Richmond, capital of Virginia, is a crossroads. It's bigger than a town, but is finding itself increasingly dwarfed by the metropolises of America. It's not of the modern, cosmopolitan northeast, but is only peripheral to the South. It is increasingly a city of progress and learning, but its legacy as the capital of the Confederate States of America is felt by every African-American resident who still has to live with the legacy of slavery and segregation. Richmond enters the 1960s as a microcosm of America itself- both of the hope of progress and technology, and the fears of bigotry and discrimination.