You Don’t Have to Ride Jim Crow 45
the university’s president, Frank Porter Graham—a member of President
Truman’s Committee on Civil Rights—and several other outspoken liberals.
A native Tennessean, Jones was a member of the Fellowship of Southern
Churchmen, a former member of FOR’s national council, and a leading fig-
ure among Chapel Hill’s white civil rights advocates. Despite the efforts of
Jones, Fellowship of Southern Churchmen activist Nelle Morton, and oth-
ers, life in this small college town remained segregated, but there were signs
that the local color line was beginning to fade. Earlier in the year, the black
singer Dorothy Maynor had performed before a racially integrated audience
on campus, and Jones’s church had hosted an interracial union meeting spon-
sored by the Congress of Industrial Organizations (CIO). These and other
breaches of segregationist orthodoxy signaled a rising tolerance in the uni-
versity community, but they also stoked the fires of reaction among local
defenders of Jim Crow. By the time the CORE riders arrived, the town’s
most militant segregationists were primed and ready for a confrontation that
would serve warning that Chapel Hill, despite the influence of the university
and its liberal president, was still white man’s country.
54
The riders’ first few hours in Chapel Hill seemed to confirm the town’s
reputation as an outpost of racial moderation. Jones and several church el-
ders welcomed them at the station, and a Saturday night meeting with stu-
dents and faculty at the university went off without a hitch. On Sunday
morning most of the riders, including several blacks, attended services at
Jones’s church and later met with a delegation representing the Fellowship
of Southern Churchmen. At this point there was no hint of trouble, and the
interracial nature of the gatherings, as Houser later recalled, seemed natural
“in the liberal setting of this college town.” As the riders boarded a Trailways
bus for the next leg of the journey, they could only hope that things would
continue to go as smoothly in Greensboro, where a Sunday night mass meet-
ing was scheduled. Since there was no Greyhound run from Chapel Hill to
Greensboro, the riders divided into two groups and purchased two blocks of
tickets on Trailways buses scheduled to leave three hours apart.
55
Five of the riders—Johnson, Felmet, Peck, Rustin, and Roodenko—
boarded the first bus just after lunch. But they never made it out of the sta-
tion. As soon as Felmet and Johnson sat down in adjoining seats near the
front of the bus, the driver, Ned Leonard, ordered Johnson to the “colored”
section in the rear. The two riders explained that they “were traveling to-
gether to meet speaking engagements in Greensboro and other points south”
and “that they were inter-state passengers . . . ‘covered’ by the Irene Morgan
decision.” Unmoved, Leonard walked to the nearby police station to arrange
for their arrest. While he was gone, Rustin and Roodenko engaged several of
the passengers in conversation, creating an “open forum” that revealed that
many of the passengers supported Felmet’s and Johnson’s protest. When
Leonard later passed out waiver cards that the bus company used to absolve
itself from liability, one woman balked, declaring: “You don’t want me to