![]() I went into a colored bar, and no one would speak to me, terrified of what I could be.the danger I represented as a white woman to black men who had seen too many of their own decorating the limbs of trees for even whistling at a white woman. I drank from 'colored' water fountains, expecting to be arrested. I was born in segregated Birmingham, and knew no other childhood but one in which the pulpits were screamingly silent on the subject of the evil of segregation, the law of our state. ![]() As a Birmingham child of the 60s, participating in lunch counter integrations, civil rights marches and continual if fruitless letter-writing campaigns, I find some of her interviewees somewhat self-serving in their comments. ![]()
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