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74 sErviCE station,tEnnEssEE Even a man of God sometimes runs out of prayers. But with his pretty wife and girls there with him, all their bodies locked inside that loose-rod car,Thornton couldn’t think that he might meet silence soon. There was no one who would help. Only six men hammering their palms with wrenches, fixing other cars, saying, We’ll get to you when we’re through here. Then a kid on furlough from Korea, where his own life was watched by Negro men, tailed their car to Knoxville. There was no choice. The soldier warned him, These are my people. Man,I know them. If you can move this car at all,leave this town. Leave while you still can. ...

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