Past Is Prologue

Confederate Statues Aren’t Even Honest About Who They Memorialize

What’s insidious is the way these monuments infect our memories, our relationships, and our beliefs

Elizabeth Métraux
Human Parts
Published in
4 min readJun 24, 2020

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The interior of Lee Chapel with Robert E. Lee’s statue.
General Robert E. Lee’s statue inside Lee Chapel in Washington and Lee University with blue USA flag and flag of Coat of Arms of Washington and Lee University in foreground. Photo: Bruce Yuanyue Bi/Getty Images

When I hear the name Robert E. Lee, I think of the year Lee High won the state championship football game. I recall the look on my father’s face when I wrecked my first car off Lee Highway en route to my childhood home. I reminisce about strumming guitar outside the chapel at Washington and Lee University. My friends and I would play John Denver and dance beside the Lee family crypt.

I was born Elizabeth Lee Saylor, a name I’d eventually desert when I abandoned the ideologies and Blue Ridge vistas of my native Dixie.

Many of my fellow Southerners share similar stories of growing up against backdrops brandished with the names of men whose histories were only vaguely known to us. We knew their faces from sepia-toned pictures in museums or chiseled in bronze in a courthouse square, but their stories seemed barely peripheral to our own coming of age in an antebellum landscape.

Which is why it’s not enough to remove their statues; we need to raze every physical vestige. It’s time for their legacies to live exclusively in the pages of history books…

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Elizabeth Métraux
Human Parts

Elizabeth Métraux, founder of Women Writers in Medicine, is a writer, thinker, and seeker of a more fulfilling, connected existence. Follow her @Elizabeth_PCP