The Uncivil Fight for Rights

By the time Ken Blackwell returned from Martin Luther King Jr.’s funeral in Atlanta in early April 1968, the worst of the riots in Cincinnati were over.

Two people died during the melee on April 8, and the National Guard was called in to restore order. Still, anger hung in the air like a combustible fog and it would only take a small spark to reignite the whole thing. 

Blackwell was a sophomore at Xavier at the time, as well as a volunteer for a local community agency. Realizing the delicacy of the situation, he chose to skip class and go into the streets to keep an eye on both protesters and police. As he was standing at his post, a nationally broadcast speech by activist Stokely Carmichael provided that spark and a surge of protesters washed down Rockdale Avenue toward Blackwell. Before he could react, he was swept along by the crowd and taken to jail with the mob.

Watch: 1995 Urban League conversation with Civil Rights leaders

[lightbox link=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eNzdnDt_Vg&feature=youtu.be”]civilrightsvideo[/lightbox] As he was being released from the holding pen, Blackwell marveled at the irony of the moment, of how just two days earlier he was marching peacefully behind the casket of the assassinated leader of the Civil Rights Movement. Xavier administrators had sent him and three other black students to the funeral as a delegation from Xavier. It was a significant and meaningful gesture by the University that it was recognizing race relations. The Civil Rights Movement had been underway for a decade, mostly fought in the hot cities of the South, but had found its way even onto the mostly white Xavier campus. Though hardly a hotbed of radicalism, Xavier had its share of activist students who wanted to shake things up—even in the early days of the movement. They formed student groups, held protests, joined community boycotts, wrote editorials. They stuck their necks out, took risks, challenged authority. Some even went to jail.

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Most of these students finished their degrees. Some did not. But in the end, their actions on and off campus succeeded in making Xavier a better, more open place for the students who came after them. Today, as the nation celebrates the 50th anniversary of the signing of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, their legacy still reverberates. Here are a few of their stories.

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FREEDOM RIDER

On a hot Friday in July 1961, young Bill Hansen boards a Greyhound bus with seven other riders and settles in for the three-hour trip to Jackson, Miss. They sit in the back—whites and blacks together.

Hansen, a white Xavier student whose civil rights activism in Cincinnati has drawn the attention of the national leaders of CORE, the Congress of Racial Equality, is scared to death. The group has brought him to Montgomery, Ala., to join the throngs of Freedom Riders who are riding buses across the South to converge on Jackson, where they are routinely rounded up and jailed in their efforts to integrate the stations.Map 02 08/11

Images of a burning bus and riders being beaten keep playing in his head as they get closer to Jackson. There are a few others on the bus. Hansen learns later they’re undercover police assigned to protect them. And for good reason. As they pull into Meridian, Miss., he sees a mob of people packed into the town square. He stays in his seat, studying the angry faces through the window. 

At 6:00 p.m., the bus pulls into Jackson. This time, there are no crowds. The driver lets the Freedom Riders off first. They file quietly into the whites-only waiting area. Twice, police tell them to move. When they refuse, they’re arrested and jailed. At trial, they’re convicted in minutes. When they refuse to pay their fines, they’re taken by paddy wagon to the state prison at Parchman Farm. Hansen’s sentence is six months.

Hansen was no stranger to jail. The first time he was arrested was when he and his roommate, a Xavier student from the Bahamas, went to look at a place in an upscale neighborhood of white homeowners near campus. When the landlord saw the two students standing there—one white, one black—he quickly tried to shut the door. But Hansen was ready. He stuck his foot in the door and refused to budge. The landlord called the police and the students were arrested. Two hours later, they were out.hansenjail

They didn’t get the apartment, but the experience made its mark on Hansen. “It was the beginning of a long career,” he says. 

Hansen’s involvement in the Civil Rights Movement began when he came to Xavier in 1957 and met two people who would change his life—William Mason, a fellow student who was black, and David F. McCarthy, S.J., a progressively minded theology professor. 

Because of them, Hansen began to ask questions. “My social focus began to change, and I began to think about race,” he says, including the racist views of his family’s all-white community. McCarthy helped them start the Xavier Interracial Council—the first race-oriented group on campus. The most important thing it accomplished was to convince the dean of students to post a list of approved landlords who would rent to blacks.

Hansen soon became involved with the local NAACP and CORE. They picketed Woolworth’s and boycotted Coca Cola. In May 1961, they took on Coney Island amusement park, where the pool remained whites-only. Hansen and Mason joined the protest group that refused to leave when the blacks were refused admission. Three times, they were arrested, and within a few weeks, the park opened the pool to blacks. They had won, but by then, Hansen had become a Freedom Rider and was soon heading to Parchman Farm, one of the most notoriously brutal prisons in the South.

