My first memory of the Mississippi River was in fourth grade when I went on a G.A.T.E.S. field trip and got to ride the Sweet Olive down the flowing river. The cool wind was blowing my hair all around as I watched the sandy side banks slow go by on each side. Above the bank on the right is the city of Vicksburg. To the left is Tallulah, Louisiana.
The river is always beautiful, but it is most beautiful when the sun is setting and the hot, humid air turns cool and relaxing. Around the river you'll see flashing casino billboards that are vibrant along with the setting sun against the quiet river. During the evening, you can sit in the Riverfront Park and smell the fancy casino food that fills the atmosphere.
Further down the river there is another park, Catfish Park, which is lined with remarkable murals that tell the story of Vicksburg. Painted images of the war show the sorrow that we have conquered. During the summer, children run around in the cool water cleverly shooting from the ground like rockets in this colorful park. Catfish park is filled with art that kids from all over Vicksburg have shared, including a small collage that my friends and I created. Being near that bridge that creates the illusion of tiny cars going to and from Vicksburg brought me hope that if I go across it, one day I'll be able to come back. As they say - Home is where the heart is; for me , Vicksburg, Mississippi is that home.
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