Thomas H. Watkins
Austin, TX
In the early 50s I was a student in the 8th grade in a town in deep east Texas. On Saturdays, I would take the bus downtown to the movies. At that time, if there were now whites on a bus, the African-Americans could sit anywhere on the bus. But if a white got on the bus, they had to crowd in the back third of the bus behind the white line. When I got on the bus, all the African-Americans would move behind the white line. Something seemed wrong.
Later the white lines disappeared, but African-Americans could not go to white schools, eat at white restaurants, and had to sit in the balcony at the movie.
White line moved off the bus.