At Parchman, blacks and whites are segregated in separate cells. When Hansen complains, he’s placed in isolation with no bed. For four days, he sleeps on the concrete floor. When he’s let out, he complains again and lands in isolation for three more weeks. Finally, after 43 days, he’s freed.

Hansen was one of more than 300 Freedom Riders to serve time at Parchman. But by then he was broke, so he withdrew from Xavier and went to work as an organizer for the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC). He was beaten several times, including by a jail guard in Albany, Ga., suffering a broken jaw, broken ribs and broken teeth. But he kept working for the cause, bill_hansen_todayspending most of the next 10 years in Little Rock, Ark., where his marriage to a black woman caused a stir and threats of arrest. Eventually Hansen—and the movement—ran out of steam. He left for Europe, earned a master’s at the University of Maryland and studied toward a doctorate at Boston University. He’s been teaching at the American University of Nigeria since 2005.

Looking back, Hansen feels indebted to Xavier. It’s where he met the first black people he’d ever known and was awakened to the injustice that stirred his activism. He believes he made a difference. “I wish I had finished at Xavier, but at the same time, I don’t regret doing what I did,” Hansen says. “It was something that needed to be done.”

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FREEDOM SUMMER

Shortly after his last exam, Joe Meissner hops on a Greyhound bus and heads for Birmingham, Ala. It’s May 1963, and the city is the hot spot for lunch counter sit-ins and demonstrations.

He’s been debating the events with other students at Marion Hall, Xavier’s off-campus residence for its brightest honors students. Sheriff Bull Connor has been unleashing dogs and fire hoses on black people who want to order burgers and milkshakes with the rest of Birmingham’s residents, and Meissner wants to see it firsthand. meissnerrotcHe takes a room at the local YMCA and stays a week, interviewing people and writing about what he learns. He goes to meetings at the headquarters of the movement’s new leader, Martin Luther King Jr., takes pictures, attends church rallies. When King delivers a speech urging the people not to take to the streets again, Meissner is there, in the back row of the church, the lone white face in the crowd. [lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/meissnerrotc.jpg”][/lightbox] “Dr. King was saying we would not break our pledges, and I was thinking, boy he’s got a hard speech to give. It’s not what people were expecting. They wanted to go back out and he was saying, no, we would get [city officials] to honor their agreements,” Meissner says.

A week later, he returns to campus in time to give the valedictorian speech, in which he talks about witnessing King’s theory of passive resistance. “I included what I saw going on in Birmingham,” he says. “I came back and told people about it.”

meissneryoungMeissner reveled in the political and philosophical debates in Marion Hall. They stoked his interest in the social issues of the day—Korea, Communism, civil rights—but the issues of segregation and poverty left him deeply troubled. As president of the student body, he pushed for change. By the time he’s ready to graduate in May 1963 with an Honors Bachelor of Arts, he is primed to do battle, or at least to do good.

He returns to Alabama the next summer after a year at Harvard Law School. This time, he’s in Mobile with a group of law students working on voter registration and desegregation issues. The work is performed against a backdrop of violent resistance to change throughout the South. The Freedom Riders of 1961 ended their campaign to desegregate the bus system, and now during Freedom Summer of 1964, the Civil Rights Movement is focused on helping blacks exercise their right to vote.

[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/meissneryoung.jpg”][/lightbox]One of the most violent events of the movement—the murders of three young civil rights workers—takes place that June in Mississippi, one state over. On July 2, 1964, shortly after their disappearance, President Johnson signs the Civil Rights Act into law.

Page-4-Joe-and-Cong.-LewisDespite the tensions, young people like Meissner throw themselves into the tedious work of going door to door, to homes and shops, churches and offices, to register voters and monitor desegregation efforts in both Alabama and Mississippi. He is assigned the job of testing public places to see if they’re following integration laws. 

Meissner finds himself on a golf course one day with three black men. They play a round without incident. But he can’t stop wondering what has happened to the three civil rights workers who are still missing. In August, he learns their bodies are discovered buried in an earthen dam. 

Meissner is so affected by the experience that he devotes his life to working for the poor as a Legal Aid attorney in Cleveland. “I wanted to be a lawyer because I had ideas of making the world better,” he says. 

