by Preston Lauterbach ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 15, 2019
Will appeal to students of civil rights history and the FBI’s COINTELPRO efforts.
Lauterbach (Beale Street Dynasty: Sex, Song, and the Struggle for the Soul of Memphis, 2015, etc.) examines the life of a noted African-American photographer who also worked as an informant for the FBI during the peak of the civil rights movement.
Ernest Withers (1922-2007) documented black life in Bluff City—Memphis, Tennessee, that is—as thoroughly as Addison Scurlock did in Washington, D.C., and James Van Der Zee in Harlem. “He covered the 1960s,” writes the author, “as Mathew Brady covered the 1860s.” Brady was wider ranging, but there’s no denying that Withers caught some signally important moments in the city’s history, including Elvis Presley visiting a black nightclub in June 1954, “the last month of anonymity in Elvis Presley’s existence.” Self-taught and aware of the difficulties of making a living with his camera, having worked mostly the funeral circuit, Withers became a police officer in the late 1940s after returning from service in World War II to a Memphis that, sharply divided on color lines and run by a racist white known as “Boss Crump,” was making tentative steps toward allowing black officers to work in black neighborhoods—in Withers’ case, on Memphis’ famed Beale Street. It was a time when the NAACP and other civil rights organizations worked to secretly register black voters, and some unknown person in the FBI’s Memphis office “identified Withers as a potential informant on criminal cases.” In the guise of working as a photographer, Withers recorded Martin Luther King Jr. on several occasions, including the sanitation workers’ strike at the very end of King’s life. Lauterbach is perhaps a touch forgiving of Withers’ apparent motivation, his fears that young blacks would “get a distorted view of society and are engaging in and experiencing a socialist-oriented ‘beatnik’ type experience for which they are educationally, emotionally, and culturally ill-equipped to deal," as one white FBI agent put it.
Will appeal to students of civil rights history and the FBI’s COINTELPRO efforts.Pub Date: Jan. 15, 2019
ISBN: 978-0-393-24792-3
Page Count: 336
Publisher: Norton
Review Posted Online: Jan. 21, 2019
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The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
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Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
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Well-told and admonitory.
Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.
Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.
Well-told and admonitory.Pub Date: June 1, 2006
ISBN: 0-06-074486-3
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006
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