March 30, 2015
By Ann Margaret Anselmo
This is the fourth blog in our series on the Civil Rights Movement.
The story of my historic march to Montgomery, Alabama, began on the Feast of St. Joseph (March 19) in 1965. Early in the afternoon that day, I walked over to the Department of English office where, with great relief and little ceremony, I turned in three copies of my dissertation which the official readers were to examine. When I returned to the convent, I found a note on our “Emergency” bulletin board reporting that a School Sister of Notre Dame (SSND), Sister Peter, had called from Memphis, Tennessee, to urge all the sisters who possibly could to go to Selma for the march.
For several days a persistent tune had been playing in my mind: “I wish I could go to Selma!” And now here was the invitation, in black and white, pinned to the small square board where most of our crises were announced. … In a few minutes I was talking to Reverend Mother in Connecticut [to ask permission]. She acted to my proposal like a truly updated Mother General, hesitating only long enough to remind me that I might find myself either in danger or in jail—or both. When I assured her that I was aware of these possibilities, she gave her consent and cautioned—“Try not to catch cold.” Read More