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TOUGALOO

Just before Christmas in 1963, Rudolph Hasl and a handful of Xavier students climb into his car and head south toward Jackson, Miss. They’re going to get an education about the South and the state of race relations at Tougaloo Southern Christian College.

The city is at the epicenter of the Civil Rights Movement in Mississippi, and the historically black college is the movement’s focal point in Jackson.

[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/HASL_young.jpg”]HASL_young[/lightbox]Hasl is a senior Honors Bachelor of Arts student. He’s also president of the Student Council and is focused on waking up the student body to the social and racial issues fracturing the South. At the end of the 700-mile drive through Kentucky and Tennessee—before the days of interstate highways—is a college brimming with activity and civil rights leaders.

Tougaloo students, including English major Jerry Ward, open their dorm rooms to the Xavier students. Hasl and his colleagues spend a week interviewing students and community activists about the Civil Rights Movement. Hasl pulls out his tape recorder and records all the interviews—including one he gets with Ross Barnett, the Mississippi governor renowned for his racist rants and defense of segregation.

[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/newswire2-150×150.jpg”]newswire2[/lightbox]“It was a highly volatile time in Jackson,” Hasl says. “It was right before the three Civil Rights workers were killed. He’s the same governor who sent the Freedom Riders to Parchman Farm.”

Then Hasl invites Barnett to speak at Xavier. Barnett accepts. “I thought, What better way to reveal the attitude that was reflected in his policies than to bring him to Xavier and let him reveal what was motivating him?”

But Xavier administrators don’t quite see it that way. By the time school starts back up in January 1964, Dean Patrick Ratterman, S.J., notifies Hasl that Barnett won’t be allowed to address the student body because, as he tells The Xavier News, his position on segregation is un-American, anti-Christian and “basically immoral.”

[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/jerry-ward-at-levee.jpg”]jerry-ward-at-levee[/lightbox]The campus erupts when word gets out. The Xavier News reports that about 200 students carrying signs march down University Drive and give speeches decrying the decision. A red swastika is painted on the guard shack and an explosive device is tossed on Ratterman’s lawn. 

“They were unwilling to have the University exposed to the attitudes expressed by Ross Barnett,” Hasl says. “He was a very controversial figure and was very much a focal point for anti-integration efforts.”[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/hasltoday-300×200.jpg”]hasltoday[/lightbox]

A month later, Tougaloo sends Ward and three other Tougaloo students to Xavier. Ward, who became an English professor at Tougaloo, finds most Xavier students are apathetic to the racial issues of the day. But Hasl and his group of council members are the exception. They were curious enough and courageous enough to go into the volatile South, where black students had to think twice before leaving campus. 

“You knew these were people making tremendous sacrifices so you could have the rights you were being denied,” Ward says.

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EVICTION NOTICE

The eviction notice arrived about three weeks after Alvin Gay moved into the Cleneay Avenue house with roommate and running mate Gene Beaupre. He’s disappointed but not surprised.

Together, the two of them succeeded in being the first mixed-race ticket to ever win election as president and vice president of Xavier’s student body. After three years of working personally for racial equality on Xavier’s campus, Gay thought they would be beyond this kind of racism.

Gay arrived at Xavier in 1965 from Dayton, Ohio, one of a handful of blacks on campus. He stepped immediately into leadership positions, getting elected president of his freshman and sophomore classes, organizing forums to discuss issues of race and joining groups like the Organization for Interracial Awareness. He helped found the Afro American Student Association and worked as a summer intern in Washington, D.C., for Congressman John Gilligan. He put himself out there to try to change things and felt a level of success when he and Beaupre were elected.

GAY_YBBut he also suffered for it, drawing attention from some people who just weren’t ready for the kind of change he was advocating. One white student in particular became his nemesis, blurting racist expletives at him at every turn, threatening him on the intramural football field, goading him to fight. When King was killed in April 1968, the student, a member of the football team, confronted Gay in the elevator. “I’m glad they killed that n—er,” he said, leaning into Gay’s face.

As usual, Gay ignored the taunt and walked away. So when their landlord wanted them out because he learned that Gay was black, Gay paid little attention. He was used to such treatment, though he thought that Cincinnati—and Xavier—should be past all that. Beaupre was not. He picked up the phone and dialed the landlord. 

“You don’t really want to do that,” said Beaupre, now Xavier’s director for government relations. 

“Why not?” 

“Because he’s the vice president of the student body, and if you do, you’ll have 50 students protesting on your front lawn.”

