tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338295728755560702024-03-04T23:18:41.626-08:00WEDNESDAYS TODAY: JOIN THE CONVERSATION!Wednesdays Today is a blog based on the documentary film Wednesdays in Mississippi. This doc in progress chronicles the relationship between Dorothy Height, head of the National Council of Negro Women, and Polly Cowan- an affluent Jewish New Yorker and social activist. In 1964, they created Wednesdays In Mississippi a interfaith and interracial movement of women who changed the political landscape of the United States.WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-27736590387088964222013-01-10T11:38:00.001-08:002013-01-10T11:38:03.092-08:00We Remember - Polly Spiegel Cowan, 1913 - 1976 | Jewish Women's Archive<a href="http://jwa.org/weremember/cowan-polly#.UO8YhEsyD6Y.blogger">We Remember - Polly Spiegel Cowan, 1913 - 1976 | Jewish Women's Archive</a>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-14174315242350345652011-09-14T13:01:00.000-07:002011-09-15T01:13:22.993-07:00The Real Housewives of Jackson, Mississippi<div style="text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_ckOoMQfUSHNq5xdUTWMn8VlDXT52SSuiY5RTO8ixM9Q5tDBStiijj6OvDA9vcuP0obnLHhk15b-NRj3w7OKjDeY4knLC4ICDGuqfqZKSrbLOt-a4MIi0NwqEg7bb06f0jOpBMnsLFM/s1600/JWA2000.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_ckOoMQfUSHNq5xdUTWMn8VlDXT52SSuiY5RTO8ixM9Q5tDBStiijj6OvDA9vcuP0obnLHhk15b-NRj3w7OKjDeY4knLC4ICDGuqfqZKSrbLOt-a4MIi0NwqEg7bb06f0jOpBMnsLFM/s320/JWA2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652494416586877874" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >T</span><span class="Apple-style-span">here been a lot of buzz recently about (the book and movie) </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span">The Help</span></i></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> – Is it “true”? Who is represented fairly? What’s good and is not so good. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Many question the actual merits of movie’s </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></i></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">“feel good” approach to race relations. As filmmakers this controversy has confirmed our belief that we need more books, more films, and most importantly more talk about what really happened in Mississippi during this time of enormous change. </span></span><div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> </div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Set</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> in the middle of the civil rights era in Mississippi, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">The Help</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> depicts the relationship between two groups of women-- middle class white southern women and their black maids. At the end of the day, it is a piece of fiction, one writer’s interpretation of the complexity of racial relationships in the south. Yet, during this same time period there were real-life black and white women in Mississippi quietly, and some times not so quietly, working hard to dismantle the dehumanizing Jim Crow system. These women were obsessed, not about their toilets or polished silver, but rather about the abject terror incited by such racist stalwarts as the White Citizens Council and the Ku Klux Klan. They were determined to do what they could to help create a more just society for themselves and their children. A few years ago we discovered a story about a few of these very real and committed Mississippi women. As documentary filmmakers, we felt compelled to add their story to our shared history. It is the story of an amazing, yet little known organization called </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Wednesdays in Mississippi</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">During the summer of 1964 under the banner of Wednesdays in Mississippi, over 400 women,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> both black and white met behind tightly drawn curtains to discuss how they could support the civil rights movement. These were middle class women—white women who did have ‘help’, yet could clearly see the cruelty and the untenable nature of the segregated system. They were also black women who were not maids, but who were business owners, schoolteachers, nurses and librarians. They all were women with power and the will to invoke change. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">These revolutionary meetings were organized by </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Dorothy Height</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">, the head of the National Council of Negro Women and her close friend and colleague, Jewish political activist, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Polly Cowan</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">. Dorothy and Polly were northern, yet they knew women all over Mississippi were working to support civil rights. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" >The summer of 1964 was Freedom Summer. Thousands of Northern college kids came into Mississippi to set up Freedom Schools and register people to vote. That same summer </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Wednesdays in Mississippi</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> brought black and white women from the north into Jackson to meet with their southern counterparts. Here’s how it worked: every week a team of women from a different northern city flew into Jackson. They came in undercover, as respectable ladies- wearing white gloves and pearls. They went into the heat and terror of Jackson, often against the wishes of their families, sometimes with great risk to their personal safety. Their goal was to listen to and support the women of Mississippi who sought peaceful and lasting change. </span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">While in Mississippi these northern women met with women like </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Elaine Crystal</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">, a Jewish woman who decided, “to stop playing bridge and be a part of some thing that made a difference.” Elaine helped form Mississippians For Public Education and fought to keep the public schools opened. And women like </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Jane Schutt</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">, who was an active member of the integrated organization Church Women United and served as the chair of the Mississippi Advisory Committee to the US Commission on Civil Rights. When in December of 1963, the Klan burned a cross on Jane’s yard, she decorated it with Christmas lights and kept right on working for racial equality. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">In the black community they found women like </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Clarie Collins Harvey</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">. A prominent businesswoman, Clarie had the economic freedom to boldly stand up to racist policies. She started WomenPower Unlimited, a grassroots organization to support young civil rights workers in the state and to register black voters. Clarie also developed the Chain of Friendship, an informal network of white women outside of Mississippi who supported the efforts of women fighting for integration inside the state. </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Jessie Mosley</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> was another mover and shaker in the black community. </span><span style=";font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" >A professor’s wife, she started the first chapter of the National Council of Negro Women in Mississippi in the 1950s. While her husband’s courses at the Jackson State University “were often observed by members of the Klan or White Citizen’s Council”, this did not deter Jessie. She was a huge supporter of </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Wednesdays in Mississippi</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> and worked closely with Fannie Lou Hamer and other women activists to develop Head Start programs. <o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdfFeevxdGvlIvnFnoiBPRae-fxnqJZ6MzZrP7gTpDjYqQ4CWmYJXp448yJEOkv0NhN9BqWvV0imZfEDLof4tgweH-DB65TUXDyONRCaBRm8mZG7e1JmrmbQR4BKJ0diq2rnCI9ZZNBU/s1600/Jessie+img025.tif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdfFeevxdGvlIvnFnoiBPRae-fxnqJZ6MzZrP7gTpDjYqQ4CWmYJXp448yJEOkv0NhN9BqWvV0imZfEDLof4tgweH-DB65TUXDyONRCaBRm8mZG7e1JmrmbQR4BKJ0diq2rnCI9ZZNBU/s320/Jessie+img025.tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652441477331212930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Jessie Mosley</span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="font-family: arial;">T</span></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" >hroughout the 1960’s Dorothy Height and Polly Cowan continued to work through <i>Wednesdays in Mississippi</i></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" > (which later became Workshops in Mississippi) to join black and white women together.<span style=""> </span>They spread throughout the state helping women work together to develop everything from home ownership projects for low-income families to community-based farm co-ops.</span> <span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p> </span></p><p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoBodyText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoBodyText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;font-size:100%;" >In the end, it doesn’t seem fair to place the burden of truth on just one story, like <i><span class="Apple-style-span">The Help.</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Wednesdays in Mississippi</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"> offers another perspective on this “truth”. As those who were involved in this project are now reaching their 70s, 80s, and 90s, it is crucial that their story like so many others from that time be documented before they’re gone. The truth will be found when the stories of those on the front line and in the living rooms, t</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">hose who were the backbone of the movement are told. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Wednesdays in Mississippi</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"> is just one of those many stories.</span></span></p><p class="MsoBodyText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghPp_BxkcVTVwwKWSkS9jhChtdI2AD-64QqCI7qvUggh40V0Dc_SXpNiaNNQIQzEkE74BvP0tSRYIPMiEOOPgNKO0k057qAteTxalh5kpTv3I777OSQPrnYJwA2qncyPs6s0343aHlBFw/s1600/NABWH_001_S14_2846new.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghPp_BxkcVTVwwKWSkS9jhChtdI2AD-64QqCI7qvUggh40V0Dc_SXpNiaNNQIQzEkE74BvP0tSRYIPMiEOOPgNKO0k057qAteTxalh5kpTv3I777OSQPrnYJwA2qncyPs6s0343aHlBFw/s320/NABWH_001_S14_2846new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652487502034797762" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoBodyText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMGfpIsRa1D2VKpVNiP_IE7ZOXyyPoqWNrct4YIKsJ7sxc3OiAAeGs6nJ0x2nJ-69iUySqd6IxjZq54bizIDEP4U_cIuMOb8Mg0aDAfa0p1gtL-5nZ7vaJ81Q-MVEoCK1-kmvKRxXqQI/s1600/DH%252C+PC+%2526+Hamernew.