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I need EMS. I have a man hanging from a swing set. If you knew in your heart and in your mind that someone took your child's life, how far would you go to get to the truth? We sat there with no answers, and then they tell my mom it was suicide. Was there more to the story? This doesn't make sense. Law enforcement did not do their job adequately. Honestly, it looked like it was a display, like it was a back-in-the-day lynching. This community has a right to demand more investigation!

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Filmmaker Jacqueline Olive explores how the legacy of racial terrorism still haunts us today. If you were black and alive, you were always at risk to be killed. That isn't ancient history. A lot of the people involved in lynchings, they're still around today. If together we face that history, it leads to a dialogue; it leads to an opening for reconciliation.

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"Always in Season," now only on Independent Lens.

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Well, Lennon was about 18 months here. Almost two. This is Lennon, the oldest. Young uncle. Think about it as if it was your son or your daughter. If you knew in your heart and in your mind that someone took your child's life, and everything that you've done that's humanly possible, they've taken it and twisted it and turned it. How far would you go to get to the truth? How soon would you let it go? Neighborhood is supposed to be a connection of your extended family. Someone in your family gets hurt, you hurt. And until this wound is fixed and heals, this neighborhood will always hurt and always be a open wound.

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retches

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Oh, God.

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If you read the accounts of lynching, the acts themselves were so horrifying that they became a kind of internal story of so many communities. And yet, like children, we still hope and pray that it's far enough in the past that maybe we never have to talk about it. This report is published with the hope that its sheer sadism and abnormal cruelty may stir thoughtful Americans to action. If this report does not do so, we fear that the situation is hopeless. We have the Moore's Ford lynching from 1946, and no one has been charged. And you mean to tell me, after all these years, no one will speak up? That angers me. Somebody knows something. I think that he was murdered. I think they hung him up to make it look like a suicide. A group of people in this area, some of 'em are all for a good show of a lynching. It makes you realize that things like that still happen. We might not see them all the time, but they still happen.

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I grew up here. This has always been home. It has sort of a Andy Griffith feel. A lot of the people are country folks and have a laid-back attitude. I've been in many places around the country where there's big cities and towns, and I like the small-town atmosphere simply because it's a slower pace.

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In my growing-up time, Cotton mill was the main employer, but were closed down by the 1980s. It was a farming town as well. Who's glad to be part of the Annual Bladenboro Beast Fest?

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I don't know if you've heard of the "Beast of Bladenboro," but they have a festival for that. It's based on a legend. In 1954, some kind of animal killed a number of pets and some livestock in the area-- a figure in the dark. The artist's conception is something-- almost a human-like, cat-like combination. You notice about the Beast of Bladenboro, you don't ever see black people in that stuff. That's a myth that was perpetrated by our light-skinned brothers and sisters. The Beast has always been black, and black people always had a problem with that. We went with a black cat because that's the way it had always been portrayed in the old articles. It--you know, the--the killer cat. You know, the black cat. It was supposed to be coming out of the swamp up into the edge of town. Everybody wanted to be the one to get their picture in the newspapers that they captured the Beast. And then, you know, they call it the "Swamp in the Quarters" down there for a reason. That's based upon that slave term, there, from the slave quarters. And here in Bladenboro, most of the African Americans live in this particular area. So right here, there was a cleaners, and right here was a little feed store. They done changed it now. All these places that I'm telling you, you knew where you could come and what time that your place was. You know, the first part of the morning was mostly the business time, and the white people come first, and then the black people came. We had it hard coming up. We all have our skeletons, but honey, Bladenboro got skeletons that, if you open the door, they will scare you to death. Some things that you see, you keep it to yourself. You will live longer. I haven't experienced any, uh, personal racial division. Everybody gets along. Of course, we do have the young man that was found hanging here in Bladenboro a couple of years ago. Lennon Lacy was found hanging from a swing near his home, I think, is the way the story went. Most people just don't know what happened there. All right, I'm gonna take you by the cemetery where Lennon's in. This here is my grandmother and my grandfather, Ed and Benjamin Lacy. And that's my uncle. He was a brickmason. And down here... This is Lennon's grave, right here. That's Lennon's grave.

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I'm playing basketball. Is your brother showing you how to play? No. I already know how to play. Mm-hmm. - Okay. I'm good at it. Okay. Lennon would've never wanted me to not know what happened to him. You know, he would want me to have some type of closure because we were very close. Told my son there was nothing too insignificant that you can't tell me. Nothing too personal. I know you. I had you. I know everything about your body, everything about you.

