt’s photographs helped Hudson understand the state he ran away from — and the state that drew him back.

To Reckon With Robert E. Lee

As he drove back home, the Confederate monument on Stone Mountain loomed above him and forced him to reckon anew with the myths surrounding the Confederate general.

That Time Strom Thurmond Almost Ruined My Family Day

Trips to Spartanburg’s landmark Beacon Drive-In were a beloved ritual. But in election years, the wrong politician’s face on a cup of sweet tea could ruin the whole day.

Three Poems by KB Ballentine

The Tennessee poet offers us verses about light and dark, smoke and mist, and riptides and droplets.

Stare History in the Face

If you come home to Atlanta, you have to look hard at that big old rock mountain.

A Beautiful Voice for Appalachia

You might never have heard of the poet Annie Woodford. She’s singing the truths of mountain folks in a gorgeous voice that never flinches. It’s time you listen up.

One American Life

On the other side of the world, James Seawel met a fellow American, Benjamin Adams, who told him stories of the Civil Rights Movement. Adams would never call himself a hero, but Seawel knows he was one.

Testimony in Tallahassee

The Word of South Festival, a unique jubilee of the best in Southern writing and music, returns to Tallahassee in April. Once again, Salvation South will host a stage that embodies our cultural mission.

Gotta Listen, Gotta Hear

Listening, truly and deeply, enriches your life. And we’ve got some voices worth hearing for you this week.

Where There’s Smoke…

At two venerable Alabama barbecue institutions — Archibald’s in Northport and Lannie’s in Selma — the seasoning isn’t in the rub. It’s in the wood.

Taste It, Smell It, Hear It!

This week, Salvation South gets you ready to eat killer barbecue and celebrate Carnival Time.

A Carnival Verse About Pralines*

*With a stanza on pronunciations. **And a recipe!

Do You Know What It Means?

If you can’t be in New Orleans for Carnival, Delfeayo Marsalis and the Uptown Jazz Orchestra’s latest has enough mighty cootie fiyo to get your own parade jumping.