Child of the Sit-Downs_ The Revolutionary Life of Genora Dollinger - Carlton Jackson [73]
Genora put her heart and soul into reform work, fighting for social justice wherever she saw the need for it. In the mid-1960s, one of her admirers, David Herreshoff, summed up her value: “Her name reminds me of an essential part of every vehicle which rolls from Flint. . . . Just so Genora crackles and sparkles through human vehicles. . . . She is what [Walt] Whitman means by the ‘body electric.’ No room she is in is inadequately lit. No cause she is in is hopeless.”23 All the while she fought for the causes she believed in, health problems continued to plague her. She developed chronic arthritis, aggravated by Detroit winters. On a blustery winter day in 1966, Sol telephoned Genora at her ACLU office and told her there was a chance of a transfer within his company to Los Angeles. The union representing workers for Israel Bonds required that job openings always be posted. Sol considered himself a good salesman, though he had not been successful when trying to peddle Encyclopedia Britannica, so he felt his chances of getting the Los Angeles appointment to be good.24 Would Genora be interested in Los Angeles? Sol wanted to know. Yes, she quickly replied. A change in geography and climate might have an ameliorating effect on her arthritis. With all the things happening in California at that time, it might be a mecca for Genora’s talents. The antiwar campaigns and growing interest in women’s rights, racial justice, educational reforms, and environmental issues seemed tailor-made for Genora. Besides, at the time she thought it was closer to Mexico than was Michigan (paradoxically, Detroit and Los Angeles are almost equidistant from Mexico City).
Again, there was to be another move. When Genora figured up how many times she had moved, it was unsettling. Flint to Detroit and back to Flint and then back to Detroit—how many times? But, all things considered for the Dollingers in the mid-1960s, California was the place to be. Once again Sol went ahead of Genora and Ronnie. She had to wait until Ronnie’s school year ended to sell their Detroit house and allow Sol time to find a suitable residence for them. She signed her letters to him “Shalom Alacheim!”25
She wrote to Helen Travis (wife of Robert Travis, an early UAW leader), “Have you heard? We’re moving to L.A.” She would not miss Detroit as a city, “but it is hard, after all those years in Michigan, leaving the wealth of friends I have accumulated. The farewells are hard.” She expected, she told Helen, to get work as soon as she arrived in the western city. She was proud that the Michigan ACLU beat southern California