On occasion, he liked to reminisce about the small town in Mississippi where a local resident had told him, “Nigguh, I thought you oughta know the sun ain’t nevah set on a live nigguh in this town.” So, he noted, he had “wrapped my constitutional rights in cellophane, tucked ’em in my hip pocket,” and caught the next train out of there. Marshall and a handful of colleagues attacked the segregationists where they were most vulnerable—in the border and Southwestern states, where racism was less virulent.
