I attended that conference, not in any official capacity; just because I wanted to be there. Remember the jitneys that drove people from hotels to meetings? I struck up a conversation, while riding, with an African-American woman. I asked her if she wanted have dinner together. She already had plans, but asked me to join her and her friends. Not until that evening, when her friends told me, did I learn she was Dorothy Height, the President of the National Council of Negro Women. It was an amazing evening and a highlight of a truly amazing weekend. I love Diana Mara Henry's photographs for themselves and for the memories of that historic event.
I attended that conference, not in any official capacity; just because I wanted to be there. Remember the jitneys that drove people from hotels to meetings? I struck up a conversation, while riding, with an African-American woman. I asked her if she wanted have dinner together. She already had plans, but asked me to join her and her friends. Not until that evening, when her friends told me, did I learn she was Dorothy Height, the President of the National Council of Negro Women. It was an amazing evening and a highlight of a truly amazing weekend. I love Diana Mara Henry's photographs for themselves and for the memories of that historic event.