An Open Letter & Open Report – Enka High School / Hominy Elementary
February 21, 2020
Special Black History Month Series – Enka High School / Hominy Elementary
Dear Ms. Lunelle,
On the morning of February 19, 2020, don in the uniform of the Southern soldier, around 6:45 AM I would post the Southern Cross and my Black History Poster Board in the public easement adjacent to the entrance of Hominy Valley Elementary, and directly across from the entrance of Enka High School in Enka, North Carolina.
After about an hour of exchanging waves, and listening to so many accolades passed my way from the throng of cars entering both schools, the first to come to where I stood was a Buncombe County Deputy Sheriff of whom I would bypass his outstretched hand and gave him a Phi Beta Kappa hug instead. He would tell me that I was fine where I was as long as I did not impede the traffic, and to have a blessed day.
Another hour would pass, and cars entering both schools began to decrease dramatically as well as the cars passing on the road. I decided that it was a good time to leave. As I began to make my way back up the hill to where my car was parked, I could hear a number of voices crying out, “Sir, please wait. Don’t leave yet!”
All I could see was a group of kids running from the entrance of the school. I thought to myself, “Oh my God. These babies are going to get into trouble.” It turned out that they were accompanied by their history teacher, the Honorable Keith Alexander, who asked if I would tell his students why I was there on this morning. #1, I began, is because it is Black History Month, and I wanted to highlight the role of the Southern African before, during and after the War for Southern Independence, and his contributions to the South in its war efforts against an illegal invading force from the North.
And for the next forty minutes, I rolled down the highway of history from the Honorable General Robert E. Lee, General Thomas (Stonewall) Jackson, General John Hunt Morgan, General Kirby Smith, General Nathan Bedford Forrest, General Patrick R. Cleburne, and the accomplishments of valor that those Africans earned under their command, and later after the war.
And, I did not forget the families of these Black warriors, and the role they played in support of the Southern war effort. Pictures all around, and my babies and their wonderful teacher would bid me a blessed day.
Once again I readied to leave, only to hear another cry from more babies running towards me: “Please don’t leave yet, Mr. HK!” Another wonderful teacher whose name now escapes me would say, “Mr. Edgerton, I am a history teacher as well, and while we are now studying the American Revolution (the first secession), I too did not want to miss the opportunity for my students to talk to a man of your stature, ‘a real hero to the people of the South,’ who has come to our school during Black History Month.”
I told these babies that just like those from the North who had a deep hate for the South and its people who fought so very hard to maintain the Republic established between them in a compact, and the rule of law of the Constitution, had come once again to our homeland with an increased vigor that had been dealt a serious helping hand by the actions of a deranged Dylan Roof, who killed nine innocent parishioners in a church deeded to them by the Christian white folks in the City of Charleston.
And, with the aid of a Governor who, though born in Bamberg, South Carolina, had no real ties historically to the South because her parents were Indian born, with the aid of the media and a photoshopped picture of the Southern Cross and a pistol in his hand, she sold the South out and gave the Northern press, poverty pimps and organizations like the NAACP and Southern Poverty Law Center all they needed to light the fires of Southern social and cultural genocide, which has no parallel when it comes to pitting Southern blacks against Southern whites, the likes unseen since the days of so called Reconstruction.
Many false narratives now surface from these folks about the depiction of slavery in the South while omitting the fact that the whole civilized world was complicit, and that those Africans who found themselves in the Southland of America were forever the luckiest Africans of all as they continued, however slowly, because of the outcome of the War to march the path of social and economic vertical mobility alongside the Southern white man amidst the fears of those siblings of the North, and who worked very hard to deter what the Almighty God put into motion, “Southern whites and Southern blacks as family.”
This day at Enka High is reminiscent of the days of the Historic March Across Dixie as teachers from Alabama to Texas would bring their students out to talk to me, a loyal son of former slaves and a proclaimed modern day Confederate hero by the foremost clothier of Southern clothes, Dixie Outfitters, in their clothing line.
This was a great day in Dixie for me, and shall forever rank as one of my best birthday presents ever. Thanks, Enka High! God bless you!
Chairman, Board of Advisors Emeritus, Southern Legal Resource Center
Member, Save Southern Heritage Florida
Honorary Life Member, Zebulon B. Vance Camp 15, Sons of Confederate Veterans
Recipient, United Daughters of the Confederacy, Jefferson Davis Medal
Honorary Life Member, North Carolina, Tennessee and Georgia Orders of the Confederate Rose
President, Southern Heritage 411