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otton” Baronich helps women with their chairs. He adds “dahlin’” to just about every sentence when he speaks with them. That’s the kind of old-school southern gentleman he is—his daddy raised him up right. He clearly loves women, and he loves music. “There was a lady the other day, and I says to her: ‘Precious lady. You make me feel brand new,’” he says, ending in song. Baronich, 84, has lived in Jackson since he moved here from Biloxi, his birthplace, in 1970. Long-time Jacksonians likely know him for mixing their perfect cocktail at the Sun & Sand (back in the days when state lawmakers made the hotel their home during the annual legislative session), George Street Grocery, Hal & Mal’s or the Edison Walthall Hotel. The bartender may not have remembered your name, but he knew how many olives you liked in your martini. The second time you patronized his bar, he probably arrived with your drink before you ordered it. This year, the impeccably turned-out Baronich—who’s made being nice to everyone his mantra—is the grand marshal of the Mal’s St. Paddy’s Parade, which takes on the theme “Drink Local, Think Global” this year. He’s humble about the honor. “I’ve been around a long time,” Baronich says. He knew the Malcolm and
Hal White’s father before he knew them. The Mississippi Gulf Coast has a thriving Slavic community, he says, especially among those whose ancestors made their livings by fishing. Baronich’s parents immigrated to the United States from Croatia’s Adriatic coast, and Rudolf (Baronich’s given name) was the fifth of the couple’s eight sons. “I’m first generation in this country,” he says, proudly. He got his nickname, “Cotton,” from his blonde “cotton top”—back before his hair turned silvery white. It was in Jackson that Baronich met and married the love of his life, Jean Shamberger, a ballerina who taught some 300 young dancers in her studio. Before Jean’s death six years ago, the couple reveled in taking their turn on the dance floor. Their jitterbug brought applause. “She made me look good,” he says. “Skin like silk, dahlin’—moisturizer and lipstick only,” Baronich says as he shows Jean’s photo. “I still miss her, every single day.” His granddaughter, Britney, who lives in Texas, calls Baronich daily. Like every good bartender, Baronich doesn’t repeat secrets divulged with alcoholloosened tongues. But the twinkle in his eyes say that he’s seen his share of improprieties, even from the most respectable of southern gents and ladies. —Ronni Mott
Cover photo of Hal White courtesy Jackson Convention and Visitors Bureau
10 In Pursuit
The Mississippi Bureau of Investigations is taking a closer look at high-speed chases after the Madison Police Department engaged in a high-speed pursuit last month that injured a bystander.
28 If You Build It
“Unpretentious is an understatement: even for the relatively no-nonsense city builder genre, ‘Banished’ is spartan. The challenge, then, is not making your city sprawling and profitable, as ‘SimCity’ would have it; or luxurious and mighty, as the fantastic Caesar series instructs, but merely to survive.” —Nick Judin, “Home on the Range: A Review of ‘Banished’”
38 Piano and Paddy
Davina and the Vagabonds bring its eclectic sound, with influences ranging from New Orleans jazz to past generations’ rock, to headline the Iron Horse Grill’s St. Paddy’s weekend.
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by Kathleen M. Mitchell Features Editor
Irish Wisdom, Irish Pride
hile I studied abroad in Ireland, I loved coming across little bits of old-fashioned wisdom—phrases such as, “For an Irishman, talking is a dance,” or “It’s no use carrying an umbrella if your shoes are leaking.” But what I learned in Ireland went much deeper than these idioms. In my case, I learned about the Dublin bus system and how to make cabbage actually edible. I learned the rules of rugby and a handful of Gaelic words that I’ve mostly forgotten since. I met my extended family—people with my mother’s maiden name who didn’t look like me and didn’t talk like me, and were so distantly related from me that the paper family tree we brought was worn and wrinkled from being pulled out and pored over and refolded so many times. But despite being my second cousin thrice removed or whatnot, these people were family from the moment we met. They took me in, fed me meals and took me to the most fabulous Irish wedding. They taught me that family bonds stretch a lot further than you might ever know. But mostly, I learned a lot about myself while studying there. Visiting another country is nearly always an enlightening experience, but what I’ve realized is that you usually learn as much or more about yourself as you do about the new place. While living in Dublin, I felt like met myself for the first time all over again. I found a renewed sense of independence in sitting alone on a bus, watching the scenery zip by. I found new favorite dishes (read about one on page 27) and learned to appreciate real food—the kind that’s grown, raised and made simply. I learned that I love architecture. I learned what it means to love a place, to let it become part
of you and let yourself become part of it. Every year, when St. Patrick’s Day rolls around, I can’t help but think back to my time in the Isle of Eire and the lessons I learned there—especially since St. Paddy’s has come to be such a significant part of springtime in Jackson. While Ireland and Mississippi might be miles apart, geographically and cultur-
