Black Church born fighting for freedom

Nothing bothers me more than a person who has never walked in the shoes of a group of people and then tries to proscribe the philosophy they should follow in order to succeed. To me a recent  letter from a frequent contributor from Saluda had nothing to do with success, but control. It was the same author who in late 2024 chastised Black Christians for showing their public support of the vice president in her unsuccessful bid for the presidency.

To prove his point, the author used the story of Leary Dickerson and his oyster-punching machine. Mr. Dickerson’s story reminds me of my father, who was born a few years later. Both grew up in like circumstances; my father lost his father at a very young age.

Through the grace of God, my father became a pharmacist. When he was licensed, he received the qualifier “Colored.” The qualifier was still there in spirit when I was licensed, for one of my white counterparts told me how he respected the fact that I joined my father while still being considered by most a Colored…