After the Revolution

Pushing out its director, the N.A.A.C.P. must now figure out its future

Myrlie Evers had spent 48 hours at the bedside of her terminally ill husband, Walter Williams. She struggled over a dilemma. She wanted to stay with him at the hospital in Portland, Oregon, but she was a board member of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, and an emergency meeting had been called. It was across the country, in Baltimore. Should she even think of going? Her husband gave her his answer: "That meeting is too important. You have to be there."

The Saturday meeting indeed proved dramatic. With a voice vote and show of hands, the N.A.A.C.P....

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