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                <head>Interview with Barbara Lorie, February 26, 2001. Interview K-0211.</head>
                <byline>Conducted by Melissa Froemming</byline>
                <note type="deposit" anchored="no">
                    <p>Transcript on deposit at The Southern Historical Collection, The Louis Round
                        Wilson Library</p>
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                    <p>Citation of this interview should be as follows: <lb />“Interview K-0211, in
                        the Southern Oral History Program Collection #4007, <lb />Southern Historical
                        Collection, The Wilson Library, <lb />University of North Carolina at Chapel
                        Hill”</p>
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                <note type="copyright" anchored="no">Copyright © 2007 The University of North
                    Carolina</note>
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                <head>Abstract</head>
                <p>After the assassination of John F. Kennedy, Barbara Lorie became radicalized. She
                    worked at Durham Academy for a year before Chapel Hill High principal May
                    Marshbanks hired her as a literature teacher at the newly built integrated high
                    school. There she employed unconventional teaching methods to eliminate racial
                    barriers within her classroom. The Chapel Hill superintendent of schools as well
                    as white Chapel Hill parents questioned Lorie&#x0027;s tactics because of
                    the uncomfortable atmosphere they felt it created for blacks and whites.
                    Following the resultant demotion, Lorie quit and worked for Pinecrest High
                    School in Southern Pines. There she encountered similar racial tensions between
                    the students, leading her to conclude that racism is endemic. She argues that
                    racism breeds violence, and she blames television for perpetuating a dominant
                    and violent white male culture. Lorie also contends that not only blacks but
                    whites were psychologically damaged by segregation: she maintains that whites
                    isolate themselves from other cultures and that blacks lose their cultural
                    identities when not integrated into the dominant society. Lorie&#x0027;s
                    social justice activism continues into her old age: she joined a predominantly
                    black church to maintain an intimate relationship with blacks, and she
                    identifies herself as a left-wing, environmentalist radical feminist.</p>
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                <head>Short Abstract</head>
                <p>Barbara Lorie describes her experiences and teaching philosophy as a teacher at
                    newly integrated, racially charged schools in North Carolina. </p>
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                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>This is Melissa Froemming on February 26, 2001, visiting with Ms. Barbara
                            Lorie. We are at Ms. Lorie's house in Pittsboro. We will be speaking as
                            part of the Southern Oral History Program's Desegregation and the Inner
                            Life of Schools Project.</p>
                        <p>Before we go into what you are doing now, I'd be really interested to
                            hear what led up to you initially teaching. Just basically some of your
                            life history, where you were born, and anything you would like to
                            mention from that point leading up to when you initially began teaching
                            in Chapel Hill. For the record - so that we know where you are coming
                            from.</p>
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                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Right. I was born in lowa City. My father was the head of surgery at the
                            hospital there. I lived there until I went to prep school, then I went
                            to the University of Iowa. Shortly, I was the original "dropout." I
                            hated it. I was in and out of college for numbers of years and just left
                            finally and worked. I finally got married. My husband and I lived in
                            Palm Beach and that's where I had my children. Eventually, our marriage
                            dissolved and I moved to Chapel Hill to go back to school - to actually
                            finish my undergraduate degree.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>At Carolina?</p>
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                        <p>Yeah, at UNC, Carolina. And that was traumatic, because that was let's
                            see, 1958. And Chapel Hill, Carolina, didn't accept women as freshmen,
                            and they barely accepted women in the upper grades. And there was a lot
                            of hostility, and I just didn't understand it. I mean I was sort of,
                            very naive. I was so <pb id="p2" n="2" /> naive when I look back on it,
                            that it's amazing that I survived. But that first year I entered, there
                            was something like two or three hundred women on campus. I think I had
                            one woman professor, Anne Scott, in History, who was absolutely
                            brilliant. And at that time, my former husband committed suicide, so I
                            was absolutely wacko emotionally, and trying to keep myself together, go
                            to school, take care of my children. Somehow survive. Which I did. You
                            know, everybody does, you finally do. And finally in the '60s, it was
                            early '61 I believe it was, that the Greensboro sit-ins started in the
                            dime stores. My family had always had black servants, so I was raised
                            with blacks, I knew blacks, I was comfortable with them. But of course,
                            it was in a very plantation kind of mind. What happened was that
                            simultaneous to my husband committing suicide to coming to a university
                            which was totally segregated, which was so racist, so, and was
                            patriarchal to the endth degree, what happened was that the inside of me
                            changed so radically that I was able to understand these black students
                            in Greensboro. I began to, the whole picture began to open up to me, and
                            when I was - I think it was - I really don't remember the year, let's
                            say '61 or so, somewhere around there, that the students in Chapel Hill
                            began to march. I was standing on Franklin Street right next to the
                            Varsity Theater, where there was a newspaper shop there that had been
                            there forever and ever and ever. I was standing outside that, and these
                            students were coming up the street. I turned to this man, and I said,
                            "What is that all about? What's happening here?" And he said, "Oh, those
                            niggers, you know, the niggers they want something more than they've
                            got." First of all, that word was <note type="comment"> [unclear]
                            </note> in my family, that word was a word that <pb id="p3" n="3" /> was
                            so beholden of just, you know, I never heard it, I just never heard it.
                            I was so shocked, that it just paralyzed me. I began to see. Of course,
                            we had television, so I was aware of things happening all over certain
                            places in the South. But I got it. I got it inside of myself. And I
                            identified with those young people marching in such a radical way, that
                            it was just one of those epiphanies that happen to you. You know, like
                            you coming from Tampa to Western North Carolina, it was an epiphany you
                            just, you know, something changes radically inside of you. I didn't get
                            the whole picture, but I knew that I would never be the same. <milestone
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                            <milestone n="8233" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:06:01" />So, I was
                            in the University, and I wrote to my brother who was a professor at
                            Stanford, I believe it was at the time, and I said, "I really don't know
                            what to do. I don't know what to do. I know I have to earn a living; I
                            have no money except Social Security coming in." Actually it was
                            welfare. I was on welfare at that time. "I don't know what to do." And
                            he said, "well, you know, you're not very bright, and you probably won't
                            - obviously couldn't be a nurse because you couldn't pass chemistry. And
                            I am sure that secretarial work doesn't seem to be your bent. I know
                            you've tried that for a while and didn't find it agreeable. So, probably
                            a teacher - you could be a teacher. So why don't you be a teacher. I
                            think that, you know, that elementary school or something." I thought,
                            oh, okay, fine. So I went back to school, and that's what my goal was.
