Huffington Magazine Issue 74 | Page 45

COURTESY OF PJ NEWTON STONEWALLED Eleven miles down the road is Tupelo, a small city best known as the birthplace of Elvis. Between Shannon and Tupelo lies a sea of soybeans. On Shannon’s website, a message attributed to the mayor pitches the town as a good place to start a business: “We have the potential for growth and are ready when something comes our way.” Newton opened O’Hara’s when she was in her 30s. She didn’t tell the town that the bar would serve gays. She named the place after Scarlett O’Hara, a fellow embattled businesswoman who famously responded to adversity by declaring, “As God is my witness they’re not going to lick me.” Outside, the bar was drab and plain, like most of the other businesses in town. Inside was different. Newton and her friends covered one of the wood-paneled walls with framed black-andwhite photographs of Clark Gable, Vivien Leigh, Marlene Deitrich and other icons of Hollywood’s golden age. They built a small stage for the Saturday night drag show and put up a glittery gold curtain. The bar was open three nights a week, and it was the only gay bar for 100 miles. People came from Tennessee and Alabama and all across Mississippi. They danced, watched comedians perform and ate barbecue in the back. Some Top: Newton tending bar at the original O’Hara’s. Middle: Regular performer Vonna Valentino after a show at O’Hara’s. Bottom: Valentino performing a Celine Dion song during a Saturday night cast show.