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMGfpIsRa1D2VKpVNiP_IE7ZOXyyPoqWNrct4YIKsJ7sxc3OiAAeGs6nJ0x2nJ-69iUySqd6IxjZq54bizIDEP4U_cIuMOb8Mg0aDAfa0p1gtL-5nZ7vaJ81Q-MVEoCK1-kmvKRxXqQI/s320/DH%252C+PC+%2526+Hamernew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652490606920331618" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoBodyText"></p> <p class="MsoBodyText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoBodyText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoBodyText"><span style="font-family:Helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="font-size:100%;">T</span>o find about more about Wednesdays In Mississippi and other women in the movement, please check out the following links</span>:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.wimsfilmproject.com/">Go To WIMS Film Project</a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.history.uh.edu/cph/WIMS/">http://www.history.uh.edu/cph/WIMS/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Wednesdays-in-Mississippi-Film-Project/266953138296">http://www.facebook.com/pages/Wednesdays-in-Mississippi-Film-Project/266953138296</a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://jwa.org/teach/livingthelegacy">http://jwa.org/teach/livingthelegacy</a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.sites.si.edu/exhibitions/exhibits/freedoms_sisters/main.htm">http://www.sites.si.edu/exhibitions/exhibits/freedoms_sisters/main.htm</a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(56, 116, 76);font-family:ArialMT;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.nps.gov/mamc/index.htm">http://www.nps.gov/mamc/index.htm</a></span><!--EndFragment--><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-76447213301505172152010-11-24T06:55:00.001-08:002010-12-09T11:12:05.150-08:00Susie Goodwillie Remembers Doris Wilson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEEnyPy-azEDZater2gOueL3tAczu1TYo1-DHCmWOHEbB7nsF76n3rc-JZCJSIWJd7MA1Wlo1A6tQ7XbIX94zLQqhOdVVfAc6SVJ9xLX-WV5N8CbnDzZ9rAfI2vXD3DZL30B5u-GJ-gE/s1600/WS+Interview+2.jpg"><br /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdjNBP5HCGTVB1ipCk9VXvI2FCp6tolGElZQj7Hu27Nr8fKv3diWgP7iMDSZMIMkR-dJGFdtpN0rPjfCHlLEHt5jquBzRRjnZuPBRd_y9oYfrEkdaG4AF8m7_eLE0b6_o3aF1nRnCdKPs/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543132066447553010" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3on-AELU857gOhmU_cFFPYVBZOvUszsIvs6ZiP7ecalC9QKGjxOTd9kyPyUMAxxppu0dbNKQixpGc6v5002nrqMfSmD44mIVWVpqIArkqkB9HdobyH6mcWzMXjk3KCVMvrL5ANeDV8jI/s1600/img062.jpg"><br /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3on-AELU857gOhmU_cFFPYVBZOvUszsIvs6ZiP7ecalC9QKGjxOTd9kyPyUMAxxppu0dbNKQixpGc6v5002nrqMfSmD44mIVWVpqIArkqkB9HdobyH6mcWzMXjk3KCVMvrL5ANeDV8jI/s320/img062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543145484049787090" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Susie Goodwillie Stedma</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">n</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">When Doris and I met in the summer of 1964, I was 22 years old and Doris was 43. I knew that she had at least two <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">masters degrees, and many years of experience as an executive with the YWCA, but she didn’t seem nearly</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:arial;"> as old as she was. I thought she might have been five or ten years older than I.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">She impressed me enormously. She was striking to look at, with fire in her eyes and a broad grin. She was wise as well as smart, and didn’t suffer fools. She sparkled, but she also meant business. She seemed to know how to handle things and I was grateful for that. As the summer grew hot in Mississippi, I felt far more secure than I otherwise might have because Doris was there, on my team.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">If I try to remember details, however, I realize how little Doris and I got to know each other then, even though we were working together to make the WIMS project happen on the ground. The exigencies of that strange society gave us little opportunity to be together.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">A major problem at the outset was finding a place where Doris and I could meet. My volunteer companion, Diane, and I were staying in a fancy apartment house called Magnolia Towers that was owned by staunch members of the White Citizens’ Council. Our rent was paid by the National Council of Negro Women, but of course we had to “launder” the money before it was turned over to the landlords. They’d have died if they knew where the rent money came from, and they certainly wouldn’t have countenanced Doris walking in the front door for a visit. Had she carried laundry in through the back service entrance, that might have conformed to “local custom,” but none of us was about to consider it.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">So, the problem was finding a place where Doris and Diane and I could meet! It shouldn’t have been such a big deal, but in Jackson, Mississippi in the summer of 1964, it was a huge deal. We searched and we searched and finally (with prodding from Doris, I suspect), Mrs. Lillie Bell Jones, the director of the branch (Negro) YWCA in Jackson, took a deep breath and agreed to let Diane and me come there to meet with Doris. How we got there was another challenge, but we managed it. Mrs. Jones warned that we had to be very careful about who saw us, and we couldn’t stay long, but it worked and seemed to be a wonderful solution. Diane and I always felt safer when we were at the branch Y-- with Mrs. Jones and Doris--than when we were on the white side of town.