                            But nobody exactly - nobody was comforting at UNC as far as guidance is
                            concerned. So I really didn't know what I was doing. When I finally
                            graduated, nobody had told me I had to go to the School of Education and
                            get a, you know, certificate. Certification. So I graduated, and I went
                            to apply for teaching. "Well, did you <pb id="p4" n="4"/> certify?" No.
                            So, I had to go back. Anyway, I worked for a year at the University
                            hospital, and then I finally found out what I had to do. Then I went
                            back to get an M.A. - an M.A.T. at that point. No, I didn't either, I
                            got my certification and that was it. I started my - did my student
                            teaching at the old high school on Franklin Street in Chapel Hill. Which
                            was this historically beautiful building. You know, high ceilings; it
                            was a very lovely building. It had the oak trees out in front. Chapel
                            Hill in those days was a very beautiful place. Not like it is now. Not
                            trashed like it is now. But it was a very lovely place. There of course,
                            weren't any black students there. I can remember the first day I went in
                            to do my student teaching, I went in to the principal and, "How do you
                            do Ms. Marshbanks, I am Barbara Lorie." And, "Oh, Ms. Lorie, Ms. Lewis
                            is expecting you." And all of a sudden the door opens and here comes,
                            "Oh, Ms. Lewis, here is your student teacher." Ms. Lewis takes one look
                            at me and she said, "I feel very sick and I am going home. Bye." So she
                            left, you know, and Ms. Marshbanks said, "Oh, uh, well, did you leave
                            plans?" "I left <hi rend="u">Return of the Native</hi> on the desk and
                            that's what I'm teaching." And she walked out of there. And I go, weeee!
                            Inside my head I go, oh well. Ms. Marshbanks said "Well, I'm sure that
                            you will do fine. You are much older than most student teachers." You
                            know, blah blah. And I'm going, oh my god, oh dear god, what am I going
                            to do? So that's how I started teaching. I went up there and I had five
                            classes of senior English. And it was, she taught the bright kids, the
                            super, you know, that track. So, fortunately one of the students in the
                            first period was the daughter of one of my best friends, Carlyle Poteat.
                            I'll never forget it. And I saw Carly in there, and I said, "Carlyle, I
                            would <pb id="p5" n="5"/> like to see you for just a minute, could you
                            come here please, in the hallway?" So I go out if there, I brought her
                            out into the hallway and I said, "Carly, what's this book about? I've
                            never read it!" So Carlyle gives me the quick rundown, da da da, you
                            know. So every day Carlyle gave me a little preview of what we were
                            supposed to be doing that day. Ha! So that's when I did my student
                            teaching. Finally Ms. Lewis came back, I guess like the third week into
                            my student teaching. I think that was it. And of course then things were
                            better naturally! But, it was at that time that, it was sort of at the
                            end of my student teaching, that John Kennedy was killed. It was so
                            devastating for me that I just brought a television - I didn't care what
                            anybody said, I just brought a television. The school should have
                            stopped. But I just brought a television in because they didn't close
                            the school. I said we're gonna watch this because this is history in the
                            making. Anyway, that was my first radical act in the schools, the public
                            schools of America. So after that, what happened? Something happened. Oh
                            yeah, I got a job. Oh, I know what happened, I was going to go back to
                            Florida. Definitely I wasn't going to stay in North Carolina, you know,
                            I had lived in Florida, and I definitely wanted to go back there. I had
                            made all these appointments with these superintendents - all of them
                            down the coast. And I was out playing tennis with my best friend and I
                            fell and broke my leg in three places! Can you believe it? You know, the
                            good Lord was saying, you know, "You're not going out to Florida, you
                            are staying right here!" So, that was in March, and I was in a cast for
                            four months, with a terrible break. Finally, I had to get a job; I was
                            just on the edge. So this friend of mine called me and she says, <pb
                                id="p6" n="6"/> "Oh, listen, Durham Academy has positions." I said,
                            "I'm on crutches!" She said, "Oh, that's all right. I am sure they won't
                            mind." So I call them, yes… Well, long story short, to make a long story
                            short, I got a job at Durham Academy, and I'm on crutches, teaching
                            Latin and French. You know, nothing to do with English, but that was
                            fine. <milestone n="8233" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:12:24" />
                            <milestone n="7717" unit="excerpt" type="start"
                                timestamp="00:12:25"/> So I stayed there for two years, until
                            finally, Ms. Lewis, the one I had student taught under, called me up.
                            "Barbara, there is a job that is, there is a position opening up here in
                            sophomore English, and I think you'd do real well. So why don't you
                            apply for that?" And I said, "Okay, Ms. Lewis, I will." I go over there
                            and [to] Ms. Marshbanks: "Hi, Ms. Marshbanks, you probably don't
                            remember me." "Well, yes I do remember you, Ms. Lorie. This is the year
                            we're going to integrate, and they've built the brand new school." God
                            forbid we should see anybody down in the middle of town. You know, let's
                            get 'em out of town, as far away as possible so that nobody has to see
                            that we've got blacks and whites going to school together, my god! You
                            know. So they built this hideous school with windows - you know, in the
                            Middle Ages they had these little tiny windows that you could put arrows
                            through, you know? And kill anybody that was coming. Well that's the
                            kind of windows that were out there in this new building. You know, god
                            forbid you should have a window that you could see through! And here was
                            this beautiful, they were out there in the middle of the forest, and the
                            fields, it was absolutely gorgeous out there. And inside classrooms
                            without any windows. It was the ugliest building you ever saw in your
                            life. It was just - ah, man, it was so bad. <milestone n="7717"
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                            <milestone n="8234" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:14:01" /> Anyway, Ms.
                            Marshbanks said - just getting back to the interview - said to me: "Ah
                            well, Ms. Lorie, I guess you know that we are <pb id="p7" n="7"/>
                            integrating." And I said, "Yes, I do know that." "And I know it's going
                            to be, you know, there will be some problems." And I said, "Well, I
                            assume there will be, yes." "But I think you'll do fine. You're big and
                            I'll think you'll do fine." I go, good, thank you very much, and I left!
                            I went home and told my children, I said, "I got the job because I'm
                            big! You know, it has nothing to do with my brain, or what I know or
                            anything." God, it was so, it was so, it was bizarre, to say the least.
