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Since so many are reminiscing, I was 31, living in California, and devoted to Civil Rights. I was a member of the Unitarian Universalist Society then, it would be a few more years before I realized I didn't really need a god. The 3 murdered young men, brought horror to our hearts. I had 2 very young daughters (a yearling and a four year old) and no job so I couldn't go to Mississippi or Alabama. And to be honest, while we sent what money we could to the organizations there, we simply did not have the in your face problem s that existed in Mississippi, Alabama and the rest of the deep south. It would be 3 more years before I even became a citizen. But I campaigned heavily for Lyndon Baines Johnson, knocked on doors, distributed posters and even registered voters. (No, they didn't care that I couldn't vote myself, they just needed live warm bodies to go to houses of those who wished to register and help them fill out the forms. And I still mean every word of my post 5 minutes ago.

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