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- <title>
- Oct. 30, 1989: American Scene
- </title>
- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
- Oct. 30, 1989 San Francisco Earthquake
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- AMERICAN SCENE, Page 25
- Canton, Mississippi
- A New Kind of Moving Day
- </hdr><body>
- <p>A determined nun helps the poor by relocating houses
- </p>
- <p>By Daniel S. Levy
- </p>
- <p> Last year, after fire destroyed their home outside Canton,
- Miss., Willie Anderson and seven of her children moved into a
- rented shack. The place was a horror, with no electricity or
- running water, rotting walls papered with newsprint, and gaping
- holes in the tin roof that allowed the rain to pour through.
- "Once a snake came up under the stove, and we got big rats in
- there all the time," recalled Anderson, 47, a big, strapping
- woman in a flowered blouse. "I couldn't wait to get away."
- </p>
- <p> The family's ordeal finally ended in August, when a trailer
- truck carrying a hip-roofed house with yellow shingles pulled
- up on the site of Anderson's burned-out home. "This house," she
- boasts, "won't have no holes like the other one."
- </p>
- <p> Anderson's new home was donated by a church in nearby Pearl
- to a nonprofit organization called MadCAAP -- short for Madison
- Countians Allied Against Poverty -- which helps poor people in
- one of the poorest parts of the nation. Financed solely by
- donations and grants, MadCAAP takes old wood-frame buildings
- that local communities and private owners no longer need and
- hauls them to new sites. There volunteers from local churches
- and schools join with families that have been aided in the past
- to install wiring, put up paneling and dig septic tanks. Over
- the past six years MadCAAP has recycled old houses for 70
- families in and around Canton (pop. 11,500), a
- courthouse-squared town 20 miles north of Jackson. MadCAAP's
- aim, according to its unflappable founder and director, Sister
- Grace Mary McGuire, 57, is to "try and break the cycle of
- poverty by helping one family at a time."
- </p>
- <p> Among its recipients is Johnnie Murry, who used to live
- with her husband and 15 children in a two-room trailer. In 1984
- MadCAAP brought a four-bedroom house to Murry's farm. Now white
- curtains hang from the windows and stuffed animals, high school
- banners and framed graduation pictures decorate the wood-paneled
- walls. "We can sleep better now," says Murry. "I am grateful
- that I have a place to cook, a table to feed my family at and
- a place for me to rest later."
- </p>
- <p> For Sister Grace, a conservatively dressed woman with
- gentle blue eyes and short brown hair, helping the poor has been
- a lifelong ambition. As a child growing up in New York City,
- she wanted to aid leprosy sufferers in India. She never made it
- to Asia, but in 1973 her Philadelphia-based religious order,
- Missionary Servants of the Most Blessed Trinity, sent her to
- the Deep South. "I never dreamed that I'd be working with septic
- tanks, wiring, let alone moving houses," she says, "but when
- people are poor and depressed, you want to do anything you can
- to uplift them."
- </p>
- <p> Moving a house is a time-consuming affair. The morning that
- Willie Anderson's home is delivered begins with workers
- hoisting the house's concrete steps onto a pickup truck while
- Anderson and her children pile broken bricks and stack cut wood.
- Clearance for the move requires approval from a slew of
- bureaucrats, and Walter Malone, 52, a professional house mover
- who has completed 30 jobs for Sister Grace, still has a few
- final forms to sign and fees to pay. "The biggest difficulty is
- the paperwork," he says, pointing to a glove compartment crammed
- full of documents. "I got so much paperwork on this thing that
- if anyone stops me, it will take me 15 minutes just to find it."
- </p>
- <p> After a trip to Pearl city hall to write one last check,
- Malone heads back to the site. The Mississippi Power & Light man
- is already there, and a Pearl police officer stops by to inform
- Malone that the move will be delayed until after a funeral
- passes through town. Malone looks annoyed. He kicks some sod,
- readjusts his blue Malone House Moving cap and struts over to
- the rig to recheck the house's support system.
- </p>
- <p> At 11 a.m. the police return, and Malone slowly trucks the
- house from the site, pulling past the Pearl Grocery Mart and
- onto Route 80. The police escort halts traffic as Malone's son
- Greg leads the caravan in an attention-grabbing red-bannered
- pickup. Next come the police, a Mississippi Power & Light crew
- and Sister Grace, who occasionally slows down to take a picture.
- Bringing up the rear is Otis Towner at the wheel of the pickup
- carrying the steps. With hazard lights blinking, the procession
- crawls past the local U-Haul dealership, gas stations and the
- post office. Impatient drivers trail behind, and kids on
- bicycles stop to gaze at the rolling house.
- </p>
- <p> As the line snakes out of Pearl, the row of cars picks up
- speed, and the cab's chimney spouts black smoke that swirls
- around the head of Steve Harris, who is kneeling on the house's
- gray-green roof and raising low-hanging telephone wires. The
- town is left behind, and the landscape shifts to fields of
- cotton and soybean. As he approaches the Ross R. Barnett
- Reservoir, Malone pulls a lever on the floor, cranking a cable
- that raises the house an extra foot so it just barely clears the
- side railings. "I've been doing this for 20 years, so I know
- what will go and where it will go," he boasts. The house fills
- both lanes and knocks into a speed-limit sign, shattering two
- back windowpanes. Shelton Kelly walks ahead, bending back or
- briefly yanking out a few signs in order to make room for the
- wide load. Oncoming traffic generally gives way, yet one van
- driver insists on trying to squeeze by.
- </p>
- <p> "Move out of the way. Damn fool!" Malone hollers out the
- window. "Don't you see I'm moving a house?"
- </p>
- <p> The other driver yells back over the incessant barking of
- his bird dog, "I can't get over any more."
- </p>
- <p> "Well, we're in a hell of a shape if you can't get over any
- more," Malone replies, "'cause I surely can't."
- </p>
- <p> Eventually, the driver maneuvers past the house. "He saw me
- coming," Malone snarls, as he hunches over the wheel. "These
- two-lane highways are mighty aggravating when I got a wide
- load."
- </p>
- <p> Fortunately, traffic around Canton is light, and the drive
- through town and up to Anderson's land proceeds without delay.
- Malone pulls the truck through an opening in the bushes and
- turns the rig around in front of the burned remains of the old
- house. "I think you should move it a little more away from the
- power line," the Mississippi Power & Light man warns Malone as
- he checks the house's positioning. Towner calls Anderson over
- to the front. "Do you like it here?" he asks. She looks up and
- down the building's length and along its sides and then responds
- with a simple yes.
- </p>
- <p> "This house is one of the best we've gotten," Sister Grace
- says as she appraises the building. "It is everyone working
- together that makes this happen. That is love of neighbor.
- Little by little you take each family and do what you can."
- </p>
- <p> Now happily settled, Anderson is burbling with joy. "This
- house is simply wonderful." She beams. "This is the first time
- I ever had a bathroom, and I am going to have a beautiful flower
- yard. The children also stay at home now. I don't have to worry
- about them being out all the time of night." Because of MadCAAP,
- the old yellow house has become a home.
- </p>
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