A native Mississippian, Evers spent the majority of his life there, the only exception being his tour of duty during World War II. But who doesn't have someone in the family that has served their country, if they haven't done so themselves Evers returned and graduated from Alcorn College, attending through the G.I. Bill just as many American veterans have done. Following this, he studied law at the University of Mississippi, and while this might not be such a lofty calling as some, say, journalism for instance, it is a noble profession practiced by many across America. Evers was a family man, happily married, and active in his community. Based on this, Evers could have been anyone you meet through the course of the day; he even sounds a bit like myself. I hear he once had a job as a door to door insurance salesman and how many of those have we all talked to in our lives But there is one significant difference about Medgar Evers. This average man person American was black. He was black in the South. Not only was he black but he headed the local chapter of the NAACP. And, last week, he came home from a meeting at church, pulled into his driveway, got out of his car, and was cowardly shot in the back in front of his wife and children.
In almost every respect, Evers was exactly like every other citizen in this country. One cannot help but recognize this. It was because Evers recognized this as well, because he recognized the inequality with which he and his people were treated, that he became active with the NAACP, in an effort to help both himself, his neighbors, and future generations of citizens, both black and white. He was killed for it, to the shame of all of us, after working for nearly a decade to improve social conditions. Yet perhaps there have been some changes after all, for his assassin, one Byron De La Beckwith, has since been arrested and charged. Given the scope of this atrocity. The nation will certainly be following his trial closely. After centuries of injustice, it will be nice to hope for some iota of justice in return
The Atlanta Freeman. June 13, 1963. "Local NAACP Leader Assassinated in Jackson!" Terrence Howard.
Tuesday, June 11th, like many of you, I was watching the President Kennedy's address in a department store television. It made my heart feel proud to finally have someone address the racism tearing this country apart. He called it "a moral issue" and advised everyone to "treat our fellow Americans as we want to be treated." We know this message well: it means "Do onto others as you would have them do unto you." and we've recently started to do just that, in nearby Birmingham a short time ago. Perhaps our dear brother Medgar Evers saw the President's speech over in Jackson, Mississippi. Maybe they had a TV in that NAACP meeting he was attending - I know, I know, like anyone has enough money for a TV. But imagine this if you can: am man arrives home just after midnight. It's been a long day and he's looking forward to seeing his wife and kids, maybe having some cold pork chops. He sees the door light come on as he gets out of the car; he pulls a box of NAACP t-shirts from the back seat - maybe they're for sale, maybe the kids will hand them out during recess who knows There's a crack from behind him. He sees his