Along Confederate Tracks

Where do people find the audacity to celebrate in the face of violence?

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By Wayne David Hubbard Jr

On my commute to work through rural Virginia, I drive between verdant valley on a two-lane road. I cross an intersection where the railroad tracks, a winery, and a babbling brook meet.




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