An open letter to Tom Vaughn
I haven’t lived in Natchez for 45 years, but I still follow some of the events and activities back there. For the past few years I have followed the tragedy around the burning of “Arlington.”
That house was a treasure, and I know you treasured it. We played there as kids. I came to your birthday party on the back lawn. You described to me its history, including how the mirrors were buried in the garden to protect them from Union attack. I particularly remember a suit of armor in the main foyer.
We were in Cub Scouts together, with Jim Blough – now Judge Blough – who you are now obligated to face in court. His dad was our pack leader.
This letter is not about property rights and obligations. It is about remembering. And I am not addressing it to Dr. Thomas Vaughn in a gated community in Jackson. I am addressing it to Tom Vaughn, Braden Elementary School, Cub Pack 166. And I will say it the way kids today would say it: “Dude, what IS your problem???!!!