|Type of Place||Independent City or Town|
|Metro Area?||Independent City or Town|
|Politics c. 1860?|
|Unions, Organized Labor?|
|Sundown Town Status|
|Confirmed Sundown Town?||Surely|
|Year of Greatest Interest|
|Was there an ordinance?||Don't Know|
|Still Sundown?||Probably Not, Although Still Very Few Blacks|
|Tell Dr. Loewen More About This Town|| |
|Method of Exclusion|
|Threat of Violence;Violence Towards Newcomers|
| "The year I first experienced racism was 1934. I
was four years old, but... this was one of those things
you just can't forget.
"Me and my family moved from Lockesburg, AR,
to Provo, AR. My daddy was a sharecropper, and we
moved to Provo to work for a white man on his land.
"When word got out that [the man] was moving
us to Provo to work for him, white folks all over the
place got mad. Provo was an all-white town. There
were no blacks there and they wanted to keep it that
"Our problems started the first night we were in
Provo [in 1934]. Mama and Daddy heard some noise
outside and looked out. They saw some white men
behind bushes and trees. Me and my older brother
went to see what was going on. We saw the men and
we heard them yelling, 'Get out niggers.'
"Then they opened fire - they shot right through
the house. Mama grabbed us and threw us down on
the floor. Mama laid on top of me and my brother.
Daddy also dropped down on the floor...
"The shooting went on every night for two weeks.
You had to know my daddy to understand the type of
man he was. My daddy was not afraid of anything or
anyone, and he was not going to let them run us off.
Then, one night, Arthur Lee was lying down, and a
bullet almost hit him. It was about an inch above his
head. Then another bullet hit the window above, and
the glass splattered in his face. It was a close call. My
daddy finally decided to move after this. We loaded
up the wagon the next day....
"The day we left, me and [my brother] were
playing around outside and we went under the house.
We ran across two sticks of dynamite between the
pillars... When we found that dynamite, we knew that
we wouldn't have made it through another night."
- a former resident of Provo|