1964’s Freedom Summer Offers a Model for the Voting Rights Work We Need to Do
I was part of Freedom Summer in 1964. Sixty years later, with voting rights under attack, I see how we need another.
The day after I graduated from college, I jumped into a car with my roommate and another friend and headed south to Mississippi. We were in good spirits after graduation, but we were in a racially integrated car and sensed danger on the road. A year earlier, three young people with the same destination for the same reason in the same season had been shot and killed. That had been the worst tragedy...