I recently completed David Margolick’s fascinating book, Elizabeth and Hazel: Two Women of Little Rock, which caused me again to reflect on the difficulty and challenge of
authentic racial reconciliation in our country. Elizabeth Eckford and Hazel
Bryan Massery were frozen in time by a picture taken in 1957 during the court-ordered
integration of Central High School in Little Rock, Arkansas. Elizabeth was one
of nine African American students who voluntarily chose to fulfill a court
order to desegregate the all white Central High School. On the day they
approached the school, the “Little Rock Nine” as they came to be called, were
met with a vitriolic and hateful crowd of whites who berated them, spit on them
and blocked their entrance to the school, as well as National Guardsmen ordered
by Arkansas’s governor to prohibit them from entering. On that day for some
reason Elizabeth was separated from the other eight African American students
and had to face the mob on her own. In a famous picture that came to symbolize
the white racism and hatred of the 1950’s South, Elizabeth walks in the
foreground with the mob all around her. In the background, there is one white
girl, Hazel Bryan, whose screaming face is filled with racist hate. Elizabeth and Hazel tells the story of
that day and the chaotic first year at Central, and then chronicles the lives of
these two women in the following decades up to the present.
Ironically, neither Elizabeth or Hazel actually graduated
from Central High School (both were 15 years old at the time of the picture).
Elizabeth spent a year at the school every day being harassed to the point of
tears, hit over the head with books, and spit upon. While the acts of hate were
performed by a small group of white students, the vast majority of whites
simply looked away, and decades later have yet to own up to their collective responsibility
for the emotional turmoil Elizabeth went through. The next year she transferred
back to the all black high school, and eventually joined the Army before
finishing college as an adult. She never married but gave birth to two sons,
and continued to live in Little Rock. Hazel on the other hand, was withdrawn
from the school by her parents (in part because of the efforts at integration)
and went to a small rural high school, but never graduated as she got married
while still an adolescent. She became a mother and a housewife, very active in
her church, and generally avoided the turmoil just a few miles away in Little
Rock.
However, the image of Elizabeth walking into a hostile crowd
with Hazel screaming in the background was sent around the world and became the
image of America’s inability to deal with racism. About eight years after the
event when both women were in their twenties, Hazel called Elizabeth and offered
a brief apology for what she had done that day. The conversation was brief, the
apology accepted and little else was particularly memorable. Elizabeth, who had
been a bright student with hopes of becoming a doctor or a lawyer, struggled
with what much later was diagnosed as post-traumatic stress. She struggled with
depression and went from job to job trying to recover. Then in the early 1990’s
Hazel and Elizabeth began talking and meeting. Hazel reached out to Elizabeth
and offered her both financial and emotional support that Elizabeth found
empowering. Eventually they became “friends” and went around to schools and
other public venues talking about the experience in Little Rock and the need
for racial reconciliation. Their friendship became so memorable that in 1997
President Clinton gave them a special award on the 40th anniversary
of the original event.
However, there was always tension between the two women. Through
Hazel’s support and help, Elizabeth began to heal and come out of her
depression, but as she did she became aware that Hazel seemed to gloss over the
events 40 years earlier and had conveniently forgeotten some of things she said
and did in those days when Elizabeth was being harassed. For her part Hazel
felt Elizabeth was always bringing up the past and caught in negativity. Hazel also
was publicly criticized and questioned about
her sincerity; was she simply trying to rehabilitate her public image or had
she really changed? Like many whites of her generation and even today, Hazel
wanted to “put the past behind her” and move on without coming to grips with personal
and historical responsibility for the suffering and pain that was caused by
their hateful actions or their willful apathy. Hazel thought Elizabeth was
stuck in the past, while Elizabeth thought Hazel only thought of the future to
ignore what she had done. As a result the friendship eventually was strained to
the point where neither woman spoke to each other. Margolick ends his book on
that note, saying if the women every get back together it will have to be on their
own private terms.
As I read the book, I was particularly troubled by the
actions and attitude of Hazel. She seemed to minimize the impact of her actions
or even the social milieu in which the events of Little Rock occurred. While
she was directly involved in a way that many whites were not, her attitude
reflects a general attitude among many, if not most, whites today who say that
slavery, Jim Crow and the struggle for Civil Rights is past history, and that
we don’t have to own up to it. Whites feel that they don’t have to recognize the
tangible material and physical benefits that years of black oppression has
afforded those of us who are white. Moreover, Hazel reflected to me the often
shallow understanding of the pain and suffering still experienced by people of
color in our society every day. We who are white don’t see that experience and so
don’t acknowledge that it still exists.
The fact that Elizabeth
and Hazel ends unresolved is not only the story of two women of Little
Rock, but also the story of a nation which was built on the back of slavery,
committed virtual genocide against its indigenous residents, used Asians and
Hispanics for economic gain, and continues to vilify Muslims and exclude
immigrants in ways that reflect the worst of our history. Elizabeth and Hazel reminds us we can’t have reconciliation without
truth, and that until that happens we as a people will be a racially fragmented
and divided people.