We were heavily pressured to “participate”, and yes, I was worried that he might have been “scathed” for his quiet reluctance.
I am surprised that you remember, for you were only 7, if I remember right.
Here is an article, with some photos of the protesting going on.
I distinctly recall hearing about riots at UB and how you were worried about him getting home okay. Angela and I would watch the car headlights coming toward our apartment on Main St. from our bedroom window, trying to figure out if each car was a white VW bug or not.