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...nasty, small-scale, almost personal violence among nations is emerging. The taking of hostages, for example, is becoming more and more popular: witness North Korea's use and abuse of the captured Pueblo crewmen or China's 19-month detention of Reuter's Correspondent Anthony Grey. There is also Ghana's jailing of the crewmen of two Soviet trawlers on suspicion of espionage. More recently, armed...
...conceptions and staff meetings riding along with me, on June 6 I left Washington, D.C. in a '63 grey Volks heading for Magnolia, Arkansas. It was my first trip south of Richmond, Virginia; Arkansas, Texas, Mississippi, and Louisiana were to be home for the next three months. The first leg of the trip was to be a quick tour of the entire region with stops at each of the six Upward Bound Projects in my region. The quick first tour was to see to what extent the Project Directors were interested in participating with us, and more important, how many...
...which houses a cafeteria and student center. On the bulletin board of the student center are posters telling about the next meeting of the Black Student Union, as well as a brochure listing the courses offered in their Afro-American curriculum. All over the campus are trees draped with grey-green Spanish moss. To an outsider like myself the moss looked ridiculously deliberate, as if during the night someone carefully draped it over the branches of all the trees...
INSIDE, a gaunt black St. Nicholas and an Uhuru poster, chains broken, decorate the walls of the modern office of Freedom Industries, Inc.--a new attempt in Boston to make black power mean money. Downtown Roxbury -- dirty streets sandwiched between grey buildings, and the problems of ghetto poverty--waits outside...
Just after Christmas we went on a picnic. It was raining and grey and a perfect day for Volkswagens. I drove through Tomoka Park, down narrow roads with Spanish moss above, hiding the sky. We stopped and watched a silent group of pure white egrets perch high in some palm trees on an island in the marsh. Then we rode down a twisting, red clay road to the Bulow Sugar Mill Plantation ruins. Once there, we got out, and I jumped around for a while. Gayle followed, but she was always conscious of the fact that she was getting...