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...onlookers, including Jessica Mitfrord, author of The American Way of Death, and Col. Paul W. Feeney, director of the Massachusetts Selective Service System. Although few spectators appeared, the horde of defendants, counsel, and relatives necessitated setting up a double row of extra chairs--and at least one lawyer still wound up in the jury...
...will be the hardest to achieve." He then said this would require a change in men's hearts-in the way they see and treat their neighbors. No other white leader's remarks and few colored spokesmen have isolated and described so well the deep and festering wound responsible for the outbreaks-namely, the long-ingrained conviction and the sustained conduct in and by millions of whites that the Negro is an inferior person. The glib, commonplace expression "free, white and twenty-one" epitomizes this ghastly and disastrous view. The noise and smoke in urban areas...
...aides tenderly laid towels over the gaping wound; some 30 hard-hatted Memphis police swiftly converged on the motel in response to the shot. In doing so, they missed the assassin, whose weapon (a scope-sighted 30.06-cal. Remington pump rifle), binoculars and suitcase were found near the rooming house. A spent cartridge casing was left in the grimy lavatory. The range from window to balcony: an easy...
...many whites, the subsequent mourning might have seemed unbearably emotional. In Memphis, before it was carried south toward home, King's body lay in state at the R. S. Lewis & Sons Funeral Home in an open bronze casket, the black suit tidily pressed, the wound in the throat now all but invisible. Many of those who filed past could not control their tears. Some kissed King's lips; others reverently touched his face. A few women threw their hands in the air and cried aloud in ululating agony. Mrs. King was a dry-eyed frieze of heartbreak...
Fleeing from some unnamed shoot-'em-up. five badmen ride into the tiny frontier town of Firecreek, where they settle down while Fonda recuperates from a bullet wound in his side. The sheriff turns out to be earnest, mild-mannered James Stewart-a simple sodbuster who carries no gun and wears a badge emblazoned SHERAF that his kids made for him. Fonda has the wound.in his side, and later his wounded psyche, nursed by a local spinster (Inger Stevens), while his boys raise hell with an itinerant preacher (Ed Begley), smash up a saloon, and try to gang-rape...