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Remembering Mildred Loving

Posted: 06/16/08 10:22 AM ET

In early May, Mildred Loving, a widow, grandmother and great-grandmother, quietly passed away at her home in rural Caroline County, Virginia. Yet her passing was noted across the country because Mrs. Loving, who was black, and her late husband Richard, who was white, made history when their struggle to have their marriage recognized led to the landmark 1967 Supreme Court ruling overturning laws in Virginia and other states that banned interracial marriage. But the Lovings, who shunned the spotlight, always made it clear that they never set out to be social revolutionaries. They loved each other, wanted to marry, and beyond that, as Mrs. Loving said, "It was God's work."

Mrs. Loving first met her husband in the early 1950s when she was 11 and he was 17. In Central Point, the small community where they both grew up, many Black and White families had lived closely together for decades. The Lovings became young sweethearts, and in 1958, when Mildred became pregnant, they decided to get married. They drove to Washington, D.C., for their marriage license, and Mrs. Loving later said she thought they were doing that because less paperwork was required there. But Richard apparently understood something she didn't: Getting a marriage license as a mixed-race couple would have been illegal and impossible in their home state.

Mr. Loving may not have known how the state of Virginia would treat legal interracial marriages that had been performed elsewhere, but five weeks after their wedding, both Lovings received a very literal rude awakening: Acting on a "tip," sheriff's deputies surrounded their bed with flashlights at two in the morning demanding to know why they were there together. Their reply that they were husband and wife made no difference. The Lovings were arrested, held in jail for several nights, and charged with cohabitation and violating Virginia's Racial Integrity Act. Under a plea bargain, in order to avoid a year-long jail sentence, they were forced to leave Virginia and were prohibited from returning to the state together for 25 years.

The Lovings settled in Washington, D.C., and began raising a family there, but quickly missed the small town where they had spent nearly their entire lives. Five years later, inspired by the March on Washington and the wave of new civil rights laws, Mrs. Loving decided to write to U.S. Attorney General Robert Kennedy to ask if any of the new legislation would allow them to return to Virginia. He referred the Lovings' case to the ACLU, where over the next few years, lawyers helped take the case all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court. On June 12, 1967, the Supreme Court justices ruled 9-0 that Virginia's law and all others like it were unconstitutional.

Mr. and Mrs. Loving soon returned to their hometown with their three children, although their own happiness ended in tragedy just a few years later. In 1975, Mr. Loving was killed and Mrs. Loving lost the sight in one eye in a car accident caused by a drunk driver. But the Lovings had paved the way for thousands of other couples like themselves, who weren't marrying "outside of their race" but were marrying the people they loved. Thanks to God's work and the Lovings' love, my husband Peter and I were the first interracial couple to be married in Virginia after the Supreme Court decision -- 40 years ago -- in July 1968.

 

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Norge
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01:39 AM on 06/20/2008
Sands in the hour glass are numbered by size.

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robXdion
Because someone has to say it.
03:21 AM on 06/17/2008
You do realize he "courted" her when beginning when she was 11 and he was 17. Shameful. But only in America can black women portray this as a "true love" story while black men were lynched then and now (Genarlow Wilson) for the same thing.
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DHFabian
08:00 AM on 06/22/2008
There was never anything especially "unusual" about the very young "courting" each other, though it is far less common for this to grow into adulthood and marriage. Childhood sweethearts do still grow up to marry each other. The age difference would be a concern at such young ages, but normally, the parents would establish very stringent rules and supervise the time that the youngsters spent together. Between upbringing and strict supervision, there is no sexual activity involved. It's a matter of friendship developing into a crush, then a commitment, as both parties mature. As adults, a six-year age difference in a couple certainly isn't excessive or outside the norm.
07:26 PM on 06/16/2008
In 1959 or perhaps 1960 a bunch of us from the USS Valley Forge were at a road house someplace in Virginia. We went there with barmaids from our home port hangout, the Tidewater Café, East Main St, Norfolk.

This was a bottle club with a band; if you were old enough, you could bring spirits. I drank beer. East Main St. didn’t have bands or whiskey; it had juke boxes and beer. A conversation touched on race. I said I really didn’t see any problems with blacks. A Tidewater girl asked me how I would feel if my sister wanted to marry a black. I thought about it briefly before I said I would rather she marry a white guy but if she were in love with a black well then that would be ok with me. It was her life and she should be able to do as she wanted.

The Tidewater barmaid stood up, reached across the table and slapped me hard. Everyone hushed. I was embarrassed. We were all young and the conversation moved on. We were not worldly people, and as much as some of us might have been aware of a cultural divide, I and some others perhaps were unaware of the depths of a chasm that lie in our midst.

Today, I regret that brief demurral. The Tidewater Café, The White Hat, The Brig, and other bars on East Main St. are long gone. We have memories. Rest in peace Mildred Loving.
02:46 PM on 06/16/2008
As a student of a historically black college in Virginia, the Loving name is heard often in our instruction about civil rights and "misegination." These two humble individuals were a beacon of light in the darkness that was Virginia during the tumultuous decades of the mid-twentieth century.

May Mrs. Loving rest in peace, and her legacy of love and acceptance be forever remembered...
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PLDgyrl
We won Mitches!!!!!!!
02:29 PM on 06/16/2008
I remember seeing a movie about thier lives. Great story!!!
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Denni
02:15 PM on 06/16/2008
Thank you for remembering her. There were obits about her when she did, but very little notice. Every battle takes us all one step closer to just being human (regardless of 'race', gender, sex, religion, orientation, etc). She and her husband deserved to be remembered for their bravery!
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RN4MERCY
01:20 PM on 06/16/2008
Thank you, Marian, for this beautifully inspiring and eloquent testimony. It bears witness to the love, honor, courage, and commitment that we all should strive for in pursuit of equality and justice. What a thoughtful way to honor Mildred's legacy!
12:54 PM on 06/16/2008
Congratulations on your marriage of 40 years, Ms. Edelman!

I had no idea that miscegenation laws were not repealed until the late 60's. Thanks for a great article on Mildred Loving. I will remember her story of love triumphing over fear and prejudice.
12:21 PM on 06/16/2008
Happy Anniversary to you.