Freedom Riders, 50 years on, see today’s youths as disconnected from racism 
fight

                                by Krissah Thompso, washingtonpost.com          
                                                                                
                                                                 

JACKSON, MISS. — A half-dozen blacks and whites sat with boxed sandwiches and 
sweet tea in a community center on a recent afternoon, wrestling with what’s 
changed — and what hasn’t — since the Freedom Riders came to town 50 years ago.

                

“We’re still trying to see each other as human,” said Albert Sykes, a 
28-year-old black man. “We’re still struggling with this.” 

On Mother’s Day, 1961, a bus full of young people was firebombed in Anniston, 
Ala. The passengers were black and white, one of several groups that rode from 
Washington, D.C., to force the integration of interstate transportation on a 
reluctant South.

In the following days, other Freedom Riders were arrested by segregationist 
city leaders here in Jackson and taken to the state penitentiary. Over the next 
four months, supporters from across the country descended on bus stations, 
train depots and airports across the South. One wave followed another, a total 
of 436 people who risked their lives to face down angry mobs and the volatile 
Ku Klux Klan. 

Most of the legal barriers the Riders confronted toppled over in the next few 
years with the passage of federal civil rights laws — and the willingness of a 
generation of activists to subject themselves to fire hoses and axe handles. 
But other, worrisome legacies endure. Many schools have effectively 
re-segregated, and those who took risks to defeat segregation are disappointed 
that the current generation seems unwilling or unable to make similar 
sacrifices.

Sykes is helping organize one of the many tributes this spring to the Freedom 
Riders, reminders that it was teenagers and young adults who were beaten with 
broken baseball bats, chains and steel pipes as they attempted to enter “white 
only” waiting rooms at bus stations.

Some young people have been inspired by those stories. But in the minds of an 
older generation, they have not always seized the challenge as their elders did.

“It makes me want to push myself to do better in life and get out of my comfort 
zone to talk to people of different races,” said Iasia Collins, 17, at the 
luncheon hosted by Jackson 2000, a group that has been bringing whites and 
blacks together for more than two decades. “It makes me want to do that more. 
People died for that.”

But others who were gathered around the cafeteria tables with Collins blamed 
earlier generations for leaving them with few opportunities to interact. There 
are no movie theaters or shopping malls in the city — even a skateboard park 
that used to attract both black and white kids has shut down. Churches also 
tend to be either black or white. 

Collins, who is black, and another young woman who is white were inspired by 
the conversation and exchanged phone numbers. “I’ll text you,” one of the white 
students promised Collins. But neither has sent a message. 

Since 1960, Jackson’s population has been transformed from roughly one-third 
black to three-quarters black. City schools followed suit. The most integrated 
high school has a rostrum of 1,350 students, and only 13 are white. The steady 
climb to re-segregation began in 1970 with whites pulling their children out of 
school to avoid integration.

Anne Lovelady, a retired teacher who is black, spent her afternoon listening to 
the students, thinking they would try harder if they really understood the 
past. All of the documentaries, social studies lessons and talk of 50th 
anniversaries had not translated into an “emotional connection” to the 
movement, she said.

“We have protected them,” Lovelady said. “My aunts and grandmother, we heard 
them talk about it. We heard the emotion with which they talked about it. It 
gave me an appreciation for the sacrifice that my parents went through so that 
. . . I knew that I too had to make a sacrifice.”

The Freedom Riders have gone on to become social workers, software developers, 
teachers, preachers and shopkeepers. Two of them serve in Congress, Rep. John 
Lewis (D-Ga.) and Rep. Bob Filner (D-Calif.). 

One of the youngest of the riders, Hezekiah Watkins, is now 63 years old and 
lives across town from Lovelady in Jackson. He has found himself thinking the 
same thing when he looks at his 21-year-old daughter, Kristie. In recent weeks, 
as he has given interviews and speeches about his experience during the rides, 
he has juxtaposed his teenage years with hers.

