Walk the Streets—and Be Safe!

As she got off her bus, the young woman took a deep breath. Ahead of her lay a walk of several minutes into a neighborhood well known for the amount of crime in its streets. The people there were black and poor; she was neither. Paint peeled from the houses; gangs of youths roamed; listlessness and resentment seemed to hang in the air like fog.

She had accepted a job teaching in a poverty program, preparing children for elementary school. This was her first day. Friends had been incredulous: "You mean you're going down there? Every day? Alone?" Her husband had found himself thinking that morning: "I wonder if we're doing the right thing."

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February 3, 1973

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