An excerpt from a letter from an uncle to his nephew James Baldwin: Letter to my Nephew on the One Hundredth Anniversary of Emancipation,”
“… For this is your home, my friend, do not be driven from it; great men have done great things here, and will again, and we can
MAKE AMERICA WHAT AMERICA MUST BECOME
It will be hard, James, but you come from sturdy stock, peasant stock, men who picked cotton and dammed rivers and built railroads, and, in the teeth of the most terrifying odds, achieved an unassailable and monumental dignity.
You come from a long line of poets, some of the greatest poets since Homer. One of them said
“The very time I thought I was lost, My dungeon shook and my chains fell off.” (Richard Allen 1700s)
You know and I know that the country is celebrating one hundred years of freedom one hundred years too early. We cannot be free until they are free. God bless you, James, and Godspeed.