Editor’s note: Every Sunday in February, The New York Times is publishing previously unpublished photographs from its archives, with a special focus on the 1960s. The series will be part of a book with additional unseen photographs, and new stories, titled “Unseen: Unpublished Black History From the New York Times Archives,” to be published by Black Dog & Leventhal in the fall of 2017.
The following photos were by Claude Sitton, who was the Southern correspondent for the Times from 1958 to 1964, and editor of The News & Observer from 1968 until his retirement in 1990. He won a Pulitzer Prize for columns he wrote at The N&O. Sitton died in 2015 at age 89.
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The copper-jacketed bullet tore through a civil rights worker’s shoulder, stopping within an inch of his spine. The shotgun blast shattered the car windows of four voting rights activists and gouged the wall of a nearby home.
And a fire destroyed voter registration equipment and materials outside the city’s Voter Registration Headquarters, leaving the street strewn with rubble.
It was 1963 in Greenwood, Miss., a major battleground in the fight for civil rights, and white officials were playing down and ignoring a series of attacks intended to discourage thousands of African-Americans from registering to vote.
Claude Sitton, the renowned New York Times correspondent, shot photos and took meticulous notes, exposing the racial violence with his pen and with his lens.
Sitton is best known for his words. But the typewritten letters that he sent, along with his film, to John Dugan, a Times photo editor, reveal that he was also determined to capture history with his camera.
He carried a Leica, according to one of his sons, and wrote about light and shadows and underexposed frames. He lamented the gloom inside a crowded black church and the time constraints he faced as he scrambled to report the news and illustrate it at the same time.
“I didn’t have very much time,” Sitton wrote apologetically, “and will try to give you a better selection the next time I offer something.”
Yet there is power in Sitton’s plain-spoken letters and in the black-and-white images he captured on Tri-X film in March 1963. Shown together here for the first time they offer a firsthand glimpse of life on the front lines of the civil rights movement.
In one frame, Robert P. Moses, the field secretary of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee, clipboard in hand, pointed to the holes left by the shotgun blast in the wall of a weathered home. In another, the charred detritus of the fire – set by a person or persons unknown – littered the street outside the old voting headquarters.
Medgar Evers, the state field secretary of the NAACP, addressed a packed voter registration rally at the local African Methodist Episcopal church in what may well be the only photograph taken of Evers by The Times.
In another series of images, black women took their seats in a citizenship training school intended to train volunteers to help register black voters, and another woman stacked cans of food in the Sunday school room of a church. The food was collected in Chicago for hungry black farmworkers in Greenwood, who had been denied federal food assistance by white county officials in retaliation for their voter registration efforts.
African-Americans accounted for 61 percent of the county’s population. Yet only 1.9 percent of blacks of voting age were registered, compared with 95.5 percent of whites. The Justice Department, contending that whites were disenfranchising blacks with discriminatory voting laws, filed suit.
Justice Department officials also sought a federal court order to prevent the city and county from denying blacks the right to protest, after the police unleashed a German shepherd dog on peaceful marchers and jailed voting rights activists.
It was the first time that federal officials had taken such a step, Sitton noted in his article about Greenwood, which was published in April of 1963. (Only three of the many photographs that he took during his time in Greenwood were published with this article.)
But with every step forward, it seemed, there were several steps back. Two months later, on June 12, 1963, an assassin killed Evers in Jackson, Miss.
That afternoon, hundreds of African-Americans took to the streets in protest. And Sitton was there with his pen, his notebook and his camera.