On Valentine's Day, HBO presented the documentary The Loving Story. The film tells about an interracial couple, Richard and Mildred Loving (appropriately named for the holiday), who got married in Washington, DC in 1958 and returned to live in their rural Virginia community. One night, while they were at home sleeping peacefully, the police broke in, and arrested, and jailed them for violating the state's anti-miscegenation law. The Loving Story follows these events, and shows how they eventually led to the Supreme Court's 1967 unanimous decision in Loving v. Virginia declaring laws against intermarriage unconstitutional.
The film is roughly divided into two parts. It begins with background on the couple, their fam
ilies and neighbors, and life in the South a half century ago--setting the sce
ne with family photos and clips from home movies. Next comes the Lovings' conviction, banishment from Virginia to Washington, DC, and their difficulty in adapting to urban life that made them want to return home, and ultimately led Mildred to write to Attorney General Bobby Kennedy. He said he couldn't help them, but referred them to the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU), which took on the case. The second part of the film traces the legal battles that began in Virginia and eventually led to the Lovings' Supreme Court victory. This part of the story is mainly organized around accounts by the two young (and now old) ACLU attorneys.
At times, as I watched the film, I found my eyes tearing up. It's hard for me to know how much this was my own personal reaction, because of associations the film evoked, or how much it is likely to be shared by viewers in general. My African American wife and I were married in 1970. We were both professors, who had gotten married over a weekend and were back teaching on Monday. When Spring Break came along, we took a car trip to Virginia as an ersatz honeymoon. I remember my hesitation at the time about traveling to the South, which my wife pooh-poohed. She was right, of course, and we had a fine time, with no unpleasantness. But as I watched the film I couldn't help but be reminded that--had we gotten married only three years earlier––we could have been arrested.
As I think about the film, which I would definitely recommend, I can't help but mention a number of issues that it might have dealt with but omitted.
It might have discussed the increase in all kinds of mixed marriages in the decades after the Loving decision--currently in excess of 4,000,000
Surrounded as I am now by wonderful children and grandchildren, not a day goes by that I don't think of Richard and our love, our right to marry, and how much it meant to me to have that freedom to marry the person precious to me, even if others thought he was the "wrong kind of person" for me to marry. I believe all Americans, no matter their race, no matter their sex, no matter their sexual orientation, should have that same freedom to marry. Government has no business imposing some people's religious beliefs over others. Especially if it denies people's civil rights.
I am still not a political person, but I am proud that Richard's and my name is on a court case that can help reinforce the love, the commitment, the fairness, and the family that so many people, black or white, young or old, gay or straight seek in life. I support the freedom to marry for all. That's what Loving, and loving, are all about.
Love has no color and skin. Love me love my color, I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am. when I am with you. interracialloving.com--find your soul partner.
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