I had the feeling that African Americans were getting a bad time. My cleaning lady in St. Louis was Black and I realized that she had to live in a segregated place and that wasn't right. Where she lived was a mess and I thought they were being used. I learned that people in Missouri were opposed to Black People having a good break. So I went to Mississippi on September 13, 1961 with a group of 15 Episcopal clergy and we tried to integrate the lunch counters in the bus stations and were arrested in Jackson. As a result of this experience, my employment opportunities in the Episcopal Church became very limited. However, I am glad I did what I did and would be glad to talk about it.