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Give us, Lord, our daily bread. Amen. For them to say what they did, as far as he had taken his own life, I couldn't see that. He had too much to live for. Too much. And I just want justice and closure. Last time I talked to Lennon was the day that we buried my uncle. So we all came back here. After the funeral, Lennon was dressed down. He had on his dark-blue sweatpants, a sports jersey with "Bladen" on the front of it, and his tennis shoes stuck out because they were that neon green, but that's the color he wanted because he had a hat that it matched, too, 'cause he bought the whole outfit. The hat, the pants, and the shirt, and the shoes matched. I said, "Well, I'm gonna go head to bed 'cause I'm tired and don't feel too good. So..." Lennon was like, "I got to finish hanging out my things for a football game tomorrow." So he kissed me on the forehead. I said, "Don't forget to take that stuff off the line," and I went to bed. And that was the last time I talked to Lennon. In the morning, I was talking to my sister over the phone because she was checking in on me. I happened to glance out the window, and I said, "Lennon's done left his jersey and his support socks on the clothesline." She said, "Well, I'ma let you go." She--"'Cause I know you got to run to the schoolhouse and drop off his things." And there was a knock at the door. Chief Hunt is on the other side. He let me know that I needed to go with him. I got in my vehicle, and I followed him over to the park. There was a crowd of people standing on the side of the road, and I noticed that the police was rolling up crime scene yellow tape from around one of the swing sets. The State Bureau investigator told me that I needed to see if this was my son. I go up the three steps, sit on the back of the EMT. I got close--as close as you could get other than laying on top of his body-- to look and see and feel and touch and smell his body. And I rubbed his face. I rubbed his chest... and I just looked at him with amaze 'cause I was literally... disbelief... that it--you know, his lifeless body was there, and I just saw him a couple of hours prior. It was unreal... like I was watching a bad movie and it was never gonna end. And from that point on, it became a blur to me. and I tried to allow my family members-- other family members-- to deal with the police. I couldn't deal with any more than what I was dealing with. I just couldn't. At the time, I was working in Stafford, Virginia. And then my supervisor is like, "Hey, you got a phone call." And my godbrother was... he was telling me, "They found Lennon." I said, "'They?' Who're 'they'? And what are you talking about?" He was like, "They found him dead. They say he hung himself. He committed suicide." He wouldn't do nothing like that. I just--you know, I just saw him a couple weeks ago. That wasn't on his mind. I started crying. I was--I wanted to stop crying, but I couldn't. I cried from my job all the way to my mom's house. When I walked in the house, I was just--I saw my mom. I'm like... "How? How did this happen?" You know? And she--she couldn't-- she couldn't really-- she couldn't even really look at me because she was so hurt. And it hadn't--you know, I didn't take nothing personal. It just hurt me to know that she was that hurt. And I couldn't imagine what was going on through her mind when she had to go out there... and see him like that. And then they tell her she don't know what she talkin' about. "He did this to himself." And you gonna force-feed a lie to my whole entire family and make us think we're crazy? It looked like... honestly, it looked like it was a display, like it was a message, like it was a-- a back-in-the-day lynching. Like, that's what it-- that's how it made me feel. That's how it made me feel.

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Lynching as a form of racial terrorism is a very particular thing. And that really began after the Civil War during the Reconstruction period when newly emancipated slaves were making political gains, economic gains, educational gains. Between the 1890s and 1960, there were about 5,000 lynchings in the United States, most of them of African American men, although there were a few dozen cases of African American women. Mostly they did happen in the South, but they happened all over throughout the United States. And lynchings very often involved hangings, very often involved shooting, but also burning, including burning alive, of victims. But it really was the character of the murder that made it a lynching. Those who were involved in the lynching perceived themselves as having the right to do this, and that's why it's most often done openly and notoriously with the participation of average people... Not just to punish the individual person, but as a symbol, as a sign to the larger community-- both the white community and the black community. Lynching was a message crime. Sometimes they happened in the woods, but most often, they happened in places where the body would be seen, sometimes in a crowd of 10 or 15,000 spectators. And it's the public nature of lynching that really condemns the white community because the idea that people didn't know... they did know. They did know. "At sundown, the negro will be taken "to the farm two miles from here "where Miss Lola Cannady, the murder victim, lived. "There he will be mutilated by the girl's father. "Then he will be brought to the pigpen and murdered "where the girl's body was found. "Finally his body will be brought to the county seat "nine miles from here "and hung in the courthouse square for all to see. All white folks are invited to the party."

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We want that nigger, Roger! Now! Get him out! Get out of the car, nigger!

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Who do you think you are?

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Take him down! -

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Why are you doing this to me? What are you doing?

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Please! Don't hurt us! We didn't do nothing! We didn't do nothing! We didn't do nothing!

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Get the niggers tied up! Please don't kill us!

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All right. Get your rifle-- get your guns ready.

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Please! - Please don't kill her. Please don't kill me.

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Please don't kill me. No! No!

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Make sure he's dead. All right, one more time. Come on. Let's make sure that nigger's dead!

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The baby. Get the baby. Cover me, and we gonna back up. And then open up when she gets the baby. Open up. Open up. -

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This good, boss? - That's real good.