                            Well, we integrated. We <hi rend="i">desegregated</hi>, we didn't
                            integrate. We desegregated by bringing these black children, by closing
                            their school, closing their way of life, absolutely destroying any
                            semblance of what they were used to. And bringing them out to this white
                            school with still the white school name, with still the white school
                            song for basketball, football, school song, white song. You know, there
                            wasn't any semblance of integration whatsoever! Nothing, nothing,
                            nothing. What happened, the incredible tragedy of that first year, and
                            the second year, and the third year was the sickness. You know, the
                            inherent sickness of this situation. The pain that nobody was talking
                            about or addressing or you know, discussing, or you know, making
                            references to. I couldn't stand it. From day one, I thought this is the
                            most insane thing I've ever, this is just, this has got to be, we're so
                            stupid here. We should be talking about what's happening. I'd get these
                            essays back from my children, you know, to get to know them you always
                            give them an essay the first crack out of the box.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>And are these white or black, or both?</p>
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                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>This is both. And all of them were scared. "I'm very scared." This black
                            kid, he's only six feet five or something like that, you know, built
                            like a <pb id="p8" n="8" /> Wahtoosee, scared to death. "I'm scared to
                            come into this school." "I get sick every morning when I wake up." I
                            mean, the tragedy is profound! And we're not talking about it! So I
                            finally said, to hell with this, and I went to Ms. Lewis. I said, "Ms.
                            Lewis, I think that we need to bring in some literature about the black
                            experience. Like American Negro poems and American Negro short stories."
                            "Oh! Now Barbara, I don't want, I don't think we need, we don't need to
                            do that. That's not state-adopted text, and we don't have any money for
                            that, and I just don't think we need to do that. We just follow the
                            curriculum, and I want you to do <hi rend="u">Julius Caesar</hi>, and I
                            want you to do poems, and I want you to do Audin," and you know, blah
                            blah. I said, "Ms. Lewis, if I get the money, and I buy the books, is
                            that okay?" "Well I don't want to know anything about it, I just don't
                            want to know anything about it." So I went, hmm. So I left, and I
                            thought, what does she mean, she doesn't want to know anything about it?
                            That means I can do it, but just don't tell. So I rally around these
                            people that I knew and got some money together. I ordered these books,
                            from Dell Publishing I think it was. I ordered the <hi rend="u"
                                >Autobiography of Malcolm X</hi>, I ordered the <hi rend="u"
                                >Invisible Man</hi>, which was just one of the most profound novels
                            of the twentieth century. I ordered <hi rend="u">American Negro Short
                                Stories, American Negro Poetry</hi> - anyway I ordered these books
                            and I had them sent to my house so nobody would know, you know? And I
                            brought them in a bookbag, in one by one, and handed them out to
                            everybody. I said, "Let's talk about this. Let's talk about why we're
                            here, what's happened, what does this mean?" It was profound. It was, it
                            was, lots of crying and lots of people, children daring to say things
                            about what their experience, you know, they were scared to <pb id="p9"
                                n="9" /> touch anybody by mistake in a hallway. Or, scared to be
                            caught sitting next to anybody in the lunchroom, and stuff began to come
                            out. Finally, I did all kinds of exercises that I had created, stuff
                            that I had been reading about. Because there was a lot of stuff that
                            began to come out in literature, not in literature, but in the modern
                            discourse about how do we deal with this? One of them was this
                            incredible exercise in Iowa I read about this teacher who had said to
                            everybody who had blue eyes. Maybe you've heard about this one? You
                            know, the blue eyed, brown-eyed thing. Well I did that, you know, and
                            that just really blew everybody's mind totally. Then there was another
                            one, there was this guy Leonard who was a, I think his name was Leonard.
                            I read about this huge thing about how we have to somehow teach our
                            children that we are one. That we are the spirit, the spirit of life,
                            the spirit that comes through all of us. So I thought, how can I do
                            that? How can I show them that, you know, that we're all the same? So I
                            had this idea, I know what I'll do. I've got this great idea. So I
                            brought in Junior Walker, this is this great guy, Junior Walker, who was
                            a jazz guy. I had this record player in the room. In those days it was a
                            record player. I used to play Junior Walker all the time. I'd play
                            something jazzy for when the kids were coming in to class. To make them
                            feel a little free, and body movement and stuff like that. They all
                            loved it man, they just bugged, you know, everyone is jazzing up, you
                            know? And I said, "Okay, now I got to do a little <hi rend="u">Julius
                                Caesar</hi>. Let's do it, let's get on with Caesar." We'd dance a
                            little bit, you know, with Julius Caesar. Of course I was very young.
                            Physically I was able to move around you know, and jazz it up with them
                            myself. I said, "Okay, we're <pb id="p10" n="10" /> going to do
                            something; we are going to do something that's really great." They went,
                            mmmm. I said, "What I want you to do tomorrow is bring a blanket. Just
                            bring a blanket, don't ask any questions, just come." So they all came.
                            I said, "Okay, and I want you to put your blanket down in a circle." We
                            moved all the chairs back. "Okay, I want you to lie down with your feet
                            pointing towards the center, and lie down on your blanket. Now, hold
                            hands with the person next to you. I don't want you to say anything. I'm
                            going to turn off the lights. I'm going to put on a record, and we're
                            just going to lie here, and we're gonna just think about what it's like
                            that this energy is going all around this circle. And that we're all the
                            same." So I did that. And we lay there for forty minutes. Finally I
                            turned on the light. They got up. We put the room back. The buzzer rang
                            and they left. One of those kids told me it was the most profound
                            experience he'd had in his entire high school career. Because it was so,
                            he got it. He got it. He understood it. So, of course, the next day, the
                            loudspeaker: "Ms. Lorie, the superintendent would like to see you if
                            it's possible. If you could run down there after school he would really
                            appreciate that." I said, "Well, I'd be glad to." So that was the
                            beginning of my dialogue, which was never a dialogue with the
                            superintendent, Dr. Cody. But he was a white, Anglo Saxon, Protestant
                            male, and he was doing the best he could, and he didn't understand
                            anything. Because he was a victim of public schools in America. He was a
                            victim of being a white, Anglo Saxon Protestant male, and he wasn't
                            enlightened. He wasn't anything. He was just doing his job. So here he
                            had this nutsy teacher who was doing all these creative, wacko things
                            first of all, and she was big! You know, I was a lot bigger <pb id="p11"
                                n="11" /> than Cody! So I walked in there, "Ms. Lorie, I'm really,
                            good to see you, good, have a seat, have a seat." "Dr. Cody it's really
                            nice to be here. Now what's on your mind?" "Well, you know, I don't
                            presume to question what you're teaching. I just wanted to know what,
                            you know; I'm just hearing things from parents that concern me. So I
                            wanted to know if you could tell me what's going on in your classroom?"
