MLK, Obama, Ole Miss, And Riley

January 19, 2009 1:11 am

by Icarus · 8 comments

A few of the regular readers caught the fact that I attended the opening game of Ole Miss instead of my Georgia Bulldogs at the beginning of this college football season.  I got a few online comments, as well as a few concerned emails.  After all, with Georgia projected to have its best season in 29 years, wasn’t I in the wrong place?  I only responded to the questions that it was a family thing, and that I would explain later.

With a few of the discussions we’ve had here over the past couple of days, coupled with today’s observance of MLK day, and tomorrow’s historic inauguration, I’m guessing now is as good as a time as any to tell the rest of the story.

Riley was one of my father’s closest friends.   In the late 1960’s, he had been sent to serve the country Methodist church that my family had attended for a few generations in mid-west Georgia.  A seminary student at Emory, Riley had been sent to check our church out, and guest-speak at a Sunday service.   Having met him only a couple of days earlier, but realizing he was someone special, my father took the opportunity to introduce him to the congregation as “Our new preacher.”   They were both young men with very young children, and both showed evidence of loving southern fried food a bit too much.  They had much in common, and remained friends for the rest of their lives.   

Riley returned to his native Mississippi after he graduated seminary, but our families remained close.  He became “Uncle Riley” to me and my siblings, and his children are my “cousins”.   When my father passed away, Riley dropped what he was doing to be back here for our family, and conducted my father’s funeral service.   And afterwards, his similarities to my own father still strong, I grew closer to him as one of the pieces of my father that I had left.

A couple of years ago, Riley hosted me at his tailgate in “the Grove” before UGA played his Rebels.   He loved Ole Miss almost as much as he loved the Methodist Church, and he loved the Methodists a lot.   It was interesting to see Riley so happy and so at home in a school that still reveled in Ole Reb.  After all, Riley was an active member of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference when he was our minister.

When I asked him about that, he told me that a lot of things have changed over time, both with respect to the University, and in a bigger sense, in the South.   There was not a Rebel flag to be found in the stadium.  He told me that the politically correct community had failed miserably in trying to get it removed.  Then with a bit of a chuckle, he said “but Tubberville only had to mention that it was hurting recruiting one time and they were all gone.”   I still love the simple pragmatism in that statement.   People who were willing to fight for a symbol for whatever their personal reason were able to collectively let it go for one bigger collective reason:  the desire to win.

It was not as easy to have a chuckle about making progress in race relations when Riley served our church.  He told me that very few of the Church members knew he was involved with the SCLC.  After all, they were considered a subversive group, and in most circles, “un-American”.  I never specifically asked how long it took him before he told my father about it, and I would be willing to guess that my dad wasn’t initially approving.  Dad was, after all, a product of his environment at the time.  I do know, however, he was also helped into this new era, now two generations old, by Riley and others like him.  Both of my parents ensured that they raised children who were not racists.  Most others in our area did the same.  Atlanta earned it’s moniker of “The City Too Busy To Hate”.  After all, as a small city on the move, it wanted to win.

Riley was working at the SCLC’s offices in Atlanta the night Dr. King was assassinated.  His recollection of Atlanta was an unbelievably uneasy calm.  He spent most of the evening driving dignitaries and  SCLC operatives from the airport to homes whose owners had volunteered to house guests during the days leading up to the funeral.  He recalls being told that he couldn’t go near the West End or Atlanta University, because there was rioting and that “white people weren’t safe over there”.  Except that Riley had already made several trips to that area, and would continue to make more, with no troubles. 

His last trip of that evening was to take one of their field workers from another city, an African-American gentleman, to one of the larger houses in Druid Hills.  He was a young minister in a old VW Beetle delivering and equally young and equally poor black man to one of the nicest homes in Atlanta.  And with tears in his own eyes, he recounted how the owner of the home opened his front door, grabbed his guests in a huge bear hug, and said, “welcome to my house” as they all cried over the death of Dr. King.

And now, 40 years later, there is solid evidence of change.  My father was at UGA when Charlayne Hunter-Galt and Hamilton Holmes integrated the school.  When I attended UGA, Hamilton Holmes Jr. was my Resident Assistant, and I served on the Georgia Recruitment Team with Hamilton Holmes Sr.   And the current President of the SCLC will be participating at the inauguration tomorrow of our country’s first African American President.

Riley didn’t quite make it to see this accomplishment.  He succumbed to kidney disease last spring.  My trip to Ole Miss was in his honor, as well as to be with his son as our families continue their friendship through the next generations.  I honestly don’t know if Riley would have voted for President-elect Obama.  He was one of the few people who I didn’t waste conversation with talk of current politics.  I am confident, however, that he would be quite proud that our country has reached a point in history where this is possible.  I am equally confident that he would tell all of us that we still have a lot of work to do.  Hopefully, as a country, we still want to win.

Skeptical January 19, 2009 at 9:35 am

What a nice post! Thanks for sharing that Icarus.

Bill Simon January 19, 2009 at 9:48 am

Ditto.

rugby January 19, 2009 at 10:12 am

Ditto 1.

bowersville January 19, 2009 at 10:14 am

Ditto again.

Daniel N. Adams January 19, 2009 at 11:53 am

I was in DC at the annual American’s for Prosperity convention in 2007 and the same point Icarus is making was presented to me. I had just finished listening to one of the GOP presidential candidates give a speech and after getting my picture made with the candidate, I headed to the hotel bar for a celebratory drink. As luck would have it, the gentleman I set beside was the president of a major university in the area and he asked me if I had just heard the speech just given. I said I had and he made this comment. “That speech could have just as easily been given by Ronald Regan with one major difference.” “Where Reagan ran to win, Ron Paul seems to be running to fight.” “What a shame.”

All in the Freedom, fiscal conservative, limited government, civil libertarian movement should heed this observational advice. Stay tough and principled, but learn to “run to win.”

Tea Party January 19, 2009 at 3:49 pm

America is still a very ‘nice neighborhood’ and winning is in our National creed. My sister-in-law is Dutch, and once commented to me, “Why do Amercians have to always be first?” I could have spend an lifetime trying to answer that simple question, but I replied, “it’s our nature.”

We have few problems that money cannot resolve. Watch and see the Amercian spirit continue to win, Warren Buffet is seldom completely wrong, and he places great confidence in our markets.

Great post Icarus!

Taft Republican January 19, 2009 at 3:59 pm

Good post. And Daniel – the difference was that RR ran in a GOP environment where he could “run to win,” while RP ran in a GOP environment where he could only “run to fight.”

The way had been paved for RR to win in 1980 by the Goldwater Republicans who lost in 1960 (no, that’s not a typo). So now the RP Republicans who lost in 2008 are paving the way for, I dunno, somebody to win later — hopefully (for our country’s sake) not 20 years later.

Vive la r3volution.

shep1975 January 19, 2009 at 4:47 pm

I was thinking about writing a post for today Icarus, but after reading yours, there is nothing I could add. Great piece.

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