We’ve written often about the value of seeing ourselves as others see us. Here’s a recent email we got from Brian DuLong, a visitor from Tampa:
I read your post with great interest having just returned from Memphis as a “tourist” from Tampa. I’m writing to you of my experience only to help you in your post.
I recently visited Memphis to see Graceland, Mud Island for a concert, and Beale Street.
I admit I was asked by a pan-handler for money at each one of these places. I remember seeing a police presence at each place, but they seemed too “busy” to address what you speak of here.
Shame on the mayor, police chief, or whoever is responsible for this. I also have to admit, maybe I “helped” the problem, by giving money?
The “foot patrol” on Beale Street was busy talking to the shop owners. Police walking the street would have cut out the guy asking me for money, when the streets were not quite closed, but not many other “tourists” out either.
There were police, however, in cars on my walk from South Main to Beale Street, finishing their paperwork no doubt from a massive two car accident with a Toyota pick-up. I felt safe “Walking in Memphis.” 🙂
I was surprised it was difficult to get a bowl of gumbo on Beale St. at only 11:40p.m. Most of the responses I got from door personnel were that the kitchens were closed. It was a Tuesday night, but 12 seemed just a little too early to close.
Again, I loved your city. Memphis is a jewel of the Mississippi. Having never seen the big river before, I was not let down.
Thank you again for your warm Southern hospitality and I hope to return soon. Peace~
