In 1965, at the governor's mansion in Jackson, #Mississippi , a white policeman rips an #Americanflag away from a young black boy, having already confiscated his ‘No More Police Brutality’ sign.
Anthony Quinn, aged 5, His mother, Mrs. Ailene Quinn and her other children were trying to see Governor Paul Johnson; they wanted to protest aganist the election of five Congressmen from districts where blacks were not allowed to vote. Refused admittance, they sat on the steps. The policeman struggling with Anthony is Mississippi Highway Patrolman Hughie Kohler. As Kohler attempted to confiscate the flag, Mrs. Quinn said: ‘Anthony, don’t let that man take your flag.’ Kohler went berserk, yanking Anthony off his feet.
In #theSouth during the #civilrights movement, the American flag was a potent symbol of support for racial integration (and support for federal law). #Southerners who believed in racial segregation displayed #Confederate flags instead. People were pulled from their cars by policemen and beaten simply for displaying an American flag on their license plates. So the simple act of a small child carrying an American flag represented defiance of Mississippi law and custom.
Anthony and his #mother were arrested and hauled off to jail, which was a cattle stockade at the county fairground, since the city jails were already full of protesters. The Quinn protest was organized by COFO (Council of Federated Organizations), an umbrella organization responsible for most civil rights activities in the state. Today Anthony lives in Florida. I believe he is a lawyer. His mother died recently, and when Patrolman Kohler died a number of years ago, his obituary in the Jackson Daily News referred to this photograph and mentioned how Kohler regretted that moment ‘for the rest of his life’.” #InstaRepost from:
I was too busy prepping for my presentation to go down and grab free Bellinis and beignets for attendees. My wife, who was not part of the conference, was all, "Like hell I'm letting that perk go to waste." Apparently the trick is just walking past the ID checkers like you own the joint.
No sé qué estarías haciéndo el día que nací, lo que sí sé es que desde el día que tengo uso de razón has estado a mi lado protegiéndome y dándome tu bendición. Siempre me dices que soy la hija que soñabas tener; ahora es mi turno de decirte que nunca tuve chance de soñar e idealizar al padre perfecto que guiara mis pasos, porque siempre lo tuve en casa. Te amo mucho, papito lindo, y amo todas y cada una de las cosas que, desafiando la genética, he heredado de ti.
Definitivamente si existieran más padres amorosos y entregados asi como tú el mundo sería un lugar mejor, porque eres el tipo de padre que todo niño debería tener. ¡Qué fortuna la mía! , ¡Qué buen ojo el de mi mamá! Ahh, por cierto, FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS PAPÁ, te amo hasta el sueeeeeelo 😋❤👓
Planting time here in south Mississippi and we were fortunate to get all our plots done this past weekend. If you are looking for that perfect mix for this fall check out Buckbusters fall mix. You can pick it up at Hub City West in Oak Grove. 1 bag plants an acre which is great for the price. @buckbusters_seedcompany #realsouthway#mississippi#plantingtime#hubcitywestfarmandgarden
This face right here is so delicious that I really have to refrain from eating him up! He is just the right size to squeeze and it results in the sincerest belly giggles you've ever heard ❤️ #odinb#thebaby#mississippi