We think Jim Crow is over, or I did, until a friend gave me this story.
Visiting relatives in New Orleans, she was told they had a surprise for her. In the car because they considered her a “radical” Californian, they made her get down in the back seat so she couldn’t see where they were driving. This was in Metairie, Louisiana, New Orleans’ first suburb. The car twisted, turned and finally stopped outside an unmarked door.
Inside, she was stunned to see a large, crowded restaurant. And the surprise here in the late 1990s? The owner, when ordered to integrate public facilities back in 1964, refused. Instead, he picked up his restaurant, moved it to Metairie, and continued operating, secretly, as a segregated establishment for whites only.
Unless you were the waiter.