The issue never came up again. But the racism that dogged Gay all his life was never far off. Then, in the spring of his senior year at Xavier, something unusual happened. Gay went to Dana’s with friends and saw across the bar the student who so mindlessly harassed him since he set foot on campus. The student got up and headed his way. Gay told his friends there was no way he could avoid the confrontation, not this time. He expected the worst and steeled himself for a fight.

The student came up to the bar and, instead of taking a punch at Gay, said, “You know, we tried to hurt you on the football field and you hurt us instead. I admire that. But I still hate n–gers.” He then walked away.

Gay was incredulous. For that young man, so full of hate, to come up and show respect to him, albeit while still clinging to his racist identity, took a lot of courage. For Gay, it was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. Gay often felt caught between two worlds at Xavier, finding it difficult to be an effective black leader of a nearly all-white student body. “I was between a rock and a hard place, not being black enough and being too black for whites,” he says. “I was in no-man’s land.”

AlvinGay-copyGay went to Santa Clara University that winter for a student government conference and fell in love with everything—the weather, the people, the progressive environment, the absence of racism. He transferred in the spring, grew an afro and a beard and became a spokesman for race issues at Santa Clara. He graduated in 1970. 

But he holds no bitterness for Xavier, where he counted many students and faculty as friends. “If I made a difference at Xavier, it would have been with the people I knew or with that racist in an odd kind of way. For him to do that in the bar was amazing. Maybe I helped people understand we put our shoes on the same way, and there are cultural differences, but we’re smart people and we’re dumb people just like you.” 

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THE POWER OF THE PEN

Deep in his heart, Mike Henson knew he was through with marching band. He wanted to become involved in something more important, something that would make life better for people.

He saw the social changes happening all around him—marches, protests, black people being arrested—and it triggered in him a sense of social justice. He wanted to help.

Coming in from the farm fields of Sidney, Ohio, just north of Dayton, Henson was wowed by what was, for him, the big city of Cincinnati. As he drove by the Taft Theater while visiting a friend at Xavier, he recognized the name on the marquee—Bob Dylan—and decided right then that he had to go to Xavier.

“I thought it was pronounced ‘Die-lan’,” he says with a laugh. hansen

But standing at practice on Xavier’s football field early in his freshman year, he realized he wanted to be a writer. So he traded in his trombone for a job as a reporter on the student newspaper, The Xavier News, and over the next four years, worked his way through every writing and editing job available.

“It was very exciting,” he says. “The injustices were so glaring and the heroes so engaging that it was just the place to be.”

Henson made sure the paper promoted the social issues of the day, particularly the civil rights movement. His editorials excoriated white students to get more involved in the issues, and he made sure the paper covered all related events and speakers, beginning in 1966 with the young civil rights activist Julian Bond, then a leader of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC).

Bill Hansen, the former Xavier student and Freedom Rider, accompanied Bond to Xavier and gave Henson a short interview. Henson wrote about Bond’s speech, a lengthy recounting of the movement up to that time.

But he was more inspired by Bill Hansen’s indignation over Xavier’s handling of its appearance at the segregated Sugar Bowl basketball tournament in 1962. It triggered his first editorial in which he said the University must be “aware and respectful of all people.”

“I was so inspired because I wanted to live a heroic life and that’s what heroes were doing at the time—standing up. This was something I wanted to be a part of,” he says.

His big chance came when activists in Cincinnati staged a boycott of Hudepohl, claiming the beer company discriminated against blacks. So Henson pulled an ad the beer company had paid for.

“I just didn’t run it,” he says. “Our faculty advisor was in charge of selling ads, and he was apoplectic.”

After graduating with an English degree in 1969, Henson earned a master’s in English at the University of Chicago and spent a lifetime serving the Appalachian community in Cincinnati as a longtime employee of the Urban Appalachian Council and working as a drug and alcohol counselor. He still finds time to play music and write and has published three novels and four collections of poems.

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ANDY WARHOL AND XAVIER

Jack Goger is asleep in his dorm room when he’s awakened by a knock on the door. The dean of men bursts in. “Mr. Goger,” he says. “You’re going to have tell these people they can’t come.”

“These people” are pop artist and film-maker Andy Warhol and his entourage. Goger knows it’s too late to stop them. He tells the dean they’re already on a plane from New York. But Patrick Nally says, “You can’t have them, not after that film.”

It’s April 1968, and Goger, who’s in charge of the speaker’s bureau for student government, has arranged for Warhol to show two of his underground films and appear in person. Administrators had previewed one of the films, which involved homosexual themes and nudity, and want to cancel the event. Who knows what the other film contains? But Warhol is on his way.

