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The small towns that dotted the region became pockets of poverty, where unemployment soared and access to basic services remained scarce. The mechanization that had started the exodus only deepened the despair, leaving a trail of rusting equipment and abandoned homes. The people were on their own. Image: An image of the 1960s cotton pickers 15/25 7 comments
These rhythms followed the migrants north, weaving into the cultural fabric of industrial cities, a reminder of the Delta’s influence even as its population dwindled. By the mid-20th century, cotton, the crop that had once been the lifeblood of the global economy, became an afterthought. Oil had taken its place as the new king, and the world moved on. Image: In the late 90s the six row cotton picker 17/25 But in the Delta, the past lingered, heavy as the summer air. But in the Delta, the past lingered, heavy as the summer air. It was a region shaped by cotton and race, by migration and mechanization, by struggle and survival. Its people carried its story with them, whether they stayed in the fields or sought new lives in distant cities. Image: Black American cotton plantation workers, hired as day laborers, walking next to cotton field, Clarksdale, August 1940.. Wolcott, Marion Post. 18/25 The Delta, for all its decline, was still a crossroads. It was where the great contradictions of America played out—between wealth and poverty, freedom and oppression, innovation and exclusion. Image: Shine and Sam Carr. Dundee, Miss. 2001. 20/ 25 It was a place where the nation’s promises had been both made and broken, where the labor of Black Americans had built the foundation of a modern economy and reshaped the cultural and industrial fabric of the North. The cultural residue of the Delta, its intangible inheritance, lingered even as its fields emptied. Image: Wolcott, Marion Post. Some of the Negroes watching itinerant salesman selling goods from his truck in the center of town on Saturday afternoon, Belzoni, 1939. Oct. 21/25 The machines may have taken the work, the cotton may have faded into memory, but the Delta remains—its story etched into the soil, its music carried far far beyond its borders in the music and history of its people. Image: Wolcott, Marion Post, photographer. Saturday afternoon, Clarksdale, Mississippi Delta, Mississippi. Mississippi Clarksdale United States Mississippi Delta, 1939. Fall?. Photograph. https://www.loc.gov/item/2017755112/. 22/25 |
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And yet, the Delta refused to disappear. Its history seeped into the soil, carried in the music that emerged from the land’s heart. The blues—raw, haunting, defiant—rose from the experiences of those who had worked and suffered there. It was a music that echoed with the stories of broken dreams and enduring resilience.
Image: Son House, pictured in 1964, will be the focus of the Journey to the Son festival in Rochester, Dick Waterman
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