Blood Done Sign My Name (2009)
Blood Done Sign My Name
“But when I was no more than six years old, I discovered within myself both that monstrous lie and the moral cowardice necessary to its preservation. Though only a first grader, I was forced to confront what James Baldwin called “the realization that a civilization is not destroyed by wicked people; it is not necessary that people be wicked, but only that they be spineless.” I wished then and I wish now that this was not the truth, and that I had no part in it, but it is and I did.At that time, ...we were living in Sanford, North Carolina, a little town where my father served as minister of Jonesboro Heights Methodist Church. My mother had stopped teaching when I was born, but she had taken up her chalkboards and construction paper again as soon as I started kindergarten. Mama had hired a black woman, Mrs. Fanny Mae McIver, to keep house and tend to my brother and me. “She got her right out of the cotton field,” Sarah Godfrey, our neighbor and friend, told me later. “That was Fanny Mae’s first job working indoors, working in white people’s houses.MoreLess
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