SLEEPY SEGREGATION

Inglewood is a sleepy remnant of segregation, hanging around on the outskirts of Bridgetown. They had their own church and school, kept separate from the white folks in town, just over the hill and out of sight. Most of the residents who recall those times are gone, and you don't hear much about way back when. One fellow tells of how a boy was dragged from the Bridgetown theater for sitting in the white section, recent as the 1950s. Even now, Inglewood is a... forsaken little place, with rundown homes and a road in bad need of repair. The community is nearly as neglected as always, a mentality carried down through the decades. This shack is worse for wear than her neighbors, but there's a good bit of competition for crumbling. Some homes have been pulled back from the brink, but several sit vacant, one burned down last year, and one was torn to the ground. The bits of black history are fading piece by piece, getting harder to remember all the time.