                            So I tried to explain to him the spiritual life, and how important it
                            is. Well, come on, "I certainly appreciate you coming down, but I wonder
                            if you could get back to Julius Caesar?" I said, "Yes, don't you worry,
                            Dr. Cody, we're going to do Julius Caesar! I promise you." You know that
                            was it, that was the routine. I would do these way out wacko things, and
                            then I was constantly being called on either by Ms. Marshbanks in the
                            principal's office, or Dr. Cody's office. It was sort of like, it was a
                            drop in the bucket. Because the prejudice in Chapel Hill was just as bad
                            as it was anywhere in the South. Racism was rampant. <milestone n="7718"
                                unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:24:40"/>
                            <milestone n="8235" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:24:41" />Then, and just as
                            it is now. You know, it's worse now because it's out in the open. In
                            those days, we were all really polite. Nobody said anything, at least
                            overtly; I remember there was this guy. I wish I could remember his
                            name, but I can't remember his name. But he was a huge activist at the
                            university. I mean, he closed down Duke, I loved it, man! He just closed
                            it down! Because UNC is racist as it can come, but you know, next-door
                            Duke is probably a little worse! Anyway, this guy was really great. He
                            was huge; he was like 6'7" or something, massive! You know, big powerful
                            black man with an Afro out to here. I called him and I said, "You know,
                            my kids they don't really understand all this stuff. I wonder, would you
                            mind coming out and talking to my class?" "Barbara, I would <pb id="p12"
                                n="12"/> love to come to your class! It would be great." So, by that
                            time, it was the second or third year - they hadn't fired me, yet. But
                            they were close, you know. So I had this room with one of the slit
                            walls, one of those windows on the front. I could see the visitor
                            parking lot. So the guy gets out of the car, and I go, "Oh man, this is
                            it! This is, they're gonna, he's gonna walk in here and I can see… the
                            place is going to go up in flames!" I was scared. Part of me was scared
                            to death, because I was doing something that was so radical. But I was
                            trying so hard for them to see what the problem was, and to get over
                            their own racism that they'd inherited from their family. You know, all
                            these kids had come in there with their bias. They couldn't help it!
                            They were born and raised that way. If you were born and raised in the
                            south, you were a racist! There wasn't any getting around it! You didn't
                            know Jews. Jews, who Jews? But you did know about blacks. That they were
                            the servants, and so forth and so on. So you get one kid coming in, this
                            white kid who comes here, sits here. Next to her is the guy whose mother
                            is her cook, her family's cook. So, this is what we're dealing with.
                            These economic differences as well as the racial differences. So in
                            comes this guy. He comes in. I was so glad, I said, "I am so glad to see
                            you." He said, "It's hard for me to be here today." He just turned
                            around to the class and he said, "This is hard for me to be here because
                            my brothers were killed trying to integrate a bowling alley in South
                            Carolina last night." We hadn't heard about it. You know, it hadn't been
                            on the news yet. I just wept. I just broke down and wept. I just
                            thought, my god! What is the matter? What the hell is the matter with
                            us? That we can't even…a bowling alley, what the hell is that all about?
                            God, it was just, <pb id="p13" n="13"/> every day there was some huge
                            horrible thing that was happening. And we were trying, those of us who
                            were teaching were trying to make some kind of sense out of what…and
                            there wasn't any sense. There wasn't any sense. It was just one ignored
                            day after the other. Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain. And no
                            solution. We didn't have any leadership from Washington. Forget that
                            bullshit! We didn't have any leadership from our superintendent. We
                            didn't have any leadership from our principal who was just trying to
                            hold the school together. And of course, these black kids were getting—
                                <note type="comment"> [interruption] </note> What was happening was
                            that inside of me, I was just cracking up. The pain of it all was so
                            horrendous. I would go home and I would just weep. I would just weep
                            because I could see that the smoldering, the fire was smoldering. That
                            if we didn't address the issues, if we didn't change the name of the
                            school, and change the name of… if we didn't have black cheerleaders,
                            and if we didn't have school songs that represented the black kids, and
                            if we didn't have all those things that are related to permanent parts
                            of somebody's identity as a high school student. Which is such an
                            impressionable age, which is so precious and so painful. As a teenager,
                            this is just the worse time to go through, I think. If we didn't do
                            something about that we were losing it. And of course, we did lose it.
                            We just, I finally couldn't stand it. I knew that I was going to be
                            fired. Because the third year, I got a letter from the superintendent
                            saying that my principal wanted to meet with me before school started. I
                            thought, oh god, this is it. This has got to be it. So, I went out there
                            and he said, "Ms. Lorie, you're so good with <pb id="p14" n="14"/> them,
                            that we're going to make you into, we've made you into a reading
                            teacher." I said, "Well, Ms Marshbanks, I've never had a course in
                            reading. I don't know a damn thing about reading, teaching reading." She
                            said, "Oh I'm sure you'll do fine. You'll do just fine. And we got a new
                            space for you, and let me show you." So she marches me away from the
                            English wing, straight down the main hall to where the band room is, and
                            on the side of the band room there's a great big broom closet. Which has
                            been cleaned out, and there are three desks there with an overhead
                            light. That's where I'm going to be teaching reading to two students an
                            hour, and every six weeks I'll get two students for five classes. Then
                            every six weeks it will be changed. I'll get new students. So I knew I
                            had lost. Because, there wasn't any point…my gift and my skills were
                            negated by this diminution of me as a teacher, as a professional. So it
                            wasn't, it just didn't, I knew that I couldn't work under those
                            circumstances. So I went home and wrote a letter of resignation. Before
                            that happened, it was in the spring of the preceding year before that
                            happened, the end of the second school year, or the third school year.
                            It was the end of the third school year, and I was down in the office
                            for some damn thing, I don't even know what the hell it was. I don't
                            even remember. I've done this, I've done that. I said, "You know
                            something, Dr. Cody, I want to tell you something. That this place is
                            going to blow wide open if we don't change our ways! Things are really
                            bad out there. And if we don't, I don't know what's going to happen. I
                            just want to tell you that." And of course, he wasn't listening, he
                            didn't care. He cared, but he didn't care enough to do anything. That
                            last year, there was a terrible incident. Some white boys had brought a
                            gun to the <pb id="p15" n="15"/> school. So the black kids came and told
                            me, they said, "Ms. Lorie," and I said, "Okay." "And they're coming down
                            by your room." I said, "Okay." So what happened was these white boys
                            were coming down. The black kids were coming up this way. So I went out
                            of my room, and I stood there. I waited until they got to me. I said,
                            "All right, let me tell you something. I'm not looking at what you're
                            holding. I don't know where you think you're going, or what you think
                            you're going to do, but I do know that if you do anything, you're going
                            to get twenty years in prison. Just for being on school property with
                            whatever you're holding, which I'm not even looking at, okay? You're
                            going to get twenty years if they pick you up. So my advice to you guys
                            is to turn around, and go back the way you came as fast as you can, and
                            get off of school property." So they stood there and they looked at me.