“A lot of times, she feels as though somebody owes her. I’m always asking, 
‘What are you owed and by whom?’ ” Watkins said. “I talked to all of my kids 
about the ’60s and what we went through. They’ll just look at me like, ‘It’s 
not relevant.’ My thing has always been this: You’re standing on a banana peel, 
and any given day you could slip.”

For Hank Thomas, who was 19 when he joined the Freedom Riders, the contrast 
between his experiences and those of young people today could not be more stark.

Fifty years ago, the sacrifice was unambiguous. Forcing integration on the 
South meant putting your body on the line. It meant buying a bus ticket down to 
Jackson after hearing about the bus firebombed in Anniston and the men and 
women beaten in Birmingham and Montgomery.

“You never knew what was going to happen,” Thomas said, remembering the anxiety 
of the times.

Thomas, a black businessman, lives outside Atlanta. He owns three McDonald’s 
franchises and three Marriott hotels. When he was in the first group of 13 
riders, launched with little fanfare by the Congress of Racial Equity, they 
called themselves the “young eagles.” Thomas jokes now that they are the “bald 
eagles.” 

The Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. considered that first ride a fool’s errand, and 
at one point he declined an invitation to board the bus with the students. The 
young felt haughty about going where the leader of the civil rights movement 
would not dare. Their protest, in retrospect, is credited with giving the 
nonviolent movement a template for future campaigns.

Now, Thomas is traveling to Jackson often to help plan this month’s big Freedom 
Rider reunion. He has been working with Lew Zuchman, a fellow Freedom Rider who 
runs a large nonprofit serving inner-city youths in New York. 

Zuchman, who is white, and Thomas helped set the agenda for the reunion, which 
will include breakfast at the Governor’s Mansion, a tour of the penitentiary 
where they were held and a youth summit intended to inspire and challenge the 
next generation. Zuchman said he is frustrated at the lack of action by young 
adults to address present-day racism.

“Things are demonstrably worse for young blacks. It is still shocking to see 
the numbers of young black men that are in jail today,” Zuchman said. “We’ve 
got rid of some cosmetic issues that were important, but things haven’t changed 
that much.”

But for some families with a connection to the Freedom Riders, it appears 
things have changed. 

Nineteen-year-old Austin Goetzman, who is white, says he has friends of both 
races at college. His black friends and his white friends dress alike, listen 
to the same music and have no second thoughts about dating across racial lines.

Fifty years ago, a relative of Goetzman’s was indicted for the role he played 
in the firebombing of the bus carrying Thomas and six other Freedom Riders. The 
bus had its tires slashed and windows broken by an angry white mob in Anniston. 

Prosecutors said Jerome Couch, the father of Goetzman’s stepfather, Richard 
Couch, drove his car slowly in front of the disabled bus as it tried to flee 
town. The tires fell flat and the bus stalled. Then someone in the crowd lobbed 
a bundle of flaming rags through a window. Smoke filled the bus, and the riders 
were trapped. Minutes later, the sound of an exploding fuel tank scared the mob 
away, and the Riders were able to escape with only minor injuries.

Jerome Couch, who could not be reached for comment, was sentenced to one year 
of probation in 1962 after promising to sever his connections to the Klan.

It has only taken one generation to see real change, said Richard Couch, who 
practices law in Anniston but describes himself as a San Francisco liberal.

“You’ll see wide differences here between people who are 70 years old and 40 
years old,” said Couch, who for years hasn’t spoken to his father, now 75. He 
said that the two have religious disagreements but that the older man’s views 
on race have moderated.

“That’s the clearest way to look at this petri dish,” he said, referring to the 
South five decades after the Freedom Rides. “Just let the air hit the dirty 
laundry, and that will clean it up. It’s dying if you’ll let it die.”

Staff researcher Lucy Shackelford contributed to this report.

                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                        

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