(Photograph copyright 2010 by Dan Routh)
Photograph of a model in studio from my files. Sometimes you need to look back at what you did and where you’ve been to see where you are and where you’re going.
Commercial, Advertising and Editorial Photography. Greensboro, North Carolina

As I was watching the first groups tour the International Civil Rights Center and Museum in Greensboro last week, I noticed an elderly lady in a wheelchair being pushed along the counter of the old Woolworth building where the sit-ins began 50 years ago. The tour leader asked who she was and she told him she was Geneva Tisdale, a former Woolworth employee, who six months after the sit-ins began, was in a small group who were the first African-Americans to be served at the lunch counter. I had the opportunity to speak with her for a few moments. I first asked her if she remembered what day she was served. She shook her head and said she didn’t remember. I then asked her if she remembered what she ate. Suddenly the most incredible smile I have ever seen came over her face. She looked at me and said, “It was an egg salad sandwich.”

Yesterday’s opening of the International Civil Rights Center and Museum was a historic day for Greensboro. I shot the events that took place around the lunch counter at the old Woolworth building and will post some images in the coming days. It was a moving experience.
Just down the street from the museum is another lunch counter, one you can still eat at, and everyone is welcome. Fincastles serves up lunch every day. Buttersteak sandwiches and great burgers and fries along with their signature sauce. And where else can you get serenaded as you eat with old Motown tunes by “Jaybird” Williams, the singing waiter.
(Photograph copyright 2010 by Dan Routh)
Neighbor Bobby Bradds loads hog feed at the local mill in Julian, North Carolina. It’s an old style feed mill where farmers can still bring their own grain and have it custom ground. Bobby raises “farm raised” pork for the local Greensboro market. His hogs are allowed to roam in a pasture and not shut up in commercial pens, part of the rising “slow food” movement in our area.