Oral History

Carol Brooks and Keith Edwards - On the mood at Civil Rights marches (clip)

Interviewed by Ben Barge on April 16, 2012

Ben Barge: Do you remember what it felt like, being in the march?

Carol Brooks: Well like I told you, it felt… wonderful, it was exciting, new, you know, trying to help integrate, want to be in the front []. Because I remember the bus station, you know, they had the colored, the white, you weren’t allowed to go on the white side, you weren’t allowed to drink from the fountain down on the university. It was devastating, but it was exciting too, to kind of break the chain and start a new trend. It was wonderful. One thing, I think, really what made it wonderful and exciting in Chapel Hill, it just wasn’t violent, you wasn’t afraid to walk down the street, you wasn’t afraid to sit in front of a car, because we knew we would be safe. It just was wonderful here in Chapel Hill. I can’t speak for other states, but it was wonderful, I was excited, didn’t mind marching.

BB: How often do you think you went marching?

CB: [] was a march. [Laughter]

BB: So a lot [Laughter] []

BB: Because in December of ‘63 there was one about every–

CB: Every march I was trying to attend. Pertains to better…

Carol Brooks and Keith Edwards - On the mood at Civil Rights marches (clip)

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Oral history interview of Brooks, Carol conducted by Barge, Ben on April 16, 2012 at Chapel Hill, NC.

Citation: Marian Cheek Jackson Center, “Carol Brooks and Keith Edwards - On the mood at Civil Rights marches (clip),” From the Rock Wall, accessed June 13, 2024, https://fromtherockwall.org/oral-histories/carol-brooks-and-keith-edwards-on-the-mood-at-civil-rights-marches-clip.

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