This is my very last minute "maybe I should do something" entry. Since I really only knit and do photography, I was a little limited (especially due to my lateness).
I grew up in a small town in Northeast Alabama named Scottsboro. Most people have never heard of it, but if they have, it is for one of three reasons: the Scottsboro Boys case, Unclaimed Baggage, or the snake handling crazy church (which was actually not "technically" in Scottsboro). If you want to know the history of Scottsboro, feel free to look it up on Wikipedia; it has a lot of great information thanks to the local historians.
My photo collage represents some of the things that I associate with my hometown:
-- the house which my great grandfather built after the original house burned
-- the street named after my family
-- my great grandmother and a friend relaxing under a tree (it is HOT in AL!)
-- the B.B. Comer bridge spanning the junction of the Tennessee River and Guntersville Lake
-- the Courthouse
-- trains (the major reason Scottsboro was established)
-- my dad as a small child on a John Deere toy
-- the Scottsboro Boys
Obviously, my family in Scottsboro is important to me; I love hearing stories, especially from my grandmother, about the "old days."
You may wonder why I would include the Scottsboro Boys. It was a terrible incident where race was used to wrongly convict innocent people. As a forensic scientist, I strive to find the truth
in a case. There can be no bias or prejudice against the accused. When I lived in Sboro, it didn't really mean anything to me, but it now serves as a reminder to why I became a forensic scientist.
Enough talk...on to the collage (remember, it was LAST MINUTE!
Oh yeah...I tried
to make the "dot" for the city into a suitcase....didn't really work, did it?
The outlined county is Jackson County.