When we first moved here my husband told me that back in the day his band used to play in a union hall on 6th and W Streets, which is now this church.
I am so glad I did. The feeling inside the fence was the polar opposite of the vibe outside the fence. I could not have been more welcomed. Even though they were busy with their fundraiser,
the pastor's daughter-in-law and others took them time to show me inside their church.
When I said I was curious about what was behind the curtains, they opened them for me.
After we discussed their beliefs I confessed my feelings about the fence. After I heard about the crimes and violence the pastor and her family had witnessed on their corner in the past I understood the reason for the compound look.
Southside Park has come a long way since "back in the day." I hope they can someday feel safe enough to not be so fenced in. Corny as it sounds, our neighborhood association is working hard to make Southside Park a little holy land, as it were, where all are welcome and safe.