I found this story about a Black Mississippi waiter in the deep south in 1965. I'm going to watch this tonight, although it is also available online. The link for that is in the article.
http://insidedateline.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2012/07/14/12728318-40-years-later-mississippi-waiters-magical-moment-renews-race-relations?lite&__utma=14933801.1799457768.13423960 29.1342396029.1342396029.1&__utmb=14933801.1.10.13 42396029&__utmc=14933801&__utmx=-&__utmz=14933801.1342396029.1.1.utmcsr=[[direct)|ut mccn=[[direct)|utmcmd=[[none)&__utmv=14933801.|8=Ear ned%20By=msnbc%7Ccover=1^12=Landing%20Content=Mixe d=1^13=Landing%20Hostname=www.nbcnews.com=1^30=Vis it%20Type%20to%20Content=Earned%20to%20Mixed=1&__u tmk=73587986
Just a further thought: my father also came from the Mississippi delta, Vicksburg, to be exact. He never talked about his life there. All I know from family is that he had to leave when he was something like 13 years of age because the klan wanted to kill him for dating a White girl, or something like that. He was sent to Chicago, but he never talked about his life there, either.
Anyway, the article alone is so moving. I was only two years old in 1965, and lived in different parts of the country as an army brat. I never knew of such racism.
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