Isn’t the idea that what your locals are doing is so exciting that others just have to come along and experience it, too? ally, the two have more in common than you might believe. Mississippi is actually only about 16,000 square miles larger than Ireland, and although Dublin vastly outpopulates our city with soul, if you include Jackson’s metro area, the two are somewhat comparable. Ireland is a place with a past wrapped up in agriculture. The people there are family-oriented. Music is an integral part of the culture, and local bars and pubs
play host to local musicians night in and night out. Sound familiar? One thing I found is that the Irish have a real appreciation for their cultural identity, both in its historical sense and in its modern equivalent. I remember students on campus in an apartment near ours practicing the Irish language—a dead language, with no practical modern use—just to keep that part of the country’s history alive. I participated in pub crawls honoring Irish music and classic literature. I smile fondly looking back at my photos of hordes of Irishmen and women going into the cobblestone streets and raising a pint of Guinness at exactly 5:59 p.m. on Sept. 23, 2009, toasting “To Arthur!” and breaking out in joyous renditions of Happy Birthday to the man that created Ireland’s signature beer. I studied in Dublin in the fall, so I missed St. Patrick’s Day itself, but I heard tales of the citywide celebrations, which seem to take on a sort of funny confluence of native Irish culture and a globalized partying mindset. But Dublin isn’t the only place I’ve lived where St. Patrick’s Day and Irish culture are a big deal. After I graduated from Millsaps College, I moved to Boston, Mass., for two years. Boston is very different from Jackson, with its size, its weather, its noise and brashness. St. Paddy’s in Boston is all Southie accents, rough pride and women with big hair selling access to their bathrooms for $5 a trip. Getting on the T (Boston’s subway) the morning of the St. Patrick’s Day parade is an adventure like no other. Green-clad locals and tourists pack into train cars like sardines until it’s just an indistinguishable mass of bodies. Despite the inherent risk of being crushed by the mob, strangers become friends and
trek across the city together. Boston has lessons we could learn, too. Bostonians are fierce in their love for their city, whether its cheering on the Red Saawx, fighting those pesky Canadians at a Bruins match, claiming its seafood as best in the world or boisterously shouting from the rooftops (sometimes literally) on St. Paddy’s Day. St. Patrick’s means different things to different people and different places. How we celebrate here in Jackson is different from how they celebrate in Dublin or in Boston or in San Francisco or in Montreal. To me, the day has always been a combination of celebrating a specific culture—one that happens to be my heritage through my mother’s side—and celebrating local frivolity. It’s often a day when tourism and local celebrations merge—and isn’t that the best type of tourist attraction? Isn’t the idea that what your locals are doing is so fun and so exciting that others just have to come along and experience it, too? Certainly we’ve seen that as our own Mal’s St. Paddy’s Parade has grown from a smattering of friends parading down the street to a highly anticipated weekend drawing tens of thousands to our city. So this weekend, as you revel with your friends and family, as you drink green beer and catch beads and listen to music and frolic, take time to appreciate being part of a celebration that is at once both global and utterly unique to Jackson. Besides abiding by what is probably my favorite bit of Irish wisdom (“What butter and whiskey will not cure, there is no cure for.”), I urge you to do as the Irish do, and as Bostonians do: Have pride in our city, our state and the cultural identity we are forming for ourselves, on St. Paddy’s Parade day and beyond.
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Freelance writer Ronni Mott has been a Mississippian since 1997. She’s an award-winning writer and a yoga teacher, just stumbling and fumbling toward bliss like everyone else. She wrote the Jacksonian.
R.L. Nave, native Missourian and news editor, roots for St. Louis (and the Mizzou Tigers)—and for Jackson. Send him news tips at rlnave@ jacksonfreepress.com or call him at 601-362-6121 ext. 12. He wrote the cover story.
Molly Lehmuller is a 2013 graduate of Millsaps College’s Else School of Management. She enjoys visiting her beautiful blonde mother in Belhaven. She wrote a St. Paddy’s feature.
Web Editor Dustin Cardon is a graduate of the University of Southern Mississippi. He enjoys reading fantasy novels and wants to write them himself one day. He wrote the business roundup.
Julie Skipper lives, works and plays downtown. Ask her about it if you want an earful. She hopes to learn to cook one day, but mostly thinks of the kitchen as additional closet space. She wrote a piece for the St. Paddy’s package.
Genevieve Legacy is an artist-writer-community development consultant. She works at Hope Enterprise Corporation and lives in Brandon with her husband and youngest son. She wrote an arts story.
Graphic Design Intern Jesse Flowers is a Delta native and graduate of Delta State University with degrees in graphic design and painting. In his free time, he paints, travels and attends music festivals. He helped design the issue.
One day sales representative David Rahaim will finish his first novel. He promises. It may just be after he finishes his second.
