Richard Doron Johnson

November 4, 2006

Where is the Potatoes?

Filed under: Uncategorized — rjjazz @ 1:23 am

AHHHHHH! Here we are in Boise, ID You may ask why am I here? I am not exactly sure, but I do want to look around and see some potatoes or at least eat some great potatoe chips. The temperature has changed greatly. We went from 70 degree weather in Vegas to 32 degrees in about 12 hours. This morning I went to this great gym called “Idaho fitness” This place was huge and looked like a dance club. What will people think of next.

The first stop in Boise was the “Ann Franks Human Rights Memorial.”

I had never heard of this lady but the memorial was incredible. Boise knows how to represent someone who really cared about human rights. This outdoor monument takes about 35 minutes to walk through and read everything.

If you don’t know who she is google her and do some homework!
Next was the “Idaho Black History Museum” in Boise, ID. That is right, they have an African American museum dedicated to those who left an important mark on this state. The museum is an old church called, “St Paul Baptist Church” The church was built by hand in 1921 by African Americans and was moved to its current location in downtown Boise, ID 1998 and renovated. This museum holds a maximum of 71 people and looks exactly like what you would imagine a Baptist church looking like from 1921.

I have to say though this was the most interesting tour I did today. It was short and sweet. You could read all the post in the museum within an hour. I was surprised to read that Idaho has the third least amount of African Americans in the country behind Montana and North Dakota (I should not have been surprised after having driven around and seeing no others). The host of the museum was nice lady named “Valerie” from Detroit that moved to Boise two months ago to work for the museum. She told us that she goes home once a month just to keep it real.

The last stop for the day was the Historical Boise Penitentiary. Boise has turned their once infamous penitentiary into a historical museum.

This place was scary, and cold. Literally when you walk into the holding cells the temperature drops about 9 degrees immediately. This live museum was great at showing you how the prisoners used to live, eat, shower, and work. In many of the buildings there was still the actual mattresses, shanks, toilets, and sinks that they used.

They also had a show room with photos on prisoners tattoos and what certain ones mean and why certain prisoners tend to brand themselves with certain ones.

The saddest part of this tour was the ending because the video they showed you was 18 minutes of bad acting. But if you cut that out it was worth seeing at least once in your life.
After leaving the historical prison the last stop was the grocery store. While looking around in the produce section I spotted another African American person and got excited because I thought “Yeah there is a few other people in this town like me.” When I got a little closer to the person I said “Valerie” she turned around and started laughing. I just walked off and thought “I guess I was wrong.”


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