It is now May of 2018...I added these pictures back in 2014 while in the midst of a tornado warning in Tupelo, MS. Sirens wailing, sheets of rain slashing the windows, and as I nervously waited it out, my then-dissertation supervisor calls to tell me he's leaving my institution - leaving me high and dry. This threw me for a loop, as you might imagine, and I stopped blogging the trip. Clarksdale was weird and wonderful, finally found some delicious hot tamales, got weirded out by how different Elvis's birthplace was since I first visited 16 years earlier...headed home to figure shit out. Stopped studying music, stopped studying museums, I'm two chapters into my dissertation on the Puerto Rican Independence Movement - 1940s New York City. Maybe someday I'll post the rest of the pictures and write down my memories of this trip. But not soon...got others to do!
