As we arrived in Marion and began to look for the address - there was this huge old plantation type house with giant columns, acres of manicured yards. I called the cell phone number I had been given only to find out that we should park in the back yard. As we entered this beautiful old house (a little dated carpet and furniture), a nicely dressed large black lady with long braided hair welcomed us to Judson. We were offered tea and fruit on a large dining table (would seat 20+ people). We introduced ourselves and told BJ we just wanted to help out in the black belt.
This began her story.