                            They finally turned around, and walked very quickly down the hallway and
                            left. I turned around and said to the black boys, I said, "now let this
                            be a lesson to you. We don't need violence in this school. That's not
                            the answer to this problem. Now you guys go back to where you belong, go
                            back to your classes, and forget that you ever saw anything today." I
                            turned around and they left. <milestone n="8235" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:34:14" />
                            <milestone n="7719" unit="excerpt"
                                type="start" timestamp="00:34:15"/> Anyway, the next year, it was
                            after…there were a lot of things in my personal life that happened. I
                            had dead animals thrown in my driveway. I had my windows shot out. I had
                            terrible obscene phone calls. Because I would bring black kids home, I
                            taught, weekends I taught Upward Bound. In the summertime I taught
                            Upward Bound, brought those black kids back into my home. So my neighbor
                            was a Klan person. So I don't know where <pb id="p16" n="16" /> it came
                            from, if it came from them, I don't, I'm not judging them. Anyway, that
                            was my experience.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="8236" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:35:04" />
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>What year was it when this run-in between the white kids and the black
                            kids and the gun that you were just telling me about? What year,
                            approximately?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>You know, I don't really remember. The '60s, we're talking about the late
                            '60s. I think I started teaching in '64, I think, that was at Durham
                            Academy, '64, '65, '66. I think that Chapel Hill integrated in '66, but
                            you know, you'll have to check on that, I don't really remember. I think
                            that '66-'67, '67-'68, '68-'69 - yeah, that's it, those years I was
                            there. So it would have been '69 that that gun thing happened. And
                            '69-'70 I was working for the National Assessment Educational Project
                            all over the United States, so I wasn't here. Then in '70-'71 I went and
                            taught at Pinecrest which had built this brand new school which was a
                            very beautiful school, but stupidly laid out in the interior. I mean,
                            they wanted to save money, so they had schools within the…what did they
                            call that? Open classrooms, I think it was called.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Pinecrest is where?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="7720" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:36:35"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Pinecrest is in Southern Pines. I was down there for a year, and it was
                            just the dumbest thing in the whole world. They had these giant rooms,
                            okay, it was this open classroom concept, which I won't even bore you
                            with the philosophy because it was so dumb! Oh god! So they had classes
                            in these big rooms, all together. Oh, it was the same thing down there.
                            The hostility was great, only it was much worse because there was so
                            much racism. It was just <pb id="p17" n="17" /> racism across the board.
                            There wasn't any worse, better, best, or whatever. I shouldn't put
                            degrees on anything, because it was just there. What was it? What was I?
                            This is really funny if I can remember. I brought in a lot of black
                            literature and put it on reserve in the library. And the librarian said,
                            "Barbara, I don't really…if you think those, them…if you think any of
                            them are going to read any of this, you are just wrong. They're just
                            going to tear it up. You know how them Negroes are."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>This is at Pinecrest?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Mmm hmm. Okay, we had three principals. We had a big daddy principal,
                            then we had two daddy principals. And one of those daddies was black. So
                            at least they were trying. And the head of the English department was
                            black, which was a big leap. But it was just the same 'ol same 'ol. So,
                            I was perceived as a very radical teacher, which I was, I admit it. Of
                            course, by that time, the feminist movement was out of the bag and in
                            full swing. So there was a lot of ways I was identifying with blacks all
                            over the place. There was one store that got the <hi rend="u">New York
                                Times</hi>… you know, it was like voices from the outside world, you
                            know, wow! On Sunday I would drive over to the store practically
                            incognito and get the paper and run back to my little dwelling and read
                            it. Oh my god, so that's what's happening all over the world! Oh my god.
                            To be enlightened! There was this essay by a guy named Knoplinger or
                            something like that, Nottinger or Nothinger about the new South, and how
                            it is making great strides with integration. And all these new laws. We
                            don't have white fountains and black fountains anymore, and we're doing
                            this and that. I'm going, oh <pb id="p18" n="18" /> please! Give me a
                            break! So I wrote this letter to the <hi rend="u">Times</hi> about how
                            this guy is off base or something like that. And just, he doesn't know
                            what's really happening. It was quite a strong letter, let's put it that
                            way, okay? And you know, [I] forgot about it. I came home from school
                            one day, phone rings - no, I think that happened at school, I think that
                            was it. The principal called me and said, "Ms. Lorie, the <hi rend="u"
                                >New York</hi>, now I don't understand this, but the <hi rend="u"
                                >New York Times</hi> is trying to get a hold of you." And I go, "Oh!
                            I don't understand either, I can't imagine, they must have a mistake."
                            Oh my god, dear god! I'll be fired just for this! So when I got home the
                            phone rings, and of course it's the <hi rend="u">New York Times</hi>,
                            and they want to publish my letter and they want permission to publish
                            it and so forth. Which they did. I though, dear god, if anybody down
                            here sees this, I'll be fired. There's no question about it! So there
                            again, there's this part of me that's way out there on this limb,
                            praying to God that nobody cuts it off! By that time I was doing my
                            writtens and I got my M.A. and I was out of there. I got a job and went
                            up North. So I left. The end. I have nothing more to say!</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="8237" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:41:18" />
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>I seriously doubt that! Do you have a copy of this letter, of the
                            editorial that they printed? That would be fascinating for me to make a
                            copy of it and include it in your record and put it in the archive. I
                            can look it up too, to see if I could find it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm sure I have a copy, but you're asking somebody who has voluminous
                            records about, you know, I think, sure I have a copy, of course! But
                            where? Five years later I might find it! [Discussion about obtaining
                            copy of newspaper article.]</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p19" n="19"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>You mentioned, when you were talking about raising money for the books
                            that you bought in Chapel Hill, you said you got a bunch of your people
                            together. Who were these people?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>These were professors you see, and some of them were the radical, they
                            were the radical bunch in Chapel Hill at that time. You know like Lou
                            Lipsitz, who was a professor in Political Science, and Maggie and Donald
                            Matthews, who were in Political Science, and let's see who else? Bill
                            Poteat and Marion Poteat, he was, I think he was head of Religion at
                            Duke, but they were really good friends of mine. When I asked them for
                            some money, they gave me some money. So I can't even remember who else.
