Bill Clay Sr.’s story began in the segregated neighborhoods of St. Louis, where he learned early that democracy meant little if it did not reach Black families on the ground. A bus driver, union organizer, and street-level activist before he ever held office, he brought the cadence of protest chants and picket lines into city halls and, eventually, into Congress itself. When he won his House seat in 1968, it was not as a polished insider, but as a movement veteran carrying the demands of sanitation workers, schoolchildren, and overlooked neighborhoods.
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