So during my time with my black studies crew in New York, I decided to make a visit to the Wright bench. One morning while in Harlem with three of our travelers—Jon, David, and Justin—I asked if they’d like to join me on a trip to Brooklyn. They agreed, and we began our journey.
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One side of the bench contains Wright's words from Native Son: "But hope was always waiting somewhere deep down in him."
The other side contains a line from Wright's explanation of composing the novel: "in the writing of scene after scene I was guided by but one criterion: to tell the truth as I saw it."
When we came upon the single bench sitting in an open area, I knew it was the Wright bench. Try to imagine the scene: a group of four black men circling a single bench and taking photographs from various angles. At one point, we drew a small crowd as passersby wondered what our group found so fascinating about a park bench.
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At one point, the fellas reminded me that their interest in Wright had come from their participation in one of our black studies reading projects, The Wright 100, from a couple of years ago where a group of us read Wright’s autobiography Black Boy using a blog.
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