                            But I had enough money, it was like five hundred dollars I needed, and I
                            got it. I got it. So, it was great.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>So you had a little bit of a network there of activists within the
                            movement?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. And definitely they were all in the University.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>That's interesting. So there wasn't necessarily any kind of a community
                            support that you had as far as non-university related - just parents of
                            students that lived in the community?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>No, no, no.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="8237" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:43:36" />
                    <milestone n="7721" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:43:37"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, parents of black students, did you have any kind of interaction
                            with them?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>No, no, I had no connection with those parents. Because they just didn't
                            come to the school. They really didn't. It was, god, it was just
                            incredible. It was too scary, I don't blame them. You know, there just
                            wasn't anything out <pb id="p20" n="20" /> there for them. It wasn't
                            until… One of the big units that I taught was on violence. It was really
                            easy to teach about violence and talk about Julius Caesar. There was an
                            article in the <hi rend="u">New Yorker</hi> - there was a movie called
                                <hi rend="u">Bonnie and Clyde</hi> that came out at that time. The
                            reviewer had panned it. I saw that movie and I thought it was one of the
                            most brilliant movies that had ever been made in America because it
                            personified, it glorified violence. Okay. And the thing with our country
                            is that we glorify violence on every occasion, you know. This is so much
                            a part of our culture. Look at this guy Earnhardt that just cracked up
                            against a wall on a, you know, and everybody is mourning him. What was
                            he doing? He was driving cars, at a hundred and eighty miles an hour
                            around a damn circle, you know? What the hell is that all about, for
                            god's sake? The violence that permeates the American culture, it's
                            everywhere. It is glorified. I was trying to show how the violence of
                            integration, the violence of desegregation, had simply fed in to the
                            violence that is a part of our country. I can't even, you know, it's a
                            course. I'm not going to give you the course today. But I felt that it
                            was so significant that our children see that movie, and be able to
                            physically perceive what was happening to their bodies as they were
                            witnessing this violence. So I took, I prevailed upon this poor
                            principal, this poor woman… I mean, I really hope she forgives me
                            wherever she is, you know, to let me take every sophomore kid, I had 90
                            kids. So I got these parents and these 90 kids into buses and we went
                            over to the movie theater and we saw this movie. Of course the parents
                            were just "Ahhh! What has she done?" So when P.T.A. Back to School Night
                            came, I had parents who lambasted me like you wouldn't believe.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p21" n="21" />

                    <p>
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                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE B]</head>
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                        <p>[START OF TAPE 1, SIDE B]</p>
                    </note>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>They were just, they leveled me with what was I trying to do? I said,
                            well, all you have to do is look at the television at six 'o clock at
                            night, listen to Jesse Helms, look at the sheriff in Birmingham,
                            Alabama, look at the black children that were killed at the church. You
                            know I preceded to - look at the men who were killed, look at the boys
                            who were killed at the bowling alley, look at… You think I can stand
                            here and not teach about violence? Now we have it glorified in the
                            cinema. So I went on and tried to - why did I bring that up? I don't
                            know. I don't know why I brought it up.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Violence in the schools?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Violence in the schools, oh right, right. I said, we're going to have
                            violence in our schools because we're not addressing the problem of
                            racism. We're not addressing it within ourselves, and we're sure not
                            addressing it in the halls of Chapel Hill High School. So that year, the
                            year after I left, that would have been the fourth year of integration,
                            Chapel Hill just came apart. It just came apart. Those black kids had
                            had it, and they went in there, and they just tore apart the records,
                            they destroyed the records office. They beat up some teachers, one of my
                            sons got beat up who was there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>This is at Chapel Hill High School?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, right.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Is this when they locked the doors, and, that was it?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Right, that was it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p23" n="23" />
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>That's interesting to hear. All I knew was that the black students had
                            locked the doors—</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>It was just so scary. We had to close the school down for four days - for
                            four or five days, until things could calm down. The eruption of the
                            violence was a natural outcome of our not understanding and being more
                            cognizant of what it was for these children to be put into this school.
                            And what it was for our white children. Both white and black children
                            were suffering. I don't know, we could have done it, but I don't know,
                            there was anybody around teaching us. There wasn't anybody teaching the
                            superintendent, what did he know? Well, we had laws coming down from the
                            Supreme Court. Our churches aren't integrated. So how the hell are we
                            supposed to know each other? <milestone n="7721" unit="excerpt"
                                type="stop" timestamp="00:49:53"/>
                            <milestone n="8238" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:49:54" />Oh god. And then, in Pinecrest, I
                            could see the same thing was going to happen down there. I told my
                            principal, I said, you know, look, this place is going to burn up if you
                            don't start addressing these issues of black and white and racism and
                            the feelings of the people, and the feelings of the staff. It's going to
                            just be wiped out one of these days. And of course, the year after I
                            left, it was, it blew up. The same thing. They started on the busses.
                            They beat each other up, and they closed the schools down for three or
                            four days. Anyway, so that was it. The tragedy, okay, I don't know if
                            you want to know my feelings about what should have been done? Okay,
                            here you have generations, you have four hundred years of black kids who
                            have been going to bad schools, who have not have any kind of
                            individualized…you know, they had teachers that weren't really trained
                            really well. Because of the culture they came from, and the colleges
                            they went to. You had <pb id="p24" n="24"/> kids, black kids who weren't
                            up to snuff, who weren't up to the standards of white kids. What should
                            have happened would have been to teach them as if they were foreigners
                            coming into our schools. Listen to me talk, into <hi rend="i">our</hi>
                            schools, you see? I have, I mean my own body is so full of racism, even
                            as old as I am, and as hard as I've worked, my language still is of a
                            white racist. Because that's what I was born and raised on. But these
                            children should have had individualized, massive intrusion of
                            individualized instruction on reading and writing and math. There wasn't
                            any way that they could ever catch up, so they never caught up, and the
                            frustrations are to this day, so great. Because of the economic
                            deprivations and the scholastic deprivations are huge. Today, we don't
                            have, we never addressed, we whites have never said, we're sorry. We
                            never. We did it to the Nisei Japanese. We paid them - we nationally
                            told them we were sorry. But as a nation, we have never said to black
                            people, look, we are sorry. This is a terrible thing that we've done to
                            you. We apologize, and somehow, we want to make it up to you. We
                            haven't. So I don't know when it's going to happen, or what it's going
                            to take. I just don't know. Because the degrees of separation are so
                            huge - even now. I'm sure you read the papers; you know what I'm talking
                            about. So, that was my experience, and I don't think much has changed. I
                            don't think the attitudes of - I don't think attitudes in this country
                            generally have changed much. You have places and small communities,
                            which are trying very hard to be, to address the whole idea of racism.
