Though not the original plan, ironically enough, Division Street became the line drawn. It limited Blacks to this designated area for political power and easier means to control. The inevitable was coming…change. The right to vote was too obvious to ignore any longer but still, those determined to break through the voter discrimination and tyranny where killed. Julius “July” Perry could have easily been called Uncle for the way he was accessible to people. He was pivotal in uplifting and inspiring us to live  equally and exercise our right to vote. I wonder if heaven welcome him with hymns of freedom? In his time, heaven was the only freedom some people knew; It was  just a matter of when and how one would arrive. Ask those lost in the Ocoee Massacre. November 2, 1920 should have been the day Blacks cast their ballots, instead heaven opened to welcome in its newest residents.