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">The other time each week that we were “together” was at the airport, when we met the incoming teams. Diane and I would stand in the airport lobby, looking out the big plate glass window, waiting for the plane to arrive, and Doris would be standing at the same window, only no where near where we stood. We of course could not speak or even acknowledge one another, and when the plane disgorged the WIMS team, black and white, who’d flown together from their home city up north, the women knew to separate as they came through the gate. The black women were greeted by Doris as the white women moved toward Diane and me. They had been trained to make it seem as if there was no connection between them. (It was at moments like these that I had to pinch myself to remember that I was really still in the United States of America.)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Because of the way things were, we didn’t see much of Doris otherwise, except when we’d take a whole team to visit a Freedom School or voter registration project in the hinterlands. We would drive separately to the selected site, of course, and it was always a fine reunion when we could all be together again.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Thirty-six years later, as I was approaching 60 and Doris four score, I found that she lived in Pittsburgh and called her to invite her to a WIMS reunion hosted by the Children’s Defense Fund in April 2000. We talked excitedly for more than an hour. We laughed and cried and couldn’t believe that we’d found each other again. Now, it turns out, we have connections we’d never dreamed of, and we are loving getting to know each other, in freedom, at last.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;font-size:13px;"><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">* This article was originally published on University of Virginia's on-line exhibit web site- </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Wednesdays in Mississippi: Civil Rights as Women's Work. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">The site is now being hosted by the University of Houston Center for Public History. The link to exhibit is http://www.history.uh.edu/cph/WIMS/</span></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Postscript: </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Doris and Susie were the on-ground staff members in Jackson, MS in 1964. </span></span></i></span></i></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></i></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">In 2006, the Wednesdays in Mississippi film crew headed to Pittsburgh to interview Doris Wilson. She was the second person we interviewed with our first little bit of grant monies. We spent three wonderful days with Doris. At 85 years old, Doris was vibrant, brilliant, outspoken and embraced all us like a loving and generous auntie. She was very wise, yet extremely contemporary. It was early in our process and we were still formulating the film. Looking back on Doris' interview now we realize that she gave us insights into WIMS that we didn't even know we needed at the time. We are truly grateful for this. </span></i></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, Tahoma, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif, SunSans-Regular;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Doris passed away on July 13, 2008. Her shining spirit and her unwavering commitment to social justice lives on in our hearts. </span></i></p></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9enQ4HzM-Wtg5VM4jO1OwEWyHkUWgHRw96o0oUO30TzHlVdjoDxOmhi9YDZUL0vGQTSFmNuBPWMv5Ne5BQPEPX-_aloOsKb7xTCcpadBXpckiMpfgwscyql68qdCydMv9QQH6rTqeCLM/s1600/JB+1001.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9enQ4HzM-Wtg5VM4jO1OwEWyHkUWgHRw96o0oUO30TzHlVdjoDxOmhi9YDZUL0vGQTSFmNuBPWMv5Ne5BQPEPX-_aloOsKb7xTCcpadBXpckiMpfgwscyql68qdCydMv9QQH6rTqeCLM/s400/JB+1001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548540910725396370" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Susie Goodwillie Stedman & Doris Wilson at WIMS Reunio</span><b>n</b></i></span></span><p></p><br /><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8TbAAmCbgM-j-l3b10cgS4qmJHObyJnI9paCPChUDaWvt8XRr8i_jW7nWBdYn4IWNn_pz3O_nQ0BLqY0WVqDlnJczNzu_4PB-xAdnTEJ2D85XxXO9Fy5EtVFHVjvouw87aA7yENkBXSE/s320/Doris+on+couch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543154455367334754" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><br /></i></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Doris Wilson- 2006</span></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><br /></i></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><br /></i></span></b></span></div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRWQB0nyDRH7A7VAdkpPOzcb53TbjjE4BoIS6V-YaBnNzVHWRgIZKxjAeDvv6M21uQ4BbDny6YX52NiHyvaU33D4LDZQiaHQQZk4IhV6PIUopYptKxvaQfBn73R6NhWKOWg2gOrQeJMM/s1600/n1138686319_30080753_4030.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRWQB0nyDRH7A7VAdkpPOzcb53TbjjE4BoIS6V-YaBnNzVHWRgIZKxjAeDvv6M21uQ4BbDny6YX52NiHyvaU33D4LDZQiaHQQZk4IhV6PIUopYptKxvaQfBn73R6NhWKOWg2gOrQeJMM/s320/n1138686319_30080753_4030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546137086985507922" /></a><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Doris Wilson and WIMS Film Director Mar</span></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">lene McCurtis</span></span></i></span></div></div>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-60190566531037060832010-11-20T08:42:00.000-08:002010-11-21T12:14:57.730-08:00We See You Awards!