Yes, these were white, middle-class pacifists, and largely religious,
Christian. So they worked on this roller-skating rink and won. So we
worked on this swimming pool just outside of New York City that didn'y
allow blacks in, and there were a few heads busted and people jailed,
but we won that too. The Palisades swimming pool was opened up. Then, by
'47, the idea came along that we ought to get into the belly of the
beast, that is, into the South. We had this very simplistic Yankee
attitude that this was really where the discrimination and the hatred
and so on were, and that while we weren't perfect up North, we were
pretty good. It was the old missionary attitude, my soul is alright, it
is those poor heathen African souls which need saving. So the Journey of
Reconciliation was started. The specific idea was that, in 1946, the
Supreme Court passed the Irene Morgan decision. Here was a black woman
who contesetd the Jim Crow seating in public transportation and won, the
court holding that if one held a ticket going from one state to another,
the Jim Crow laws were an undue burden on interstate traffic. We were
very excited about this, but within a year we decided we wanted to
find
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and Greyhound, were living up to this decision. So we very carefully
planned this Journey of Reconciliation which was to last two weeks. We
got interstate tickets, starting from Washington, down through Richmnod
and down into North Carolina, across North Carolina into Kentucky and
Tennessee, and then back through Virginia to Washington. We broke up
into two groups, one group going Trailways and the other Greyhound. We
would stop each night in a town and generally have a public meeting at a
college or a black church, and then proceed the next day. Each day we
would decide on two guinea pigs, a black and a white would sit together
in the front or two whites would sit in the back, or two blacks would
sit in the front. The others on the trip, and there were about twenty or
twenty five of us,
1 would act as
observers, so that if and when these cases came to court they could act
as witnesses. We were pretty apprehensive at first, at least I know that
I was. Yet, there were some courageous souls who sort of set the pattern
from the very first day, Conrad Lynn an absolutely outspoken black
lawyer; Wally Nelson, a black activist and pacifist for many years;
Bayard Rustin, black organizer for the Fellowship of Reconciliation, who
traveled throughout the South for many years, during the thirties, as an
anti-war organizer. The others of us got a little courageous as it went
along. What happened in most of
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we would sit down according to plan and the bus driver would tell us we
couldn't do this, and then we would tell him as politely as we could
that we were going on the Supreme Court decision, and we recognized his
right to be as—we didn't say it this way—to be as prejudiced as he
wanted to be, but you can't enforce an illegal prejudice on us. We
insisted upon sitting where we were sitting, and the only way we would
move is if we are placed under arrest, in which case we would be able to
bring this situation to court and have it adjudicated, under the law.
Sometimes the holdup was very brief, and sometimes it was stretched out.
The Greyhound buses were very cooperative, in the sense that when they
saw how determined we were, they overlooked us as much as possible. They
ignored it, they did not occasion any arrests. Trailways were much more
difficult about this, and there must have been six or seven arrests in
the course of the Trailways trip, but the charges were all dropped
except in our case, and this is the Chapel Hill arrest.
The orginal plan was for Joe Felmet here, and was it Andy Johnson, Andy
was black, for the two of them to sit in the front of the bus, and I was
sitting in the back, somewhere over a wheel, and Bayard [Rustin] was
sitting somewhere behind me, and there might have been two or three
others in the bus, I don't remember. Then the bus driver got into the
bus, ready to take off, and he
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counting his passengers, and he saw these two people together in the
third seat behind him, and he came over and told them they couldn't do
it, and Joe and Andy went through the verbal confrontation. This was
kind of stretched out some, and finally the driver decided the only
thing he could do was go out and call the police, and the police station
was just across the street from the bus station at that time. The police
came in and they asked Joe, who was sitting on the aisle, to get out of
the way so they could arrest Andy, Andy had said he would not go
voluntarily, they would have to take him. The tone seemed to be that we
white folk understand what it is all about, don't we Joe, and Joe of
course would cooperate and get out of the way, but, of course, Joe
didn't. So they had to lug them both out, and this held up the bus a
while longer, because the driver had to go into the police station and
sign the papers and go through the formalities.