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. like everyone else to drive through on the way to some other place. It seemed to be just a big empty area full of .overgrown vines and trees,
: pretty,' but nothing special. But last j. week .Lillian Rogers of Pearlington changed-all that for me, as 1 tool:
______	_______________	________________________^my'first^fook at a small part of the
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Even"the air is:different up there,'says Lillian Rogers, of her old home,	Log	eyes;of someone who had called it
Town. People were forced ito move their entire lives when many communities In	home.	Rogers had been a resident
Hancock County., had to make way for the" John C. Stennis Space Center. of Log Town. . : '
. Rogers’ first husband and the father of her six children, John Lee, ,was recent-	Talking	at her home' now locat-
ly buried in<the..black’cemetery at The Point, the old black settlement at	Log	i	In Pp’irlino+nn T
Town. The cemeteries are the onlv'connection to the past for many now.,,	*	•;/4 ’
.	rvjiwftWpP*'- ■	''■V	"-1-	rJ>~	:	couldn	t quite get/a
, feel for. the dynamics of the Old^town, and11 felt that shev was not quite comfortable with her ’ remembrances. So when she mentioned that her beloved.	parents
house,1 moved, (from
mother and father and other tives were buried.
Miss Lillian and her dau; Vanessa, who had stopped 1 bring her breakfast earlier, talked a lot about what a pea place that Log Tov/r !•>prl •'Somehow the very-ainvas diff up there, they said* not like here, but clean, and it just you feel good.
When I got out of the car i cemetery, the first thing I m was that they were right. Tl on the hill was indeed cleai clear and charged with a ki energy that just wasn’t pi right down the road.
“You were right about the 'said. “It is different, isn’t it said.
And the air made Miss ] remember.
She pointed to places tha' ,Log.:Town," wasVjust,^now just an over growth of <down,	the	' street'^	I,^remembering a house, a busi:
asked	ifj we	could	go	church that used to be there,
were there only yesterday. 1 almost see the activity am the voices of the people so loi still present in the wind th£ through the giant pines.
It didn’t look like it does '.v'As/'We drove, Miss^;: she said. “All growed up and Lillian pointed*’out''' dumping trash everywhere other homes that'had was cared for and people tot
of things. We were like a everyone helping everyone e were raised to stick togethi integration, we didn’t need
look at it. On the way, I began to understand the magnitude of what had happened |^to Log Town and the . othei?.communities.^'•,
been moved,*/ includ-,,, 1 ing1 her own original home, and I noticed buildings that had housed businesses that she, had men-
LOG TO\
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TheLogTown Post Office sat next to the general stor Pearl River In Log Town proper. The main street w with beautiful homes and friendly people, said former Lillian Rogers.