We was up against some pretty rough terror. Those days was rough. You couldn't pitty-pat with people. We had that that we'd tell people—when you join, it's just like the army, but it's not the army of the bosses, it's the army of the working class, organizing to make things get better.
—Hosea Hudson
With our few pennies that we collected we ground out leaflets on an old rickety mimeograph machine, which we kept concealed in the home of one of our workers. We were obliged to work very quietly, like the Abolitionists in the South during the Civil War, behind drawn shades and locked doors.
—Angelo Herndon