I had a chance to visit the Whitney Plantation museum in Edgard, Louisiana on Sunday, the first in the United States to focus exclusively on slavery. The visit was an emotional 180 after celebrating a very different kind of history the day before – my 30th High School Reunion.
Almost every one of my former classmates mentioned my Duran Duran obsession and there was such a comfort in that – it’s good to be known. The Whitney was similarly affirming, acknowledging the work (and tragedies) of the enslaved people, largely unrecognized for two centuries.
Saturday was pure joy. Sunday was mixed with heartbreak for the enslaved people and what they suffered on that plantation, but also gratitude for a memorial that honors them and their contributions. After such a social Saturday and a spiritual Sunday, “the snow in my snow globe is still settling,” as my friend would say. I’m not quite ready to articulate how I felt, but I can show you what I saw. Here are some scenes from the Whitney Plantation visit: