Because, with me, I was marrying a man out of the state, and it was
somebody I didn't know, so all my people were against that. And there
are numbers of people I met unknown . There was a Mrs.
Genley down at Mrs. Waring's house. And her daughter had gone to school
up in Maryland and met a fellow, a brown-skinned guy, down there; she
was very fair. And her parents told her to get over that. They just
hated it. Then we had another family up here, the Smiths, that were on
Spring Street, had a big house. And that mother grieved herself to death
because her son became a musician. She wanted him to be a doctor or a
dentist or something like that. See, those were the jobs open,
preaching, doctor, dentist. Never a lawyer, because he had no chance to.
. . . They claimed the lawyer was a liar anyhow. So they never wanted
anybody to be a lawyer. Those were black people who had that kind of
feeling. And the Congressman Young unknown you know? I
visited his mother's house. And she blamed the Reverend Enright, who
died here this winter, from the Congregational Church. She blamed him
for influencing her son to become a preacher. She never liked it because
he was a preacher. And when he went to Howard to study, they cut off his
allowance, and he said he took a job and worked. But he went up to the
New England states there to get his master's degree in theology. And
when he preached his first sermon up there, she came. And the people
were so jubilant, and she changed somewhat. But I called her when he was
working with Dr. King, and she said, "I can't feel happy, because I'm
afraid he's going to be killed at any moment." He's still alive.
Page 33 And now when he was made a congressman I called
her again, and she was happy, she and the father. They were real happy.
And he preaches about them
[laughter], about them and their middle-class ways.