“Smoke came through the open windows of my chambers,” remembers Joyce Hens Green. “Fire was already engaging the surroundings. Masses of people were around the courthouse and in the middle of the street.

“As the day wore on, the noises became louder. Soldiers arrived with bayonets. A jeep was parked outside in what was then the juvenile court area. When I left the courthouse that evening with my husband in our car, our car was seized and violently rocked.