I’ve often wondered just who that guy was and whether the events of that day had a long lasting effect on his life too or if, more probably, his identity has simply been lost to time.
Of course, no man demanded her seat. The Bus Driver demanded she move to make room for a white man that was standing.
So maybe you would want the Bus Driver instead.
He sounds like he was probably a nasty man. I don’t know if he was actually worthy to be that near her.