My first order of business in Louisville was to find a job. I got a cheap carriage house apartment to rent in St. James Park, but I was subsisting on one can of tuna per day.
As before in Detroit, no local comrade could help me find UAW or Teamster work, because our kind were already known to their employers as “communists” and “nigger-lovers.” I turned …
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