I just finished reading
Carolina Israelite: How Harry Golden made us Care About Jews, the South and Civil Rights, by
Kimberly Marlowe Hartnett. I have to say I'm biased; I am Jewish, and the central focus of the book concerned the era from a few years before I was born through the late 1960's.
The author relocated from New York City to North Carolina under rather unfortunate circumstances.
The issues, in hindsight, seemed quite simple: 1) the remnants of the Jews had escaped, barely, extermination at the hands of the Nazis and Stalin; 2) blacks, then called Negroes, were beginning to achieve the rights all humans should have; and 3) the opponents of Jews and blacks were irredeemably evil, complete with the Klan, their attack dogs, etc. Through the aegis of Harry Golden, who some people considered a fraud, these issues were covered in his publication,
The Carolina Israelite.
Harry had moved to Charlotte, NC to remake himself from past names, a failed marriage, debts, and time in a Federal penitentiary for stock brokerage fraud. Harry Golden would seem a poor candidate to encapsulate a redemptive, constructive era, and yet he was. He wrote the first of many books,
Only in America, to rave reviews. Even the exposure of his checkered past could not stop him.
In my view, not coincidentally, the Civil Rights era peaked in or about March 1965 with a stirring, impromptu speech by LBJ, and then declined with the rise of urban riots, and the "Black Power" movement. His own life took a parallel fall with a gall bladder problem turning into a near-death experience. Both he and the country declined from euphoric heights to the days of Richard Nixon.
As a tale of an era through the lens of a person's life it was superb. The quibbles, as usual, are the slow, draggy beginning whose purpose seems to be to inflate the page count beyond the "young adult" range. Its 267 pages, before notes, could have been 150 and the story would not have been marred. Thus, a "four star."