|Gordon A. Parks, Sr|
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|Original Works by Gordon Parks, found on the back of the stone.|
This small town into which I was born, has, for me, grown into the largest, and most important city in the universe.
Fort Scott is not as tall, or heralded as New York, Paris or London or other places my feet have roamed, but it is home.
Surely, I remember the harsh days, the sordid bigotry and segregated schools- and indeed the graveyard for Black people, (where my beloved mother and father still rest beneath Kansas earth).
But recently, the bitterness, that hung around for so many years seems to have asked for silence, for escape from the weariness of those ugly days past.
Thankfully, hatred is suddenly remaining quiet, keeping its mouth shut! And I am thankful for the contentment we lost along the way.
My hope now is that each of us can find what GOD put us here to find- LOVE! Let us have no more truck with the devil!
Gordon Parks UN Plaza, New York, NY. October 2, 2001