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdvORrGsex4qqLO0g0VTRKmVsFANnV2KQn05tyULkalHcxnFkRb9DI_NM8E0sEUGqERRqVxMmdNxuuwO2u3FVR3iibHU5M331T9DToZBL5S83lwsudGZTvCQZYpQ3x0IU6Rm3Hr2wI61Q/s200/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541722828795046786" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnHqi6LzoN_LOsaa9txv92iTB0kQwKW_SndXzMQc1D5ZGnLO52DJnK83mOOrr6bFC2niuHrt8r3zvWJJYk4bq44Hyf6m9ImtlURypSFyI5rcbPkUv8ibNC22BUySLtVBB71j1fxo3PKl4/s200/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541722820424778562" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">T</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">he WIMS production team was back in the editing room last month to create a video tribute for our beloved Dr. Dorothy Height. The short tribute film was screened on October 17th at the 5th Annual "We See You Awards", held at the Skirball Cultural Center.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The "We See You Awards" are sponsored by a wonderful L.A. based organization, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Sisters at the Well</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">. National Council of Negro Women member Barbara Perkins, launched S</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">isters at the Well</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> in 2003 because of her "desire to be in the company of inspiring women. committed to building on the solid foundation of sisterhood, left by generations of strong black women." Barbar</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">a strongly believes that "when women gather at the metaphoric Well, together they find answers to questions and solutions to problems." Sounds a lot like the courageous women of Wednesdays in Mississippi! And we all know when women gather change happens!<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Since 2005, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Sisters at the Well</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> has honored and celebrated women through their "We See You Awards". Each year the "We See You Awards" recognizes five outstanding women, "whose collective work spans over 100 years of service to women and families across the country and abroad."</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">T</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">his year's honorees were: </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: normal; "><em><a href="http://www.house.gov/watson/" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Honorable</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Congresswoman Diane E. Watson</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">,</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">a lifetime resident of the 33rd California Congressional District, currently serves on the International Relations and Government Reform Committees</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">.</span></span></span></span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://brotherhoodcrusade.org/Home.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Charisse Bremond-Weaver</span></span></a></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">President of the Brotherhood Crusade, the community service and development organization founded by her late father, Walther Bremond, in 1968.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><a href="http://www.kinetacorp.com/pines.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Denise Pines</span></span></span></em></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">President of denise+pines inc., a brand strateg</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">y, media development and event production firm. </span></span></span><em><a href="http://www.kinetacorp.com/pines.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Denise</span></span></span></a></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> served as the President of The Tavis Smiley Group, Inc. for 15 years.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><a href="http://www.sempra.com/community/sharingWorks/sharing1Q2006_MS.htm" style="text-decoration: none; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Kimberly Freeman</span></span></span></em></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> Director of Community relations Southern California Gas Company.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_oHCx_ojjcpkpXdgPZHPo2j6RyHlUIDufYhMSMdlELqaZDfPDEmcYth1STG-gOv6u0Y66FXD8be3SM-NjYZPVTc4HaOIDJrJTuAK6ZvqRQZPHyROM88LU6Xay5OcF3_xzQk1COWw_2U0/s320/GerryCambridgeFH000033002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537984996488619282" /></a><div>One of the most rewarding things about working on Wednesdays in Mississippi is the opportunity to meet, sit with and talk to amazing, thoughtful and inspiring women. Geraldine Zetzel is one of these remarkable women. We recently "discovered" her and hope to film an interview with her in Boston soon. <div><br /></div><div>Geraldine went to Mississippi in 1964 as part of the Team #2 from Boston, MA. She decided to take the journey south out of her own concern "for justice and equality". She also went because her dear friend Alice Ryerson asked her to come with her. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>G</i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">eraldine Zetzel, 1961</span></i> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Like many of the Wednesdays' women, Alice's daughter Susan was a SNCC volunteer in Mississippi that summer. Northern women went south not only to support local women, but to support the incredible efforts of the young people who had dedicated their summer to fighting for racial justice. They went as activists and as mothers. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div>Today, Geraldine lives in Cambridge, MA. She is a poet, teacher, activist and student of Buddhism. To read some of her poetry, go to http://www.poetrybookdesign.com/poet.html</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In 2001, Geraldine wrote an article about her experiences behind the "cotton curtain". These are the memories and words of a woman who had the courage to <span><span></span></span>get out of her arm chair and make a difference.