ABSTRACT
The Summer of 1966. . . I was 13 years old, about to enter ninth grade at Thomas A. Edison High School in Alexandria, Virginia. Needless to say, I was quite oblivious to the Anglo-American conference scheduled for Dartmouth, NH, that summer. I was oblivious to things in general, like most kids about to make the transition from junior high to high school. It was one of several new experiences that I was having at that time. My seventh-grade year at Mark Twain Junior High School had been the first time I’d ever attended school with an African American, when federally-ordered integration of Virginia schools placed a single Black student in the historically White school for the first time.
