Category: My Life

Mississippi Newsletter February 18, 1965

852 Short Street Jackson, Mississippi February 18, 1965 No FREEDOM in SCHOOL! Here is the story that no Mississippi newspaper dares to print: More than a thousand students in Issaquena and Sharkey counties have refused to go back to school because the principal, following the orders of an all-white school board, has not permitted them …

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Mississippi Newsletter January 10, 1965

January 10, 1965 Dear friends: We went into the center of town the other day with Mrs Bell, our landlady:  tax paying time had rolled around again, and we drove her to City Hall and then to the County Court House.  Both coming and going our ride was uneventful; upon our arrival at 1208 Trinity, …

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Mississippi Newsletter December 25, 1964

Jackson, Mississippi December 25, 1964 Today is the birthday of the King of Kings. We celebrated it among the “people that walk in darkness, who have seen a great light: they that dwell in the valley of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined.” In the church-burning capital of the world, Mississippi, …

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Mississippi Newsletter December 9, 1964

December 9, 1964 Things have been happening at last.  Two weeks ago the State COFO coordinator and Jackson office manager, Jesse Morris, called a meeting to reorganize the office and to tackle the problems of the city.  At that meeting, the Jackson Project was formally re-launched and assigned the former book-warehouse as headquarters. Immediately thereafter, …

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Mississippi Newsletter November 28, 1964

℅ Mrs. Bell 1208 Trinity Jackson, Miss Nov. 28, 1964 Sorry we’ve been silent for so long, but as you can imagine, we have been pretty busy, especially this past week. We are finally official — that is to say, we how make up half of the Jackson Project, which, depending on staff and other …

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Mississippi Newsletter November 10, 1964

Nov. 10, 1964 Well, we’re finally getting to work, in a manner of speaking, and if things continue the way they’ve started out, it should be a terrific year. So far we have one Freedom School class going — about thirty high school students, all bright and eager to talk.  It’s not a highly organized …

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My Father, the Mensch

Postwar Germany, according to the writer Manfred Jurgensen, who grew up there, was “a period which often posed much more danger than the war itself. Severe deprivation, starvation and death were everywhere. This generation grew up without any real parental guidance and direction, and living through the years where all norms of society were virtually …

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