</div><div><br /></div><div><!--StartFragment--> <div class="Section1"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b>WEDNESDAYS IN <span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>MISSISSIPPI</b><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> By </span><i>Geraldine (Kohlenberg) Zetzel</i><span style="font-style:normal"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">In the early summer of 1964, <b>Polly Cowan</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> contacted </span><b>Alice Ryerson</b><span style="font-weight:normal">, a friend who also summered on Martha’s Vineyard, about the project. Alice’s daughter, Susan, was then working in Mississippi as one of the volunteers, so Alice was eager to go. She recruited me to go with her.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Members of the group:</b><span style="font-weight:normal"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Laya Wiesner, Ruth Batson, Mrs. Hyams, Mrs. Williams and Mrs. Morris (sisters), Mrs. Willen, and Sister Catherine John.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><b>Staff: </b><span style="font-weight:normal">Susan Goodwillie, Diane Vivell, Doris Wilson.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <b>From my notes:</b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Beginning with the plane to Jackson<b>,</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> the feeling of being in enemy territory. (N.B. This was shortly after the disappearance of the three young civil rights workers. Everyone was very tense. We had been briefed and instructed not to act as though we were traveling as a group...)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ruth Batson comments that she didn’t know the trip was to be “segregated.” None of us comfortable about this.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">The effort not to notice whether people are noticing us--one beady-eyed lady watching us all, especially Ms. Hyams. Noting that the flight attendants’ sweet Southern expressions of professional solicitousness never varied, but wondering what they say when they go off duty.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Arriving in Birmingham, everything so beautiful from the heights--why can’t it BE that simple? Green round trees, pine-woods, little farms, rust-colored earth plowed and sown, green crops coming up. Neat houses with shade trees and pools. Birmingham airport all pale blue and cream. (Getting off and being met, I remember being painfully conscious of having to split up into Whites and Blacks--it felt awful.)<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">In the limousine from the airport to the hotel in Jackson, feeling uneasy about the extra passenger we didn’t know--what if he’s a Citizen’s Council spy? When the bellhop brought up our bags, he turned at the door and very pointedly said to us, “If there’s anything you need, ask for Dale...” We were sure he knew who we were and why we were there. We felt protected by an underground, a network.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Day 2. Laya, Alice and I went with a Jackson lady, <b>Ms. Schutt </b><span style="font-weight:normal">to a meeting of the League of Women Voters at the house of </span><b>Mrs. Rawls.</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> There were about 12 women present, only two of them Jackson natives--the others had lived there varying lengths of time. After some preliminary socializing, someone asked, “Now tell us why you’re here?” Alice replied it was out of concern for the volunteers. This brought a flood of answers, about inflammatory statements the students were making, letters they’d written, and rumors that they were all “beatniks” and mentally disturbed. Ms. Rawls exploded, saying that we didn’t know anything about race relations, we’d never lived with Negroes, etc.<o:p></o:p></span></p> </div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>A very lively discussion ensued, with many differing points of view. The level of intimidation included, we learned, that L.W.V. members’ husbands were told to have their wives withdraw from “that Commie’ organization. Many speculations about the motivation of the civil rights workers--including the question of how any mother could ALLOW her child to live in a Negro family’s house--complete astonishment when Alice said she was proud of her daughter (the group was incredulous, having assumed her child was male!) Suspicion voiced that not all were really legitimate COFO workers, or that they all had been screened and trained before coming.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">About the three workers who had disappeared, the women said 75% think they’re hiding, many believe in a conspiracy theory, that they were deliberately killed by CORE & SNCC as a way to enable the federal government (or the U.N.) to “take over” Mississippi. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">A moving speech by Ms. Scutt, who hadn’t wanted to believe that Blacks were being intimidated or oppressed, but has come to see that it’s so. Mrs. Moore reported talking it over with her husband and small children, and deciding to go ahead and commit herself to the civil rights cause. Another mother who reported that neighbors wouldn’t let their kids play with hers because they talked about “brotherly love.”The fear of talking to others and finding themselves on different sides of the issue. An Englishwoman who asked what she should say to her son when he said, “I want to sit in the back of the bus.” Discussion of guilt feelings, and of lack of contact with any educated Black people. The sense that Jackson is different, the problems are in the country, in other towns. