In the summer of 1955, Mamie Till, Emmett Till’s mother, kissed her only son goodbye as he boarded a train to Mississippi and left to visit his family.
She constantly reminded the youth of the unavoidable racism in the state and the vast differences between Chicago and Mississippi.
Dominated by segregation, Mississippi enforced a strict leash on its African American population.
After apparently flirting with a white woman, which was deeply frowned upon at this time in history, young Till was brutally murdered.
The moment Emmett stepped into Mississippi; he was in an entirely different world.
It was a world where he had no idea how to behave, despite his mother’s warnings about the different social status of blacks in that area.
Because of this, Emmett wasn’t involved at all with the Civil Rights Movement.
He was just a normal kid of Illinois who had many friends and was loved by everybody within his community (Crowe 27-28).
He was overcome with excitement, and even had to be reminded to say good-bye to his mother.
It was a good thing Mamie persisted; because it would be the last time she would ever see her son alive (Crowe 47).