Robin from Berkeley always makes me wonder how such a smart lady could take so long to see the light. We left Bezerkeley after my husband was threatened by a black minister at a school board meeting in 1968. That wasn’t the direct cause, but it certainly figured in the equation.
When a member of the school board (who is responsible for the safety of my children during the school day) stands up and shouts and points at my husband: “If we don’t pass this rule (on busing) it won’t be ‘Burn, baby, burn’, it will be “Bleed, baby, bleed’!” “Burn, baby, burn” was the rallying cry of the Black Panthers at the time, in case you don’t remember that far back. Nobody moves to restrain him. No other school board member expresses a word of caution.
We knew right then that we did not want to raise our children there.
That was the Rev. Hazziah Williams, in case anyone wants to check the record.