My dear friend Yvonne introduced me to Gene Hovis. Not that I ever met him in person. Yvonne, who knows everyone, and I do mean everyone, introduced me to Gene via his wonderful Cookbook cum memoir, ‘Uptown Down Home’ which was published in 1987. Gene was an extraordinary fellow. As a young boy growing up in Salisbury NC, he was sent each summer to visit an aunt in New York City. According to his friend David Columbia, one of Gene’s earliest recollections was asking his mother what the difference was between the public drinking fountains that were “For Whites Only” and those that he had to use. When his mother told him that there was no difference but that those were the rules, Gene announced he wanted to live in New York when he grew up because everybody drank from the same fountain. And that’s exactly what he did.
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