                            To get rid of it. But as a nation, it sucks, briefly.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p25" n="25"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm interested to know - you've already kind of touched on this - the
                            differences, or the similarities, or the sameness even, of the attitudes
                            of the students that you are tutoring every so often which we talked
                            about very briefly in the beginning, as opposed to the students you were
                            teaching at Chapel Hill during desegregation, or integration, depending
                            on which angle you are looking at it from.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, there are definitely changes in attitudes now. Definitely! I mean,
                            these kids all have black friends, and there's no feeling about
                            blackness, whiteness, or anything. They just go out together and have a
                            great time. So, there are definitely changes that have come about. We
                            have a teen center here in Pittsboro, which has been a huge, wonderful
                            success. There doesn't seem to be any feeling anymore about black and
                            white kids going out together. I'm not a part of the secondary school
                            scene, so I don't really know. I just hear this third-hand from parents
                            who work there, and who feel that it's very comfortable. For the most
                            part, it's very comfortable.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>What do you think about the same question, but on an institutional level?
                            From the educator's standpoint, or the school, or the curriculum?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>I think that our school board is totally racist. I think my
                            superintendent here is totally racist. I think he's a real, oh man, I
                            have no respect for this man. I finally joined a group called the
                            Chatham County Political Reform Group, which is a multiracial group of
                            people working to share stories, to share our lives. Just so that we
                            could get past the initial racism we were all born with. I don't belong
                            to it anymore, but I did belong to it for about ten years. I don't
                            anymore because I've <pb id="p26" n="26" /> physically had to - I'm old,
                            what the hell! I'm old. I've had to limit what I'm doing. So I've tried
                            to cut back on some of the stuff I've been doing, and that was
                            unfortunately one of the groups that I really had to, that I love, and
                            had to withdraw from. Anyway, one of the things I did do was to join a
                            black church. I mean, I'm real sick of… I'm sick of it, I'm sick of not
                            knowing black people intimately, on an equal level. So this black church
                            I belong to has been a very great revelation for me, just a wonderful
                            opportunity for me to be with people on a daily basis, a weekly
                        basis.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>What's the name of the church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Alston Chapel Church. And if you're interested, I'll take you there some
                            Sunday. It would be a good experience for you. Have you ever been to a
                            black church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>I haven't. I've been invited on several occasions. I worked with a couple
                            of African American ladies this summer. It was just a matter of time.
                            I'm very active with my church, and so, they always went at the same
                            time, and we could never figure out how we could work around it. But I
                            would really be interested in doing that. It could only help with this
                            project as well.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Right, well then we'll do that. It's a charismatic church. It's not a
                            traditional Protestant church. So lots of shouting and screaming and
                            falling down and talking in tongues and stuff like that. I don't adhere
                            to all the things that… I just feel Christianity has floundered as far
                            as teaching what Christ, the messages of Christ. I just think we messed
                            up totally. And even my church, I think we've messed up. Of course I
                            don't say that to my church. I don't say it to the <pb id="p27" n="27" />
                            members of my church. But I don't find any church following the concepts
                            that Jesus laid out. I just don't see it anywhere. So sometimes it's
                            very hard for me to go to the church, because I don't feel that that
                            church is meeting my Christian needs either. But it has allowed me to
                            meet, and be with, and form deep friendships with some of the people in
                            this church. And I'm deeply grateful for that. I am very very grateful
                            that they have accepted me as a part of their community.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Are you the only white person in the church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, yes. Yes, I am. I am very - I have a reputation in this state. I am
                            a left-wing radical feminist. That's sort of not what this church is
                            looking for, they are very middle class, traditional, conservative, etc.
                            So I come out with a few things, statements that they go, "There she
                            goes again." But you know, it's good for them. They're good for me and
                            I'm good for them. I'm an environmentalist, I mean, that's really my
                            heart, that's where my heart is. And I'm probably a pantheist, if you
                            really wanted to define me, what's my spiritual path - I'm a pantheist.
                            That's all I think about, is what we are doing to the earth. In more
                            ways than one. Okay, what else? That's it, that's enough, right?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>I mean, if you're ready to stop we can stop.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, do you have anything else you want to know?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="7723" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="01:00:41"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>You've answered a lot of my questions as we went along, which is
                            wonderful. There are two things that you said, one of them which was:
                            you referred to - I think this was very astute - both blacks and whites
                            as being <pb id="p28" n="28" /> victims. Which seems to be very much the
                            case. Could you talk about that a little bit? I guess more on the white
                            side, whites as victims as well.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>We are so limited in our worldview, white people. We are missing out on
                            the great cultural beauties that three-fourths of the world have to
                            offer. We are in our own culture, we have missed out. You know, we think
                            Bach, Brahms, Beethoven, and whoever, have got to be it. But all of our
                            music in this country comes from black people. And anybody who denies
                            that if full of it, you know? Blues, and jazz, and gospel, are the
                            foundation of modern music worldwide. It's not just in the United
                            States. You go to Africa, you go to Morocco, you go to England, you go
                            to Egypt, you go anywhere and you hear the roots that have come from the
                            diaspora of blacks in the world. And that's true of Latinos, of Asians.
                            We are so limited because we have been dealt this superiority complex
                            historically. The rigidity of our white superiority has denied us the
                            glories of other cultures to be integrated within our lives. I feel that
                            so deeply. I can't tell you how strongly I feel that we have been denied
                            the knowledge, the prescience, the joy of other cultures by he
                            limitations of our own western education. So it wasn't until integration
                            that you finally had blacks saying, "Hello, we're here." The center,
                            what is it, the Sonja B. Haynes Center that is being built is such a
                            marvelous thing right there in the middle of the… "Sorry, honeys. We're
                            right here in the middle of this white campus. Here we are." I love it,
                            I love it. I just think it is about time, you know? We're only a hundred
                            years late, a couple of hundred years. So I feel very sorry for white
                            people who are so rigid in their beliefs and their traditions that it
                            limits them in what they read, what they listen to <pb id="p29" n="29" />
                            on the radio, what they watch on television. Of course, we shouldn't
                            watch television anyway, because that's the biggest addiction of the
                            world right now. That they don't step outside and see what the glories
                            are of other cultures. That's mainly what I feel as a white person. I
                            feel very strongly about television. I feel it is such a terrible drug.
