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Fading Photographs
Ronda Rich
One of my most memorable, enjoyable weekends occurred at least 10 years ago in the sleepy, time-frozen town of Selmer in west Tennessee. It is not a criticism that I call it “time-frozen.” It is in admiration. Much of the town and the undisturbed lay of the land harkens back to the 1960s when one of the South’s most iconic characters, Sheriff Buford Pusser, ruled with towering courage and a baseball bat. Selmer, which is situated in the flat geography of Tennessee (this is why there are three stars on the Tennessee flag to illustrate that the state has three distinctly different sections: East, Middle and West), is just a few miles from the Mississippi state line and the town of Corinth.