In 1945, a sixteen-year-old girl in New Orleans sat in a classroom and listened to teachers describe Black people as inferior, ignorant, and dangerous. She knew it was a lie. And she decided, then and there, that she would spend her life proving it.
That girl was Gwendolyn Midlo Hall.
By the time she was seventeen, she had already helped organize the New Orleans Youth Council — a bold, interracial group fighting for African American voter registration in the heart of the segregated South. She marched, she organized, she was arrested. She did not stop.
But her most extraordinary act of defiance came decades later — not in the streets, but in a courthouse.
While conducting research in Louisiana in the 1980s, Hall opened an old ledger written by 18th-century notaries. Inside were names. Hundreds of them. Names of enslaved Africans — their origins, their skills, their families, their rebellions. Details that English colonists almost never recorded. Details the world had assumed were lost forever.
Hall was astounded.
She spent years traveling between archives in Louisiana, France, and Spain, piecing together fragments of stolen lives. With the help of five dedicated assistants, she built something the world had never seen: the Louisiana Slave Database — a searchable record of over 107,000 enslaved individuals, documenting their names, ethnicities, occupations, family relationships, and places of origin.
What she found also shattered a long-held assumption in academic circles. Scholars had believed colonial Louisiana was shaped primarily by Haiti and the French Caribbean. Hall's database revealed the truth: most enslaved Africans brought to Louisiana came from Senegal and Gambia — a finding that forever changed how historians understand the roots of Creole culture.
But perhaps the most profound impact of her work is the most personal.
Families — for generations separated from their history by the deliberate erasure of slavery — could now search a database and find an ancestor. A name. A face in the darkness of history, finally brought to light.
Gwendolyn Midlo Hall passed away on August 29, 2022, at the age of 93. She is remembered at Whitney Plantation in Louisiana, where two long walls bear the names of every person she found — 107,000 lives, no longer forgotten.
She gave them back their names. And in doing so, she gave us all a more honest history.
@Leslieks It really p***** me off how he’s destroying the White House and its surrounding grounds. Just ruining it. And he doesn’t act like someone who is going to leave in 3 years.
Detroit reporter Victor Williams was out covering free skateboarding lessons at Chandler Skatepark when he unexpectedly jumped on a board and kept delivering his live report while cruising through the park. The anchors in the studio and viewers at home were completely caught off guard by his smooth moves, turning a simple community story into a legendary viral TV moment.
DEAR MR. TRUMP,
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@TheMickyDolenz1 Oh my gosh! Look at you!!! I’m old enough to remember The Monkees but this is amazing! You haven’t changed a bit. Thank you so much for sharing this and for all the great music.
My Message to Republican Lawmakers
You built this.
Not the voters.
Not the media.
YOU.
You saw the instability. You saw the narcissism. You saw the appetite for chaos. And...instead of containing it, you harnessed it. You fed it. You rode it. You told yourselves you could control it.
You created a political Frankenstein...and...now you’re shocked that the monster doesn’t take orders.
For a decade, you have watched as he scorched institutions...smeared allies...embraced authoritarians... and turned the presidency...into a grievance machine with nuclear codes.
You knew better. Many of you said so privately. Yet publicly? Silence. Applause. Fundraising emails.
You traded constitutional principle for short-term power. You surrendered oversight for party unity. You let fear of primaries outweigh fear for the republic.
And now?
Now you watch death overseas...instability abroad... corrosion at home...and...you still hesitate. You still calculate. You still ask what the base will tolerate.
Leadership...is not about surviving the next news cycle. It is about protecting the system...when it is inconvenient to do so.
You cannot claim surprise. You cannot claim helplessness. You had votes. You had hearings. You had leverage. You had moments...countless moments...to draw a line.
Instead...you normalized what should have disqualified.
History will not remember your press releases. It will remember whether you defended the guardrails or dismantled them.
YOU built this.
The question...now...is whether you finally dare to contain it...or...whether you will stand there again...hands clasped...pretending the fire wasn’t lit by you in the first place.
Clearly, I jest.
You’re all cowards.
You’re all gutless punks.
You are walking, talking examples of a corrupt political system...one that protects itself...and only itself.
@cwharris773 I got to shake his hand. He was part of the Lincoln Mercury exhibit at the Detroit Auto Show 1970? I think, along with Al Kaline and Byron Nelson. I was staring at him because I knew then he was a legend. He winked at me. Later we shook hands.
@HenryBurris I love the CFL and that was before I learned about Mr. Chuck Ealy. NFL’s loss was the CFL’s gain. Thank you for bringing this story to light. Happy Black History Month!
Billy Strange and I started a publishing company in the late ‘60s called B-n-B Music, which stood for Boots and Billy Music. Billy introduced me to a songwriter whom he had been collaborating with named Mac Davis. Billy thought he was exceptionally talented and that we should sign him. While Mac was with us at B-n-B, I did everything I could to support him, including—recording his material, putting him in my stage show, and placing some of his songs with artists like Elvis and Kenny Rogers.
When his singing career took off and he signed with Columbia Records, the label wanted the publishing rights to the songs we had published. Mac asked to be released from his contract, and we agreed, because refusing would have hurt his career. Letting him go was the right thing to do for him, but B-n-B never really recovered.
To hear more about my time with Mac, watch Hunter Lea’s short film The Story of Nancy, premiering on my YouTube channel this Sunday, November 30, at 5pm PST / 8pm EST. Click the link in my below to turn on notifications so you don’t miss this and other exciting uploads.
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