The bus’ wheels were a-turnin’ to the rhythm of our freedom songs. They turned round, round, and round. The bus’ wheels were a-rollin’ down the highway, spreading their story, our story. They spun, spun, and spun around. Those wheels were constantly turning, turning, and turning – a-takin’ us down South, our destination.
I remember thinking about the notion of a destination as we pulled out of Anniston, Alabama. 50 years ago, Anniston was the site of the infamous bus burning. A group of Klan members swarmed the Freedom Riders’ bus, setting fire to the Greyhound in an attempt to murder those in it. Luckily, no one was killed.
The bus incident in Anniston and the mob violence that ensued in Birmingham stunted the original riders’ mission. They were forced to turn back and go home. In the end, the original 13 Freedom Riders never made it to New Orleans, their intended destination. (Little did they know that hundreds would follow them to complete their journey throughout the rest of the summer of 1961.) But when we pulled out of Anniston, I realized that I was going to be a part of something special. The original Freedom Riders on the bus would finally make it to New Orleans. They would finally reach their original destination. And who would be standing right next to them? Me.
The belief in a destination is seen throughout the African American Civil Rights Movement, most commonly conceptualized in the ideas of freedom and justice. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. often spoke of the “Beloved Community” as one of his ultimate destinations. In the “Beloved Community,” the formerly oppressed seek to reconcile with their former oppressors. This community would become characterized by the ideals of justice, freedom, and unity. Dr. King’s “Beloved Community” and these principles have yet to be realized, but many of you readers are working on projects to ensure that these ideals come to light.
As we traveled through the South, the Student Freedom Riders realized that we should be working towards some sort of destination, yet we had trouble coming up with our own objective. We sought to find our own purpose. We searched for the current state of civic engagement. While we didn’t necessarily find the ultimate answer, I think we realized the necessity of putting the past into the context of today. Connections between the histories of our past, our actions in the present, and the events of the future literally became apparent as we revisited sites with our heroes. In this, we idealized our own destination, and we realized that our destination was much bigger than just making it to New Orleans anymore. We had to keep the wheels of change a-turnin’, a-rollin’, and a-takin’ us towards our own vision of the Beloved Community.
Written by Will Dale – 2011 Freedom Rider