                            It's so far worse than any drug, so far worse than heroin, and crack
                            cocaine, and dope, it is the drug of the world. And we have done it. The
                            white culture, and white men, mostly, have done it. White Anglo Saxon
                            men, thank you very much, are people who have laid this culture out as
                            the culture. When you go to Egypt and you see "Dallas" on the
                            television, for god's sake, what the hell is that all about? Give me
                            strength! It's insane, it's total insanity. "Ah, I love you." And nails
                            hanging off their fingernails like fangs. Okay, in answer to that,
                            that's enough.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>It's interesting that you mentioned the Black Cultural Center, because,
                            the new Black Cultural Center, because that's something that's very much
                            an issue on campus still. There's been a lot of opposition. A lot of
                            people are saying that there needs to be a multicultural center, not a
                            black cultural center, because the concern is raised that this will just
                            cause more of a separation. More of a division. Because there is very
                            much a division on campus still. So how would you respond to that kind
                            of argument?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>I would say that any culture, let's have a Japanese center, or an Asian
                            center. Let's spread the goodies around. Because there isn't such thing
                            as multiculturalism. That's bullshit, total bullshit. You have a
                            significant contribution to this country by a group of people that
                            despite the fact that they <pb id="p30" n="30"/> were slaves, gave us
                            the buildings - the congressional building was built by blacks, okay. Do
                            we have any pictures of blacks in the rotunda? No! You go to Washington
                            D.C. and you don't see any pictures of blacks in the rotunda. And that
                            building was built by slaves. You know, we have so much culture that
                            comes from black people, that they need a building, they need a museum,
                            they need their story to be in our face! So that we can finally
                            understand that's what it's all about. And we can't get it any other
                            way. It's like the Jews finally gave us that museum in Washington D.C.
                            You know, yeah, six million of us were killed. Guess what, gassed over
                            in Germany. Well, how many blacks have been hung from trees? How many of
                            us even know where the trees were? How many of us know what the cultures
                            were and where they came from, and what happened to these black
                            families. We know a little bit, that's it. But we don't know what's
                            happened since. We don't have that four hundred years of culture in our
                            country. We don't have any place where it's all coming together: this is
                            the story, and these are what we have done, and this is where we've come
                            from. So that's my feeling about.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm a Women's Studies major, an American History and Women's' Studies
                            double major, so I was really intrigued - this is something that I've
                            read tons about, but I would like to hear it from you. You were speaking
                            about how the women's movement led to you identifying with blacks, and
                            with the Civil Rights Movement, these kinds of things. Can you talk a
                            little bit about that?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>It's so hard for me to talk about the Women's Movement, because my life -
                            I refuse to look at myself as a victim. But I was victimized by the
                            legal <pb id="p31" n="31" /> system - my whole life has been saturated
                            with patriarchy. I see it today. All you need to do is go to Raleigh and
                            sit in on the legislature. Okay, that's all you need to do. Go sit in
                            there and listen to those windbags talk about making the laws for the
                            people of this state. And you know, fifty percent of the people of this
                            state aren't represented by those windbags. All you need to do is listen
                            to some of the windbags on the UNC campus. All you need to do is go into
                            some of those old-timey professors and listen to them talk, and you want
                            to puke! You want to just puke because they haven't got it. They haven't
                            got the message, they don't understand about women. They don't
                            understand why we feel like we were enslaved also, and of course we were
                            slaves! We were slaves of a different kind than the black slaves were
                            working in the cotton fields. I try very hard not to go there, not to go
                            to this place of anger that I have towards men. Because my anger is so
                            huge. My own family - my father was, you know, we bowed down to him. My
                            brothers were, we bowed down to them. And my sisters and I, we barely -
                            we were supposed to go to college to get married and that was it. None
                            of us were supposed to show any signs of brains or whatever. I will
                            never forget my brother who was the professor, my other brother was a
                            medical doctor, surgeon of course… and my brother, Charles, who is a
                            famous professor - was, he's retired now - written all kinds of books,
                            he was a Classical blah blah wancho, Greek and Latin scholar stuff. He
                            was down here giving an address at the university. One of the
                            significant issues in my own personal life was that my family never
                            helped me when I needed it. I came from a family of some means. Because
                            I got divorced, and because there was a stigma there. I just had a very
                                <pb id="p32" n="32" /> very rough time. A very very very very rough
                            time. I was always one minute away from the street, and I will never
                            forget that my family didn't help me. Finally I was a teacher, and my
                            brother, Charles, came down to lecture here, and I hadn't seen him. When
                            my husband committed suicide, my family didn't show up here. I didn't
                            have any telephone calls or, "Gee, what's going on," or "Sorry." But my
                            brother was here, and of course, I was still enamored of him as being my
                            brother the big professor. So he came out to cook dinner for me and my
                            children. We lived in a very tiny house, about a thousand square feet;
                            it was just really a hovel. When he was cooking dinner and
                            pontificating, finally we were having this argument about some
                            theological question. I can't even remember what it was, maybe
                            existential something. And all of a sudden he stopped, and he turned
                            around and said, "Really, you know you're quite bright." Then he went
                            back to stirring and you know. I remember that vividly. But anyway, I
                            can hardly talk about the women's movement - it's been so powerful in my
                            life, and I'm so grateful that even though it was at the end of my life,
                            I was able to witness that women are coming into their own. They aren't
                            anywhere near there yet, not at all. But I'm so grateful that I live in
                            this community. And all of the men in this community I love, and have
                            tremendous respect for, They are gentle, loving, caring men who
                            understand women's issues, and who are devoted to women in a way… I
                            never met a man like that, you know, I never had a man in my life like
                            that. That's for sure. So, things are changing, and they're raising
                            their children, these men are raising their children in a totally
                            different way than from how you were raised, even you probably, were not
                            raised the way these children are being <pb id="p33" n="33" /> raised. So
                            there are changes, there's great hope. There is such hope. I am so proud
                            of the women I see out there doing what they're doing. My heart just
                            opens up, and I am passionately loving of these women going out and
                            standing up for their rights.</p>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Unless, there's something else that we haven't covered, or anything else
                            that you'd like to….</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">BARBARA LORIE:</speaker>
                        <p>We've covered everything. We don't need to talk anymore.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MELISSA FROEMMING:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay, sounds like a good place to stop then.</p>
                    </sp>

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