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Day 2.</b><span style="font-weight:normal"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>We drove to Canton, at that time a town with about twice a many Black as White inhabitants. Our driver tried to follow a little map, but we got lost. The driver explained there were no lights and few street-names in the Negro section of town, and in the white sections “it’s an occupational hazard--we can’t ask directions to the COFO offices--for obvious reasons.” Indeed we got lost, and when we stopped at a store to ask directions--it turned out to be a white-owned store. Right after that we began to be followed by two men in a pick-up truck--the Deputy Sheriff’s. The driver said, “They’re here to protect us,--or so we should make them think...”<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">In the course of this day we visited Freedom House, two Freedom Schools, a Catholic mission, the Community Center, and met with many COFO workers and community leaders. Here are some of the names: <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>George Raymond</b><span style="font-weight:normal">, a young community organizer, from New Orleans originally<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>Mr. Cameron, Mr. Beech & Mr. Edwards</b><span style="font-weight:normal">, ministers<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>Mrs. Robinson,</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> host family for one of the student workers, & adult literacy teacher<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>Nancy Wright & Mike Piori</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> volunteers <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>Mrs. Divine</b><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"> <o:p></o:p></p> <span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We saw great things going on with the children in the schools and community center. A lot of creative and courageous work was going on with the kids, trying to offset the poor</span></span><span style="Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;"> </span><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span></span><span style="font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">chooling and the messages about inferiority that they’d gotten in their regular schools. We heard many stories of the struggle for voter registration, of harassment and intimidation, of persistence and of small victories. Many attempts to reach out to the white community, and always the</span></span><span style="Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;"> </span>effort to conciliate rather than confront. It was an exhausting, exhilarating, scary, and yet hopeful day.<!--EndFragment--></div><!--StartFragment--> <div class="Section1"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">At the end of the day, because of a mix-up, we had to drive back to Jackson in “racially mixed” cars--by then we were so tired that we even got silly--I remember Sister John waving out the window at the Sheriff, still following us around in the pick-up. </p></div><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">That evening, we met at <b>Mrs. Davis’</b><span style="font-weight:normal">. Also present were;<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><b>Mrs. Lunny, Mrs. Pratt, Mrs. Jones</b><span style="font-weight:normal"> (local YWCA),</span><b> Mrs. Hewitt, Claire Collins Harvey , and Mrs. Schutt</b><span style="font-weight:normal">. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Unlike the evening with the League of Women Voters, this group were individuals who were committed to the cause of civil rights. The discussion was about the current climate, that the state really is the worst, “occupied Mississippi”, where the governor openly talks of non-compliance. The fear that “a generation will come along with a wrong idea of law.” Experiences of intimidation, but also hopeful that FBI presence is helping, and the glare of publicity. Urged our group to go back and speak out about things we’d seen and heard. Some debate as to whether what we’d seen and experienced that day was genuine--specifically that the volunteers had “dressed up” to make a better impression on “the ladies”. Their usual sloppy dress has been an issue--to them it’s a political statement, i.e. that outsides don’t matter, so Black and White are the same--also a way of showing that they don’t care about the things of this world. To many young people, the Movement is a kind of religion--this is part of what makes others see them like Communists.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:1.0in">Later, in our rooms, we had a sort of pajama party--unwilling to stop talking, reluctant to have the experience come to an end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Sitting on a bed with Sister John, barefooted, talking way into the night. The next day, as we left, a newspaperman from Chicago wanted to interview her. Again there was a sense of paranoia--the desk clerk was unfriendly, my companion. Alice R. quite sure that if as she hopes, her daughter Susan (volunteer in another part of the state) calls , the hotel staff will deliberately not let her know.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:center 3.25in"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>******<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>End Note:<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">For me, the Wednesdays in Mississippi experience made a lasting difference. I was moved, frightened, enlightened--and impressed with how little I had previously understood. The civil rights struggle became a reality, where before it had been an abstraction. I also had a window into the nature of life in the South, not only the conditions under which Blacks were living, but of what it was like for Whites of good conscience to deal with their history. I was again and again overwhelmed by how much courage people of both races and of all ages showed in dealing with the racial--and racist--realities of that time.