Three Women, Three African Americans

Attend Three Appalachian Stories on
April 5th, 2018, 3:00 pm
Phelps-Stokes Auditorium
In a roundtable conversation, Dr. Alicestyne Turley, Director of the Carter G. Woodson Center for Interracial Education; Monica Jones, Director of the Black Cultural Center; and Crystal Wilkinson, the Appalachian Writer in Residence at Berea College, share their life paths and reflect on what being Appalachian means to them. Co-sponsored with LJAC. Appalachian Lecture.
If you were intrigued by their conversation, check out their books on display in front of the Circulation Desk!
Water Street by Crystal E Wilkinson
Call Number: W686w (Fiction - 3rd Floor between 822-823)
Water Street examines the secret lives of neighbors and friends who live on Water Street in small town in Kentucky.
Call Number: Call Number W686bi 2016 c. 2 (Fiction - 3rd Floor between 822-823)
A lyrical exploration of love and loss, The Birds of Opulence centers on several generations of women in a bucolic southern black township as they live with and sometimes surrender to madness. The Goode-Brown family, led by matriarch and pillar of the community Minnie Mae, is plagued by old secrets and embarrassment over mental illness and illegitimacy. Meanwhile, single mother Francine Clark is haunted by her dead, lightning-struck husband and forced to fight against both the moral judgment of the community and her own rebellious daughter, Mona. The residents of Opulence struggle with vexing relationships to the land, to one another, and to their own sexuality. As the members of the youngest generation watch their mothers and grandmothers pass away, they live with the fear of going mad themselves and must fight to survive.
Call Number: Call Number W686bL 2000 (Fiction - 3rd Floor between 822-823)
Being country is as much a part of me as my full lips, wide hips, dreadlocks and high cheek bones. There are many Black country folks who have lived and are living in small towns, up hollers and across knobs. They are all over the South--scattered like milk thistle seeds in the wind.
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