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The 1970's had some edgy weekly series. "All In The Family" was one of my Dad's favorite. He and my mother identified with Archie and Edith. All the changes in society with the women's movement, black power and the many other social issues were changing their world. The effects if the Vietnam war, the protests and eventually Watergate had turned their world inside out.
My dad told of the times he remembered in the early 1920's. The two political parties in Texas were the Ku Klux Klan and the Anti Ku Klux Klan. Wow, that blew my mind. A little online research shows that the Dallas, Ft. Worth area was one of the hotbeds of Klan activity. That fact brings even more credence to Daddy's story about Tennessee, the black hired hand that worked with Paw Paw Rogers.
Tennessee, or Tenny as Daddy called him, lived in a room in a separate building from the "main house". (That is even hard for me to write.) I need you to know that Paw Paw, my dad, Aunt Sissy and Great Aunt Lillis lived in a house that was not much more than a barn itself. If you read John Grisham's A Painted House you get the general idea of farm life in Texas and the South. Paw Paw rented the house and farm land so he was not even as high up as the folks in Grisham's novel. But I digress. The scene is set for the story.
Paw Paw is horrified by the effect of his practical joke and rushes to revive Tenny. All he can do is apologize repeatedly to Tennessee. It never occurred to the white man the impact on the black man seeing what he thought was a Klansman at his door. Tenny forgave him but was ashen for a long time.
The 50 years between the days of the Klan dominance in Texas politics and "All In The Family" had seen changes. No more whites only water fountain in Woolworth's or the court house public restrooms. So when the spin off of "All In The Family" with "The Jefferson's", the sitcom's theme song has more meaning, "Moving On Up". I am certain my climb this morning was nothing compared to the courage, guts and grit of living life in 1920's Texas for a hired hand named Tennessee.
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