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:right 6.5in"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Geraldine Zetzel<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:right 6.5in"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>April, 2001<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:1.0in"> <o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <div><br /></div></div>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-83039394255475194372010-08-18T17:03:00.001-07:002010-08-18T17:10:30.315-07:00MEET THE PRODUCERS OF WIM<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7EhDGCRdGyzmCN_KK6Nwls9FWJIMcWwp5rljlvh3mKYcA1XL_TIvDvVFaK93TvpKQ7C4JvNLu4rY-8QgXdyMKfaiPwCeYiZGgFxrIxF7x1nGkFKr4_54l1-BvSyfJM6m9LoFKcbNEgU/s1600/IMG_0436.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7EhDGCRdGyzmCN_KK6Nwls9FWJIMcWwp5rljlvh3mKYcA1XL_TIvDvVFaK93TvpKQ7C4JvNLu4rY-8QgXdyMKfaiPwCeYiZGgFxrIxF7x1nGkFKr4_54l1-BvSyfJM6m9LoFKcbNEgU/s400/IMG_0436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506905068682540402" /></a><br /><div>Marlene McCurtis, Joy Silverman and Cathee Weiss represent at the gathering of grantees of the <a href="http://http://www.giarts.org/article/creative-class-color-new-york">Buddy Fund for Justice</a> in New York City...Stay tuned for interviews and sound bites from these visionary women! </div>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2733829572875556070.post-69777448291694396372010-08-18T16:28:00.000-07:002010-08-18T16:29:27.074-07:00What is a Wednesday and WHY is it in Mississippi?<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">In 1963, a black woman and a Jewish woman formed a political alliance and became like sisters. It was a rare relationship at a time when most black women worked <span style="text-decoration: underline">for</span> white women, not <span style="text-decoration: underline">with</span> them. But, these weren't ordinary women-one was Dorothy Height, head of the National Council of Negro Women, the other, was Polly Cowan-- wife, mother and heir to the Spiegel fortune.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">It was a time of great turmoil and change. Boycotts, fire hoses, growling dogs, angry mobs and four little girls blown up on a quiet Sunday morning filled our TV screens. Men were in front of the cameras, publicly leading the fight to end racial hatred, but in truth, the women were the backbone of this movement. Yet, at the historic 1963 March on Washington, the men wouldn’t allow any woman to give a speech. It was then that Dorothy realized women must take their fate in their own hands.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">Dorothy and Polly decided to create Wednesdays in Mississippi, a civil rights project for women, run by women. Their audacious plan would send interfaith and interracial teams of women into Mississippi--the hardened epicenter of segregation-- to secretly meet with their southern sisters. It was a courageous undertaking. Mississippi was a war zone. Churches and temples were being bombed. Civil rights workers were being jailed, beaten and killed. Meeting with outsiders could have dire consequences. </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">Dorothy and Polly weren't deterred. They combed through their rolodexes, finding women--"The Cadillac Crowd" --to go behind the cotton curtain, to bring in support, to bear witness, and to commit to continuing the struggle when they returned home.</p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">The first team headed to Mississippi on July 7th, 1964, five days after President Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act. Polly and Dorothy were on the team. They traveled to the hinterlands, visited Freedom schools and voter registration projects run by local people and northern college students. They narrowly missed being blown up by a fizzling Molotov cocktail and were confronted by angry patrons when they legally integrated a local restaurant. Wearing white gloves and pearls, "for respectability", they secretly met with a group of southern women. This simple act was revolutionary. </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">That summer seven teams of Northern women went to Mississippi to meet with more than 200 local women. Along the way, there were challenges, fears, and suspicions, yet hearts and minds were opened. When other civil rights organizations left Mississippi, Polly and Dorothy stayed, working with local women, fighting for quality day care, low-income housing and cooperative farms. </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">Their friendship endured as the political landscape changed and whites left the movement. They continued to work side by side every day to help women, black and white, northern and southern, until Polly's tragic death in 1976. </p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 10.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial">Their legacy is reflected in Polly's children, in the lives of Mississippi's women and children, and in the wisdom of 98-year-old Dorothy Height, who says, <i>never underestimate the quiet revolution of women-that, in the long run, it will make the difference.</i></p><div><i><br /></i></div>WEDNESDAYS IN MISSISSIPPIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17580635191209476616noreply@blogger.com0