Yesterday was very eye-opening and a little tough to swallow at some times because it showed exactly what African Americans went through and still go through today. The hardest part for me was at the Legacy Museum when we went through the incarceration section. That was hard because these men got more years than they should've, were falsely accused, or were beaten/stabbed/injured while in the prison. It was hard to hear these stories because I realized how lucky I am and I felt so bad for these people. I felt bad because of what they had to go through but also because after they get out, they have to rebuild their name and life. My dad was taken to prison in Hamilton, AL because he was falsely accused and this section just reminded me of that time. He is out now but when he was in I could visit him but couldn't hug him. One of the rules at the prison is that you can hug the inmate but only for two seconds and they wouldn't allow me to do that. I read the rules of visiting at the museum and it made me remember the first time I had to read the rules when I went to visit my dad. It's pretty hard to not see your dad for two years and when you can finally see him, you can't hug him and after the visit he has to stay and can't come home. That was my only visit because it was hard to see my dad and remember that he wouldn't be coming home. I also didn't want him to be upset after seeing us and remembering that he couldn't come home with us. I can relate to the families of the inmates and my dad can relate to the inmates themselves. He had unfair trials, didn't get a say in anything, and was living in constant fear. This exhibit was very hard for me because it just kept taking me back to the time when this was happening to my dad.
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