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So, at about in the afternoon on October 18, Dent, age 64, made his way off the porch and to the curb along Martin Luther King Jr. Soon he could hear the first rumblings of the band.
There was a time, little more than a decade ago, when the Central High School homecoming parade brought out the city.
The parade started in the former state capital’s lively downtown and seemed to go on for miles.
Revelers—young and old, black and white, old money and no money—crowded the sidewalks to watch the elaborate floats and cheer a football team feared across the region.
Excerpts from comments posted to this story: "The differences in my suburban elementary school and the first city-wide 6th grade school were stark, mainly razor wire fencing, armed police officers, drugs, weapons, cursing, disrespect for authorities, etc." —tuscaloosated "Pretending that just mixing some white kids in there will solve all these issues is stupid.
could watch Central High School’s homecoming parade from the porch of his faded-white bungalow, it had been years since he’d bothered.
But last fall, Dent’s oldest granddaughter, D’Leisha, was vying for homecoming queen, and he knew she’d be poking up through the sunroof of her mother’s car, hand cupped in a beauty-pageant wave, looking for him.
And now other whites are starting to send their kids too because they see how great of a school it is." —irene adler Read all comments Central was not just a renowned local high school.It was one of the South’s signature integration success stories.