Watch: Video of the Warhol protest on campus

warhol videoThe dean insists on riding with Goger to meet Warhol at the airport and tell him he can’t show the film. The message doesn’t sit too well with Warhol or his assistant, Paul Morrissey, and superstar actress Viva. They aren’t shy about letting the dean know how inconvenienced they are coming all this way for nothing.

By the time they get to Xavier, the situation has gotten worse. News of the cancelation has gotten around campus, and the Students for a Democratic Society are picketing. One of the professors persuades the administration to let the film be shown and he will moderate the discussion afterward.

It turns out to be an anti-war film that takes on the American government. Afterward, students challenge the film as anti-American, but Warhol and Morrissey reply that they only make the films to make money. It isn’t much of a debate.

“It was standing-room only,” Goger says. “Everyone turned out to see the great debate and at the end of the day, it was a great experience for everyone. It was a wonderful night. I’ll never forget it.” goger

Goger, who graduated in 1969, was one of Al Gay’s best friends at Xavier and understood the importance of the movement. Now a judge in Atlanta, Goger tried to shake things up by bringing in activists who weren’t quite as controversial but had more to do with civil rights than Warhol. In 1969, he landed James Farmer, a founding leader of CORE, which had spearheaded the Freedom Riders in 1961, and Dick Gregory, the comedian-turned-activist. Both drew large crowds.

“Farmer was the most articulate guy I’d ever heard,” Goger says. “He had an edge to him.”

But Gregory’s speech “was absolutely electrifying. He was really into the war thing. What did resonate at Xavier was the war more so than civil rights. Those issues sort of blended together. Both involved government and oppressive policies and society issues. It was all there.”

Human Trafficking: 21st Century Slavery

Harold and Dancy D’Souza arrived from India in 2003 excited about the future in America for them and their two boys.

But their dreams were soon dashed when they realized the family friend—a man they called “uncle” who promised a great life in America—had no interest in their well-being. To him, they were something else: slaves.

By 2007, out of work, homeless and destitute, the family was turning to charity to get by. Through a local church, they were introduced to Jessica Donohue-Dioh who knew right away what was going on. “They were victims of human trafficking,” she says.

While it’s somewhat hard to believe slavery still exists in the 21st century, human trafficking for sex or labor is the second fastest-growing criminal network in the world. The U.S. is a top destination for sex trafficking; the average age of forced prostitution in the U.S. is 13.

Donohue-Dioh, a 2004 social work graduate who now teaches at Xavier, has become a nationally recognized authority on trafficking and victimization and a sought-out speaker and educator on the subject. She’s also the founder with a local YMCA of End Slavery Cincinnati, a non-profit organization that provides education to the community and services to victims.

“I was blown away with the realization of what was going on in our community,” she says. “I realized a lot of people I’d known in Cincinnati were greatly at risk. The D’Souzas were our first case. The most important thing I did for them was to identify what had happened to them as human trafficking.”

That allowed the Department of Health and Human Services to label D’Souza as a certified victim of human trafficking. Their case was classic: working long hours for no pay; their savings and official papers taken; access only to food from the restaurant where they worked; the constant threat of deportation. When they finally went to the police, the uncle kicked them out.

As official victims, however, the family became eligible for services such as rent support, food stamps and Medicaid. During their ordeal, the D’Souzas never gave up hope, and Harold eventually got permission to work and is now celebrating more than five years at Children’s Hospital. This spring, the whole family received permanent residency status.

Most important, though, they are now free.

Girl Geeks: Computing Education

A funny thing happened to Jill Pala on her way to becoming a high school math teacher. She found out she was a computer geek. And she liked it. A lot. Better than math.

“I had no idea what it was before I took it, but the logic was so interesting.”

Naturally, she wanted to ditch the math and study computer science. Trouble was, the classes at Xavier were guy-heavy—which was only sort of a problem—but mostly she was at a huge disadvantage because her all-girls high school in Chattanooga, Tenn., never offered computer science. 

So she took extra classes at Xavier to catch up with the boys and joined a small group of like-minded girls majoring in computer science as encouragement. And it worked. She graduated in 2001 and landed a job right away in private industry.

Not giving up on her original desire to teach, though, Pala is now in the classroom at that same all-girls high school she attended, only teaching computer science instead. And doing quite well. Of the 71 girls in Tennessee who took the AP computer science test in 2013, 30 were from her class.

