Yes. I remember the stories and photos of Bull Connor, fire hoses and the dogs. I didn't live in the south at the time and spent most of my formative years in Oklahoma and Texas.
From my childhood, though, I do recall the segregated water fountains and the Jim Crow train cars.
You probably recall, as well, that most Southern cities in the fifties had two downtowns -- the white downtown and the black downtown. Each with their own hotels, department stores, banks and office buildings.
Driving thru the seedy remains of the black downtowns today still recalls what must have been a prosperous and thriving black middle class.
Segregation was bad, to be sure. But was it appreciably worse than the disintegrated families, dystopic culture and governmental dependence that blacks deal with today.
Yes. I remember the stories and photos of Bull Connor, fire hoses and the dogs. I didn't live in the south at the time and spent most of my formative years in Oklahoma and Texas.
Seems to me, I also recall an article about a Woolworth's in Meridian, MS.
From my childhood, though, I do recall the segregated water fountains and the Jim Crow train cars.
You probably recall, as well, that most Southern cities in the fifties had two downtowns -- the white downtown and the black downtown. Each with their own hotels, department stores, banks and office buildings.
Driving thru the seedy remains of the black downtowns today still recalls what must have been a prosperous and thriving black middle class.
Segregation was bad, to be sure. But was it appreciably worse than the disintegrated families, governmental dependence and dystopic culture that blacks deal with today?