Above: The road to Wadmalaw Island. Hwy 171 to 700
A strong oak. Spanish Moss. Bear Bluffs Fish Hatchery on Wadmalaw Island.
Me– taking in the psychic resonances of my Gullah ancestors.
Map at Bears Bluff Fish Hatchery.
It was an amazing experience to be there. To be where, historically, my ancestors worked enslaved on rice plantations. Where my ancestors persevered against all odds, in a world very hostile to their existence.
I felt all at once pride but also sorrow for what they had to endure. I reminded myself of the importance of the work of recovery in studies of slavery in the United States.