during the struggles in the sixties and seventies, a call went out for volunteers to go to delano and drive workers to the polls for a union election. i drove down and spent the day driving workers to the polls. at the end of the day, we held a rally in the huge grange hall in delano. i was standing in the circle of people which stretched all the way around the outside wall of that room. out of the corner of my eye, i noticed someone approach to enter the circle. i turned to look, and there stood a man only about two or three inches taller than i. i dropped the hand of the person standing next to me so that he could enter the circle, and it was then that it dawned on me that he was cesar chavez. it was thus that i sang “we shall overcome” holding the hand of that iconic leader.
for a middle class housewife, mother and teacher from san francisco who rarely had the opportunity to participate personally except for giving and raising funds, it was a never-to-be-forgotten day.