“It’s sad that one school can make such a difference. I wish more schools taught computer science
so that one school could not skew the data so much,” she says. “It’s great that our program has grown so much, but it shouldn’t be such an anomaly.”

Learn more about girls and the computer gap.

It wasn’t always the case, though. After a slow start, she began recruiting girls in honors classes and held computer contests and demonstrations to raise the image of girl geeks. Her numbers jumped. Suddenly computers were cool.

The school eventually made computer science its own department, which Pala now chairs, and now offers a range of courses. Pala says computer science should be required for graduation to increase the diversity of students going into the field, where jobs are plentiful and pay is good.

“In some sense, every girl that goes into computing has to be a little bit of a pioneer because today, only 17-18 percent of computer science degrees awarded are to females,” she says. “The computing field recognizes diversity is important because a diverse set of people finds a diverse set of solutions.”

Urban Farming: Taking Root

It’s a chilly morning in early May. Amy Matthews pulls a knit cap over her auburn hair as she moves among the rows of fruits and vegetables on South Circle Farm.

The strawberries are blooming and the kale is coming up. It’s a typical spring day on the farm. But Green Acres this isn’t.

[lightbox link=”http://xtra.xavier.edu/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/AmyMatthews_orig.jpg”]AmyMatthews_orig[/lightbox]On the other side of the white picket fence that borders the farm is the clanging of a metal recycling operation and a worn-out series of city blocks. The farm is just south of downtown Indianapolis, a two-acre urban farming oasis grown from abandoned city lots. It also has put Matthews on the forefront of the latest environmental craze and made her a budding rock star in the urban farming community. 

Using strictly organic techniques, she cultivates the space to grow everything from eggplants to onions. Oh, and bees. “Just by growing the food the way I do, I’m doing something healthy,” Matthews says as cars whiz by behind her. “You can’t solve all inner-city problems with an urban farm, but it can be a pretty impactful place in a city.”

She ducks inside the greenhouse. Her calloused fingers are black with soil and her boots are caked with dried mud. But her still-young face looks happy. The location, she says, was perfect for her first farm.

She leases the land from a non-profit community development organization, and they support each other in ways that support the community. A community center up the street brings children to the farm to learn about healthy eating, gardening and cooking. On special days, they bring their parents out to enjoy a healthy meal. Neighborhood volunteers work in exchange for fresh produce.

What she doesn’t cook she sells to a city market, co-op groceries and downtown restaurants. Her Community Supported Agriculture program—members pay for a weekly supply of produce—is growing faster than she can fill orders.

The 2002 social work graduate learned the importance of food to the community at non-profit and foodbank jobs in Cleveland, Arizona, Chicago and Washington, D.C. It complemented the basics of farming she learned about in such out-of-the-way places as Alaska, Montana and even Nepal, where she went during an academic service-learning trip. 

“I saw firsthand how they were using food and agriculture to do social work. It really struck me,” she says. “That’s where I saw my first urban garden.”

The Office: Marsha Karagheusian

Like an afterthought, Marsha Karagheusian’s office is tucked into a corner of the rambling, crowded ceramics studio in the bowels of the Cohen Center.

It’s not very big. The shelves overflow with things she uses today as well as things she hasn’t touched in years, such as the Kodak carousels holding slides of art she once showed her students.

Collectively, it’s all a reflection of her 31 years at Xavier tinged by a love of art, sculpture, ceramics—and her students. Individually, it’s:

• Bas-relief ceramic sculpture of a nude woman lying on a deserted plain with skulls and bones and, in the background, volcanic mountains. This particular piece of Karagheusian’s art has been featured in several art books, as well as admitted to gallery showings including at the N.A.W.A. Gallery in New York City.

• Finished objects by her students, such as a large vessel with wavy sides in muted blues and greens, and another of two reddish pots resting in a wooden frame. One of these students is now a high school art teacher in Kentucky.

• A box of clay teapot handles made to demonstrate to her students but repurposed into napkin rings that are yet to be glazed.

• Items from nature—rosy quartz crystal, pink conch shells, white sea coral and gray animal bones—because “artists have always looked to nature from the beginning of time.”

• Unglazed orange-pink clay teapots, pitchers, mugs and bowls used to demonstrate the different forms of ceramic sculpture—flat slabs of clay to be shaped by hand, coils for the potter’s wheel, or delicately thin pinch pots that dry to the consistency of fragile egg shells.

• A wooden elephant in bright colors of blue, red, green and yellow with white tusks that came from Mexico as an example of how to use native country art to teach elementary-age students.

