Sitting in the cafe on a gorgeous fall day…wishing more people had come in today. Oh well. I read in a column in the Republican by Leonard Pitts…the story began with a horror show and ended with a lesson in how things can change for the better.
He describes a neighborhood in Atlanta called East Lake Meadows. “Built of bricks and ringed with barbed wire and called ‘Little Vietnam’ because it was a war zone. “Do you know where you are?” a horrified cop once demanded of a lost driver with out of state plates….and a Carter administration official was once terrified during a visit, even with the Secret Service by his side.
It had it all…$4000 average yearly income, 75 percent drop-out rate, almost 60 percent of the people on welfare. And an open air drug market all around. Only 14 percent of the people had jobs.
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