Ode to the Fifth

ODE TO THE FIFTH “The Fifth Ward never let me down all summer long,” writes James M. Harrison, saying goodbye to the neighborhood at the end of his internship at Covenant Community Capital Corp.: “You can talk about drug dealers and violent people all you like– but Fifth Ward would not be what it is without J-Boy Hollins, who owns the corner of Bringhurst and Market every day after 5 PM. Under the shade of some old trees, J-Boy sits back in his trademark overalls, and takes in the end of the afternoon in an old, beat-up office chair. You’re welcome to join him for some friendly conversation, but Mr. J-Boy won’t let you leave until you’ve cracked at least two beers and shared several laughs. He’ll talk with you about anything from the Bible to his boyhood in Mississippi with an outhouse in the backyard. And as long as you don’t disrespect nobody, you’re welcome to stay as long as you like.” [Neighborhood //#5]

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