In Rarefied Air
In Rarefied Air is what I call the consciousness that we civil rights workers often reached, transcending our own personal selves and our concerns of safety. We became a beloved community of brothers and sisters fighting to end the huge injustice of racism in america. Many of us were moved by the deep spirituality of the Af-Am community. Indeed, to us the Southern Freedom Movement was spiritual as well as political. We joined together with the local African American community to stand up and right the racial wrongs of America, especially in the deep south. We had a saying that if one of us falls, a 1000 will take our place. We believed this and we went for it. It was a beautiful thing and indeed the air was different-it felt different- it felt like rarefied air.