My parents were at that party in 1963. Zantzinger hit my mother (who was young, white & pregnant with me - might explain a few things!) After he saw Z. hit Mrs. Carroll, my father took the cane away from Zantzinger, broke it and hid it under the table. Dad was all set to testify against Zantzinger, but he pled out. This story has always intriqued me and made me proud of my father.