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delegates to carry the message to their respective areas. (For speech text or notes contact Benjie or the Drum reporter, or New Age).
The theme was taken up by speeches from the floor and the main resolutions.............(summarise the resolutions here).
The conference continued from the afternoon through the whole night and adjourned the following morning. The main resolution asked the government to call the Convention failing which we would organise a 3 day strike from May 29th that same year. After seeing the delegates off I went straight to Groutville to report to Chief Luthuli and left him with a copy of the resolutions.
Four days after the Conference the Treason Trial ended. Our eldest daughter Zenani (we call her Zeni) was only 12 months when I was detained in 1960. Zami brought her a couple of times to see me in Pretoria jail and at the end of each interview Zeni would ask me to come along and could not understand why I could not do so. At the end of the trial her younger sister Zindziswa (Zindzi) was 3 months old. Zami and I had now been married for 33 months and the hectic events that marked that period had been a severe strain on her. I now looked forward to joining her and all the children, re organising my practice and lifting the load from her shoulders, taking her out for entertainment and trying to give her all the happiness within my means. That was not to be.
About this time I and Adie Tambo, who had now joined Oliver in London, started corresponding