Mississippi Soul - Abandoned, Part 3

After 5 months of intense 24/7 time with the 5 other members of my family - due to COVID Pandemic restrictions - I was in need of some alone time. As I drove in solace through the vast, fertile land that is the Mississippi Delta, listening to Alannah Myles ‘Black Velvet’ – ‘with that slow Southern style’, I felt a magnetism to a place that I had heard about my whole life - but really knew little about. Much like the Bermuda Triangle, I wondered, once here, would I ever leave - not physically, but my soul? As I neared the Delta town of Greenwood, I was expecting what Charley Pride sings about in his song ‘Mississippi Cotton Picking Delta Town’ - ‘one dusty street, you walk up and down, and nothing much to see but a starving town’; but instead, I just felt an overwhelming sense of suction – like I was being drawn into a new world. But rather than aliens and strange lands, this world was embellished with God, love, fertility, music, creativity, and a dark past. Its mysteries drew me into its web and captured me. An alluvial, gold bearing, triangular land - what secrets would I discover on my 2 day escape from reality?