Local minister helps CORE activists escape Chapel Hill unscathed
Rodenko explains how Chapel Hill minister Charles Jones came to the aid of the CORE Journey of Reconciliation activists following their arrest. He explains how CORE had pre-existing connections with lawyers and civil rights groups lined up throughout the South should such an incident occur. In Chapel Hill, Rodenko describues how a group of white supremacists had gathered and, had it not been for the help of Jones, the CORE workers may not have escaped Chapel Hill without being met with violence.
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Oral History Interview with Igal Roodenko, April 11, 1974. Interview B-0010. Southern Oral History Program Collection (#4007) in the Southern Oral History Program Collection, Southern Historical Collection, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
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- JERRY WINGATE:
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What happened after the arrests. I'm interested in how in 1947 the local
citizenry in Chapel Hill reacted.
- IGAL RODENKO:
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Well . . .
- JERRY WINGATE:
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Were there any demonstrations for or against the thing that had occurred?
Did it get a lot of media attention?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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The demonstrations that happened were not planned, and had a pretty heavy
impact upon my sweating ssystem. We were being held, we went through
this whole routine again, we were booked, and the
bus pulled out, and bus station and the jailhouse were just across the
street from each other, and we were standing in the front window of the
police station, waiting for the whole procedures to be completed, and we
saw a growing number of people around the bus station, muttering around
and milling around, and looking in our direction, and we were beginning
to feel safe in the hands of the police.
- JERRY WINGATE:
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Whites?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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Yes, and largely, well, the center of this were the cabbies, the people
who hang around the bus station anyway. Jim Peck, who was on the trip
but who had not been arrested, went out to make a phone call, or to get
something, and he was jostled a little, but he responded quite calm and
he came back to us, and nothing further happened.
Then, suddenly, Charlie Jones came into the police station, and the
procedures were completed Charlie Jones was a minister in Chapel Hill
and still lives here, and probably the focus of integration. Of what
integrationist feeling there was in the state of North Carolina, he was
it. He had integrated his church before anyone else had. I am told that
two elderly parishioners of his picketed his church every Sunday morning
during services because he had integrated his church. The Congress of
Industrial Organizations, the state structure,
wanted to hold their convention, and his church was the only place in
the whole state where they could meet since it was an integrated
body.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Someone called Charlie . . .
- IGAL RODENKO:
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We came to him when we came to Chapel Hill.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Did you have contacts in other places in the South where you were
going?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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Oh, yes. Part of the whole Gandhian thing was that we had a whole battery
of lawyers that we could call on. Several in Richmond, Spottswood
(Robinson)
- JERRY WINGATE:
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Robinson, it was.
- IGAL RODENKO:
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Yes. The ACLU people and the NAACP people, people we could call on in
case of trouble. Part of the structure was not knowing what would
happen, the people in the trip who were not the guinea pigs at any one
point were absolutely ready to call on help in case anything should
happen. Charlie was one such contact. He hustled us out of the police
station and into his car, and he lived on . . .
- JERRY WINGATE:
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Had you gotten out on bail or something?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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I think so. Just as we were coming out, we saw a bunch of these guys pile
into two cabs across the street . . .
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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I wonder why you weren't locked up?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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You see the story had started coming back, what the
bus drivers did, this was the end of the first week, they would call the
home office. The national office for Trailways was I think in Richmond,
and the national Trailways office and Greyhound began to see that this
was not an accident, this was part of a scheme and they were very afraid
of getting into legal things. You can lock up an oddball, but if you
have a whole structure behind him, you don't know what kind of
contention and litigation you are going to get into. I think this is why
Greyhound just said,"Lay off."
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Is that just an assumption that Greyhound had instructed not to lock
up?
- IGAL RODENKO:
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No, I just think that the police said, we are not going to do anything
unless the driver presses charges, and the driver did not know what to
do unless he asked the parent company, and Trailways said no, don't let
it happen, and Greyhound said, no, keep it cool as you possibly can.
Charlie lived on what is Franklin, and there was a back alley between
Franklin and the street next to it, and he packed us into his car and
rushed down this back alley and we got through the back door into his
house. Just as we got in and rushed to the front window and started
closing windows and doors and pulling down windowshades and things,
these two cabs drew up in front of the house, and eight or ten men
started to cross the lawn with clubs or sticks or some|thing,
in a sweat, and another car come up, and some guy
talked to them, and they left. Our assumption is that this guy said
let's not do this in open daylight.
We sat around not knowing what would happen. There were a few anonymous
calls in effect saying, get those nigger-lovers out of town before dark
or else there is no accounting what will happen to you. Charlie had been
smart enough. He had three or four daughters, and he had gotten his
family out of Chapel Hill several days before, just in anticipation of
what might happen. Finally we found someone who came along in two cars
and just scooted us out of Chapel Hill. The assumption is that Charlie
saved our lives or at least our limbs. There was no violence coming out
of that. Then we proceeded on with the rest of the journey.