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YOUR TURN Remembering Mayor Lumumba on jfp.ms â€œJackson Mayor Chokwe Lumumba, 66, Has Died; Tillman Acting Mayor,â€? by JFP Staff Richardlaswell Such high hopes for our city. I hope that we wonâ€™t throw away all that he has accomplished in his short time as mayor. tsmith Sad, sad day for the city. Mr. Lumumba, like him or not, was an intelligent man who was taking control and making positive things happen. He was a stable influence. Now I fear it will revert back to the circus it has been for years. NotLikeU From afar, it looked like Jackson had found the mayor that will get the city on the right track. I was really looking forward to how Jackson will develop under Lumumba. Strength to the Lumumba family and friends during this time.
tombarnes12 What a horrible shock for Jackson. From what I have observed, Lumumba was a thoughtful man with a plan to move the city in a positive direction. Terribly sad. Duan Itâ€™s a tough pill to swallow, becauseâ€” outside of Chokwe being mayorâ€”he was a good human being. Some tried to sell him short of being a good humanitarian! He was a voice for those who didnâ€™t have one, and he believed wholeheartedly in that. I do believe in the ability of the citizens in Jackson to find a mayor, the same way we found Chokwe. We have to be diligent in the campaign process, and ask the tough questions, evaluate the candidatesâ€™ credentials and ask the candidates (about) their vision for Jackson. It would be a disservice to Mayor Lumumba to take a halfway approach to finding his successor. Titus 2:13 â€œlooking for the blessed hope!â€?
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For more on late Mayor Chokwe Lumumbaâ€™s life and legacy, explore a gallery of photos from photographer Trip Burns and others at jfp.ms/lumumbapictures.
ITâ€™S ALMOST TIME FOR MALâ€™S ST. PADDYâ€™S PARADE! THIS YEARâ€™S THEME IS â€œDRINK LOCAL, THINK GLOBALâ€?â€”WHATâ€™S YOUR FAVORITE LOCAL DRINKING SPOT?
â€œChokwe Lumumba, 1947-2014,â€? by R.L. Nave
Jason King Under the Woodrow Wilson bridge by the train tracks.
AnnGarrison Thanks for this, including the details of the cityâ€™s response that the press from outside donâ€™t have. Iâ€™m devastated by his death. Though he was not a federal or even state officeholder, I didnâ€™t think there was a more important leader in the U.S. or the world today. But Iâ€™m grateful for his profound thoughts and plans, which despite their depth, were not difficult to understand. Also grateful for the love he so obviously felt for his people and for anyone trying to be a decent human being.
Stephanie Burks Wherever Jamie Moss is bartending. (The best theme ever!)
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Thursday, March 6 The Obama administration puts new visa restrictions on pro-Russian opponents of the new Ukraine government in Kiev and clears the way for financial sanctions, while the European Union also begins to impose sanctions. At the same time, lawmakers in Ukraineâ€™s Crimea region unanimously declare their intention to split from Ukraine and join Russia instead, scheduling a referendum in 10 days for voters to decide the regionâ€™s fate. Friday, March 7 Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas says there is â€œno wayâ€? he will recognize Israel as a Jewish state and accept a Palestinian capital in just a portion of Israeli-annexed east Jerusalem. Saturday, March 8 A Malaysia Airlines Boeing 777-200 carrying 239 people goes missing over the South China Sea on a flight from Kuala Lumpur to Beijing. Sunday, March 9 European Unionâ€™s foreign-policy chief Catherine Ashton says that meetings with Iranian officials and world powers on ongoing negotiations over the countryâ€™s nuclear program and the civil war in Syria may not reach a final deal.
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Monday, March 10 Boston public-safety officials reveal that he number of police officers patrolling this yearâ€™s Boston Marathon will be doubled to more than 3,500 in response to last yearâ€™s attack.
Tuesday, March 11 The Senate passes legislation in support of devoting $126 million over the coming decade for additional research into pediatric cancer and other childhood disorders like autism and Down syndrome. It now goes to President Obama for his signature.
Memorial Highlights Lumumbaâ€™s Complexity by R.L. Nave
hokwe Lumumba was a complicated man. Close observers of his four-decade-long career as an activist, attorney and politician are likely aware of this on some level, but the multifaceted nature of Lumumbaâ€™s life came into stark focus at his memorial services, which took place last weekend in Jackson. Jolivette Anderson, a poet who lived in Mississippi for a decade as artist, community organizer and activist, noted in a tribute to Lumumba that his rivals during the 2013 mayorâ€™s election painted him as an extremist and tried to raise doubts about his Christian faith. However, Anderson said, like Jesus Christ, that Lumumba was a revolutionary, a Christian and a black man. Certainly those strains were evident among the well-wishers who attended Lumumbaâ€™s funeral, who came dressed in traditional western suits as well as dashikis and tunics common to African and the Middle East. Kangols, berets, kufis, hijab and headwraps adorned their heads. Throughout the service, speakers invoked Jesus Christ, Allah and the orishas of the west African Yoruba tribe. â€œAll of us know God by different names, and we should recognize all those names,â€? said Bishop Jeffrey Stallworth, Lumumbaâ€™s pastor at Word & Worship Church. â€œItâ€™s good to have a God that big.â€? While Lumumbaâ€™s time in public office dominated many of the tributes, other lesserknown parts of Lumumbaâ€™s biography also came to light. Acting Mayor Charles Till-
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