AND I'D LIKE TO GET YOUR I'D LIKE TO GET YOU TO DESCRIBE THIS MAN, MEDGAR, THAT YOU MEET IN COLLEGE. AND DESCRIBE HIM IN THE SENSE OF WHAT ARE THE THINGS THAT YOU SAW OF HIM IN THE BEGINNING THAT BEGAN TO GIVE YOU AN IDEA OF WHAT HE MIGHT BE, THAT WHAT HE WAS, WHAT HE MIGHT BE ABOUT.
I met Medgar on my first day, first hour of being on the campus of Alcorn in college, Norman, Mississippi. I was certainly the lowly, low freshman and I found out later that he was a junior and one of the football stars. And at that particular time, the football team was there practicing and after they finished their practice, they came up on campus to overlook the new crop of young women that, that had come in. And he came over to me and said get off of that post, you might get electrocuted. And I thought to myself, he has a lot of nerve. He has a lot of nerve. He had a lot of class. He had a lot of dignity, even then. He stood tall. He had—he looked clean even though he had on his football togs. There was something different about him that stood out. I can recall looking at him as he walked away and thinking to myself, hmm, and realizing that my aunt and grandmother had told me, "Don't get involved with any veterans, dear." And I found out that he was a veteran and that just seemed to have cinched it. I asked around campus about him over that first month, mainly because we saw each other every day. I was a music student and the music hall-practice hall—was very close to the dormitory, and in the line where he would walk by to go to football practice. And I asked people about him and they said, "Oh yes, Medgar. He's OK. He's a rabble-rouser." And I was very curious.
THIS WILL BE TAKE SIX.