Jill’s existed by design, not accident. Located in the same building as Jack’s, one of Jackson’s long-standing gay bars, Jill’s was owned and operated by Jack Myers, creating a rare, intentional overlap of queer space in Mississippi—separate rooms, shared ground, and mutual survival.
In a city where visibility carried consequences, Jill’s offered women a space that was theirs without spectacle or explanation. You didn’t find it by accident; you were brought, told, or trusted in. Inside, it functioned as more than a bar—part meeting place, part refuge, part social anchor—quietly supporting a community that had few alternatives.
