Episode 3 - Smile Now, Cry Later
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What hidden stories does Yazoo Clay hold?
In Mississippi, Yazoo Clay keeps secrets. 7,000 bodies out there or more. A forgotten asylum cemetery.
It was my family's mystery.
Shame, guilt, propriety. Something keeps it all buried deep. Until it's not. I'm Larison Campbell, and this is Under Yazoo Clay. Listen on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. This episode contains descriptions of intimate partner violence. Please listen with care. The person that Lali went to school with was Daisy. They met in the seventh grade when they had homeroom together. For some reason, we ended up sitting on the same table and we ended up talking, you know? And to me, she was really beautiful. She had beautiful eyes. Her eyes are what caught my attention. I was like, wow. And we started getting close. She was so, like, nice, caring. She would always ask me, like, you know, like, those type of outgoing friends, how are you doing? How are you feeling? When I would talk to her, it was all like smiles, you know, like laughs and smiles and everything. And then we ended up getting closer in eighth grade because I had her for PE.
Junior high was more than a decade ago for Lolly. She's in her early 20s now. She's got wavy brown hair parted down the middle. And on the day that we met, she wore a Whitney Houston T-shirt. She wants to be a nurse someday, delivering babies. But for the time being, she delivers something else. Food from local restaurants. That's in between classes at East LA College. I first reached out to Lali on TikTok. Her profile is filled with funny, candid videos. Nothing too edited, nothing too trendy. Just snippets of everyday life. A friend walking around with a paper bag over her head. Soccer teammates banging on plastic bottles to make an ASMR drumbeat. Lali and I met up at a coffee shop in Huntington Park.
It's a working-class suburb just a few miles south of downtown Los Angeles. We sat at an outdoor table on Pacific Boulevard, the main shopping district. It's filled with signs in Spanish advertising tax lawyers and passport photos. There are huge, glittery boutiques that sell tuxedos and princess-like quinceañera dresses. The businesses here cater to a population of mostly immigrants, like Lolly's family. They're from Tabasco, Mexico, and Daisy's family back when they lived here. They're from Mexico City. Daisy and Lolly bonded instantly. They had the kind of closeness where they could spend hours together, sometimes without even saying a word. But there were times when Lolly wondered if there was more going on with Daisy than she let on.
I feel like she never really told me what was going on deep, deep inside. Maybe she didn't want people knowing. Maybe she wanted to make it seem like she was always fine. You know, because that's what she seemed like. It seemed like she was always okay. It seemed like she was always happy. This idea that Daisy always put on a smile, no matter what. It was something that came up a lot when I spoke to her friends. She could have been going through problems and she would put yours before hers. She wouldn't even tell you about hers to help you with yours. So I feel like that shows a lot. There's not a lot of people that would do that. A lot of people just focus on them. Like, oh, my problems, my problems. And when you try talking about yours, it's like, oh, no, not right now. I'm talking about mine.
Lolly and Daisy drifted apart in high school. Lolly went to one school, Daisy to another. But Daisy always stayed on Lolly's mind. Daisy and Lolly would end up having a chance encounter in high school.
And this encounter, it shed light on Daisy's inner life, on one of the difficult things that she was struggling with in the years after they lost touch. It still haunts Lolly today. When I found out what happened, that's when I was like, damn. Like, I felt guilty. I felt remorse, and I was like, damn, like, I wonder if I could have helped her. I'm Jen Swan from London Audio, iHeartRadio, and executive producer, Paris Hilton. This is My Friend Daisy, Episode 3. Smile now, cry later.
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