• Tools of the trade hanging by the door where she can handily grab what she needs to teach or work on her art: brushes for glazing, a hammer, a hacksaw, wire cutters, needle-nose pliers, screwdrivers and rubber gloves.

The Civil Rights Legacy at Xavier

Xavier came a long way in the decade that began with the Civil Rights Movement. But then, it had a long way to go. The University had been admitting black students since the 1940s. But in 1965 it discovered it was doing so in violation of its original mission statement of 1840 that limited the University to the “education of white youth.”

The wording was amended, but Xavier still did not formally count the number of black students until 1969, when the census recorded 30 black undergraduate students—almost twice the 17 who were enrolled when students like Ken Blackwell arrived in 1966. Blackwell joined an informal support group for black students on campus and helped turn it into a formal student organization, renaming it the African American Student Association. Right away, the group began working for serious change at Xavier.

BLACKWELL_YBBLACKWELL_YBThe club demanded the University hire more black faculty and recruit black students, offer scholarships and mentors for black students, and integrate African American history into the coursework. And it did.

“Like Lincoln said, we’re not a perfect union, and Xavier was imperfect, but it was perfectable, and we were able to make it a better place,” says Blackwell, who earned a master’s at Xavier and went on to a career in government service including as Ohio Treasurer and Secretary of State.

Xavier today looks a lot different than it did in the early 1960s. Minority students now make up nearly 20 percent of undergraduate enrollment. About 12 percent of faculty are non-white. Students can major in Gender and Diversity Studies, all students study cultural diversity and the Black Student Association has a long history of representing black students on campus.

The University owes a lot to those activists of the 1960s, students who took great risks to change the inequality they saw around them, says history professor Christine Anderson. She and others have brought events to campus commemorating the Freedom Riders, the Underground Railroad and the lunch counter sit-ins, so students today don’t forget.

“Students at Xavier in the 1960s were willing to question the system they saw around them,” she says. “They educated themselves and committed themselves to change that system. And they made changes.”

Civil Rights at Xavier Today

An African-American student recently told history professor Christine Anderson about an incident when a white girl in her residence hall spelled out the “n” word on a Facebook posting asking people to describe Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech. Though the offending student apologized, the fact it happened illustrates that even though Xavier has come a long way from the early 1960s, it still has a long way to go in the area of race relations and, more generally, human relations.

“The 1960s students showed us it was possible to commit themselves to something, to put ethical Xavier teaching into practice, and to change things,” Anderson says. “But race in America remains the one main political problem.”

Case in point: the protests that exploded in August in Ferguson, Mo., following the shooting death of a black teenager by a white police officer. It took the efforts of a handful of brave students to make everyone aware of America’s struggle with the principle of equality for all, including at Xavier. Now 50 years later, Xavier continues to make civil rights and equality a priority for its students and everyone touched by the University.

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Race relations

• The Black Student Association advocates for the needs of African-American students at Xavier and provides scholarships to high-achieving black students.
• Africana Studies is offered as a minor to students interested in studying the history and culture of the African continent and the African diaspora.
• E Pluribus Unum is a one-credit hour course in cultural diversity that is required of all Xavier undergraduate students.

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Women and gender

• Gender and Diversity Studies is a newer major allowing students to concentrate on women and gender issues or on race and ethnicity.
• The Xavier Alliance, the first advocacy group for gay students at Xavier, has been welcoming gay students to campus and educating everyone else about gender issues since 2001.

Multicultural

• The Multicultural, Gender and Women’s Center replaced the Office of Multicultural Affairs as the University’s commitment to equality issues faced by diverse student populations.
• Xavier’s Multicultural scholarships such as Miguel Pro and Francis Weninger help cover tuition for minority students.
• Xavier created the Office of Diversity and Equity in 2005 to advance issues of diversity and inclusion.

Summer Dresses

Sometimes, English professor Trudelle Thomas imagines herself walking down a dirt road on the rugged island nation of Haiti.

In the midst of drab shacks and the smell of raw sewage, she comes upon a group of little girls jumping rope.

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The girls are orphans—many of them lost their parents in the 2010 earthquake—and have little to
call their own. But they are wearing dresses of crimson and yellow and cobalt blue with pockets and collars and lace and ribbons—as pretty as a field of wildflowers bobbing up and down in the breeze.

The dresses make the girls feel special, loved. And they make Thomas feel the same way. For the past two years, Thomas has spent part of her summers creating the dresses for Angels Dress Shop, a church organization in Owensville, Ohio, that began organizing the dressmaking campaign in 2011 after their pastor visited Haiti and saw a need he described as “infinite.”

