When the Dust Settles

When the Dust Settles

South Carolina, more specifically Charleston, has suffered trauma in the last month or so. The Mother Emanuel Nine succumbed to an animal that distorted his limited knowledge of history and used it for evil. Since that incident, there has been forgiveness from the...
It’s Not Always a Dwelling

It’s Not Always a Dwelling

Not every overnight stay fits the mold of the original intent of the Slave Dwelling Project. That intent was to bring much needed attention to extant slave dwellings and to that end, the project has been quite successful. There are some buildings that are clearly not...
The Power of Place

The Power of Place

Five years into the Slave Dwelling Project and I am still trying to find extant slave dwellings throughout the United States, but sometimes the stewards of these sites find me. This was definitely the case for Effingham Manor in Aden, Virginia. So I get this call from...
Good Versus Evil and Honoring Nine Lives

Good Versus Evil and Honoring Nine Lives

On Wednesday, June 17, 2015 an animal entered a historical edifice, Mother Emanuel African American Episcopal Church, and snuffed out the lives of nine of its law abiding and God fearing members who allowed him to worship with them. I refuse to give this animal a name...

Hofwyl – Broadfield Plantation

Sometimes it takes overnight sleepovers in slave dwellings a long time to materialize. The sleepover at Hofwyl – Broadfield Plantation State Historic Site fits that category. In April of 2014, Patt Gunn who was a board member of the Slave Dwelling Project; James...
The Slave Dwelling Project Conference

The Slave Dwelling Project Conference

“A History Denied – Preserving Tangible Evidences of Slave Dwellings” The Slave Dwelling Project was developed out of my desire to bring much needed attention to extant structures that once housed enslaved African Americans. I began sleeping in extant slave dwellings...
The Show Must Go On

The Show Must Go On

As the Slave Dwelling Project continues to evolve, my physical presence to sleep in extant slave dwellings is in high demand. Family and job obligations makes accepting every invitation impossible. Despite those obligations, the show must go on. Pinch hitting for the...