06/27/2026
Walking in My Grandfather’s Footsteps
Today was a deeply meaningful day as I visited places that tell not only the story of the Civil Rights Movement in South Carolina, but also the story of my own family.
The first stop was Saint Paul Baptist Church in Union, South Carolina, where my grandfather, Rev. A.A. Sims, served as pastor. His ministry extended far beyond the pulpit. During an era marked by segregation, racial violence, and injustice, the church became a place of faith, hope, and community leadership.
Nearby stands a memorial describing the racial terror lynchings that occurred in Union County. Reading those words while standing where my grandfather lived and served brought history into sharp focus. He understood that confronting injustice required more than words—it required building institutions that would strengthen the Black community.
That vision led him to found Sims High School in 1927. The school became the first state-accredited high school for Black students in the state of South Carolina and educated generations of young people who went on to become educators, military leaders, ministers, business owners, coaches, and public servants.
My grandfather also believed deeply in education at home. Despite the enormous obstacles facing Black families in the Jim Crow South, he and my grandmother ensured that all seven of their daughters earned college degrees—an extraordinary accomplishment for any family at that time, and a testament to their unwavering belief that education was the pathway to opportunity.
Walking through the campus and reading the historical markers honoring its legacy was an emotional reminder of what determined leadership can accomplish.
The marker on racial terror also recognizes the work of Rev. A.A. Sims and other Black leaders who responded to oppression by building schools, churches, businesses, and hospitals. They refused to allow discrimination to define their community’s future.
As a civil rights attorney, I often think about the legal battles for equal opportunity. But today reminded me that the fight for justice began long before many of those court cases. It began with people like my grandfather, who believed that education, faith, and community leadership could change lives.
I am incredibly proud to continue, in my own way, the work of expanding opportunity and advancing civil rights that he helped begin nearly a century ago.
History isn’t just something we study. Sometimes, it’s family.