Dear Editor:

Richmond Hill, Georgia, prides itself on its rich history, but often overlooked is the vital thread woven by generations of African Americans who made it what it is today. Their stories, though not always granted the spotlight, are integral to understanding the soul of our city. It’s time we shed light on these often-unsung heroes and their enduring legacy.

From the post-Civil War era, families like the Harris, Fulwood, and the Blige’s put down roots in Richmond Hill. These weren’t just names on a census; they were community builders. Oral histories tell of William Robinson, a skilled carpenter whose craftsmanship graced homes and businesses across the burgeoning town. His work wasn’t just construction; it was an act of weaving the community together, board by board.

The Harris family, known for their sprawling land, weren’t just providers of sustenance. They embodied resilience, their land a testament to perseverance in the face of immense social and economic hurdles. Their story, like that of many African American farmers, speaks to self-reliance and a deep connection to the land that sustained Richmond Hill.

And who can forget the Fulwood sisters, renowned for their culinary talents? Their home, we’re told, was a haven of delicious aromas and warm hospitality.

Food, as we know, binds communities.

The sisters also cook for the Richmond Hill High School with their culinary gifts, not just nourishing the bodies of the students but also the spirit of togetherness that defines the school to this day.

Yet, these are just glimpses into a much larger narrative. We must acknowledge that for these families, and countless others like them, life in Richmond Hill was far from idyllic. They faced segregation, limited access to education and economic opportunities, and the constant sting of discrimination.

Despite these hardships, their contributions are undeniable. They were educators in segregated schools, instilling knowledge and hope in generations of children. They were entrepreneurs, building businesses that fueled the local economy. They were the backbone of churches, their faith a source of strength and solace, their voices rising in gospel music that echoed the community’s spirit. This music influenced Mary Jane Blige who also was born here and is an American singer, songwriter, and actress. Often referred to as the “Queen of Hip-Hop Soul” and “Queen of R& B”, Blige has won nine Grammy Awards and acts on a show called Power Book II: Ghost. The Blige’s are a respected family with roots going down in Richmond Hill soil to the 1800s.

Sadly, many tangible reminders of their legacy have faded. Former thriving Black communities now stand quiet, and cemeteries lie forgotten, hidden beneath overgrowth, like Bryam Neck. Yet some are still recognized, but in a different form, like Boles Park. This physical erasure mirrors a lack of representation in our historical narratives.

It’s time we, as a community as it continues to grow, ask ourselves: Why have these stories been relegated to the shadows?

Why do plaques and memorials not bear these names with the prominence they deserve?

The answer requires confronting uncomfortable truths about our past. We must acknowledge the systemic racism that has silenced these voices and minimized their contributions.

But recognition is not enough. We need action. We need to support local black business and churches and organizations like the Bryan County NACCP dedicated to uncovering and preserving African American history in Richmond Hill. We need to incorporate these narratives into our school curriculums and public spaces.

Let us seek out the descendants of these families – the Harris, Fulwood, Blige’s and countless others. Let us listen to their stories, record their histories, and ensure their legacy is given the respect and recognition it deserves.

Embracing the diverse cultural perspectives that have shaped Richmond Hill is not about rewriting history, but about writing a more complete and honest one. It’s about honoring the invaluable contributions of all its citizens, ensuring that the tapestry of our city’s story reflects the richness and resilience of every thread. Maybe next time we writ more about this. Or might start seeing more of these stories showing up.

Craig Butts, Unity in the Community Richmond Hill, Georgia