Thomas read about the project in a news story last year. Being a skilled seamstress, she wanted to help, so she and a friend began making dresses using the group’s pillowcase pattern. She also bought fabrics—yellow gingham, pink floral, blue batik—and added ruffles and pockets. She made some of the dresses reversible since many girls have only one dress to wear.

Since last summer, Thomas made more than 100 dresses. They donated about half to the Angels Dress Shop and half to the Restavek Freedom Foundation, which works to free girls from servitude in Haiti.

“It’s a small thing I can do,” says Thomas, who sponsors a girl through the foundation. “It’s good for my mental health, it helps other people, and it makes me feel really good.”

The dressmaking continues this summer. Thomas expects she’ll make 20-30 dresses and a number of shorts for boys from a bolt of red cloth sent to her by the Angels organization. In Thomas’ mind, boys in bright shorts can be wildflowers, too.

Distance Teaching

For two semesters, Jennifer Tighe taught students in classrooms at refugee camps half a world away.

 

It wasn’t easy. Her students struggled with challenges unimaginable to her traditional students at Xavier.

refugeeThe language barrier was one—for most of her students, English was a third or fourth language. Malaria was not uncommon. And most had to walk long distances to their classrooms, which for some wasn’t much more than a hut.

“While I’m getting up and turning on the coffee, they’ve already walked so many miles to get to their classroom,” Tighe says. “The least I can do is be there for them.”

The courses were part of a program called Jesuit Commons: Higher Education at the Margins, which began in 2010 to bring college education to people living in refugee camps in Africa and Syria. It relies on volunteer faculty from Jesuit colleges and universities to teach the courses, which are totally online.

 

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Sounding the Voices of Manatees

Florida manatees—those big gangly gray elephants of the sea—do not have vocal cords. Yet they are able to make their high-pitched squeaks and squawks to communicate, a Xavier biology professor has found, using a modified structure of tissue folds that distort the air moving through the upper respiratory area and frontal cavities in the head.

Professor Charles Grossman and three Xavier biology and physics researchers published the results of the study into how manatees make vocal sounds in the current issue of the Online Journal of Biological Sciences.

The initial research project began in 2001 when Grossman, a physiologist and immunologist, became interested in searching for ways to protect manatees from injury by boat propellers. The project was featured in Xavier magazine in 2003 and also in 2009.

Florida manatees are an endangered species of mammals that forage for grass and weeds in the shallow waters of the Gulf of Mexico and into spring-fed rivers along the coast during the winter months. Because they are hard to see when they float near the surface, manatees are easily struck by speeding boats and Jet Skis, and they and their calves often die from their injuries.

To help find a way to protect these gentle giants from approaching boats, Grossman began studying how they respond to sounds in the water. He put together a research team that began working with captive manatees, including the two manatees in the Cincinnati Zoo’s Manatee Springs exhibit. But they found that the manatees were attracted to the sounds they introduced into the tank rather than  repelled by them. Grossman and the team were hoping to identify a sound that manatees would try to avoid and replicate that for boats to reduce the number of manatee-boat collisions.

When that failed, the team began researching how the animals make their sounds. Past anatomical studies had concluded that manatees have no vocal cords, but no one understood exactly how they vocalized. In 2003, the team began making silicone models of their animals’ respiratory systems. They studied the sounds made when air is forced through the models and compared them to actual sound recordings made of living manatees.

They also studied the larynxes of 10 manatees that had died in Florida. The Florida Fish and Wildlife Commission provided the larynxes of the manatees to Grossman at Xavier. The research paper published in the Online Journal concludes that even though manatees don’t have vocal cords, they do have a modified structure that allows them to make their squeaky sounds.

“It’s a thin strip of tissue they use to make their squeaks—long, short, intense, all squeaks,” Grossman said. “It’s pure research. We tried to learn about how they react to boat sounds to keep them away from boats, but we couldn’t learn anything. We do know now what frequencies they use. That’s the whole point of any of this stuff. The more you know, the more chance you have of utilizing it for the greater good.”

The paper documents the probable cause of death of each manatee they studied from 2009 to 2011. Five were from “chronic watercraft” injury, one was from ingesting fish line and the others died of cold-weather stress or unknown causes. Grossman said the manatee population in Florida is stable  this year at more than 3,500, though hundreds are killed each year by boats and other human-related causes.

Read more about the research project at the Facebook page of the Midwest Florida Manatee Research Project or on the project’s Xavier web page.