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Real good. Lloyd, do you see anybody you know here? I'm asking you. You see anybody you know here? No. - That's what I thought. Get him out of here. Get him the hell out of here. -

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Hmm. I don't think I've watched it since I did it. You can feel it out here. You can feel the spirit of those that died out here when we came out and we did-- you know, did just the rehearsal. Just since I've been here in this town, I see the way that they look at you and the--this feeling of "Nobody should say anything. We don't want to talk." You know. "Let's not talk about this." -

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Since 2005, Civil Rights activists have returned to the Moore's Ford Bridge to re-create the night two black couples, Roger and Dorothy Malcom and George and Mae Murray Dorsey, were lynched by the Ku Klux Klan in 1946. No one has ever-- An outraged President Harry Truman ordered a federal investigation and a grand jury was convened, yet no indictments were brought for the killings. The FBI reopened its case in 2007. Georgia state representatives-- The reenactment serves as a dramatic call to action and an annual reminder to the Monroe community that an injustice has never been corrected. Chelsea Bailey, NBC News. And this place is an eerie place, you know?

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I didn't remember until we came here today that we went up under this bridge and there was writings that the Ku Klux Klan had put under this-- under this very bridge that we're standing on. Wow. because I'm helping to, - It m hopefully,l sad. bring some closure to what happened with these families. It's intense just watching the reenactment. It's intense thinking about the fact that it's getting ready to happen again. All right, one more time. Sharice, I need you louder. Sharice? Action. I don't care. I wanna know. This is my town. I need you to stay. Please. - I wanna know. Nigger, what are you doing on my land? You have been with my wife! - Come on back. You're a lying man! - What is going on? Nigger, get off my land. I'll get off your land when you-- Roger--

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Oh, you still hit him up the back, but that's good. Okay. Good. Good. You killed him. That's "Mr. Malcom" to you. Good. Okay. You all right, Mr. Barney? Oh, yeah. -

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That was good. Look. They keep wanting to stab you in your back, but it's okay. We'll get it in the front, I think. All right, so that's scene one. We're going to the next scene. I will be directing the Moore's Ford Bridge lynching reenactment for my third year this year. I've been doing plays for about 10 or 11 years now. It was all because of social issues that I saw that needed to be addressed that no one wanted to address, and those are the issues that I go for. Fire! -

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No more moving. It wasn't just killing these people. It was overkill. They were shot so many times. Dorothy being pregnant didn't matter. Pulls it up. Yep. "Got it." "Got it, boss." Down. The baby was taken out of her body. A baby. Out of a woman's body. Whether black, white... so we really push that part so that they know that this was some sick stuff. Okay. - All right, actors. How did y'all--how did y'all-- you all dead folk. How do y'all feel about-- y'all get up. This year, we're trying to bring in more actors to play Klansmen. Believe it or not, it's hard to get whites that live in the area to participate because a lot of people are actually afraid of coming out and facing what happened. When we go into Monroe, I mean, you can feel, like, "What the heck are you all doing here?" Since I've been here, every year they have the reenactment, and in my opinion, leave the past in the past. Let these people rest. You know, I directed the first two reenactments, and I had a whole crew of white people that played the Klan. And it was just two days before we were supposed to have the reenactment, and all these guys had backed out and were saying that they couldn't do it. So we used white masks and things on black people to play Klan that first year. They had swastikas drawn on, and there were black people that had colored their faces in white, and could you imagine us doing a blackface reenactment? It would be on every news thing in the entire world. When you have a reenactment of something that horrific every single year, what does it teach young black people? But I think what we need to do is say, "That happened, but look where we are today." I think it's one of the most greatest things that ever happened in Walton County because we--we want justice. We need justice, and that has not happened as of yet. Any injustice affects everybody that's around it. So why are we so afraid of the truth coming out? Why are we so afraid to talk about it? And that's what the reenactment does-- keeps it in the light. Keeps it in the light. We don't want anything in the dark. Bring it to the light.

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They desecrated the grave five days after he was buried. They took--took his flowers off of it and threw 'em way back over here, and the West Bladen Styrofoam WB, they took and broke it, threw it way over by the street. You see how the sand is? They had dug a hole deep enough where the guy, one of his classmates, stuck his arm way up here. He stuck his arm all the way in the hole where they had dug the grave--dug sand out of it like they were trying to dig up his grave, yeah. And they said it was not racial or a hate crime. I said, "I don't know why it wouldn't be." Lennon as an individual, losing his uncle, which is more or less like a grandfather, and then having his first major, serious breakup with a female, I guess people would say that would be a lot for a teenager to deal with, but Lennon was not a typical teenager. Like--

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Sorry, the... - Oh, yeah. I know it. I know it. I hate that thing. That was real good, though. You got it. I hate that thing.

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But Lennon, when he was a child, he could not stand that thing. He would do this. Oh, he would scream. He would cover his ears. He did not like that train.

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He was the biggest kid I had, and I'm like, I gained a lot of weight, but trust me, running around behind Lennon, it was easy to get rid of 'cause he kept me running. -

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I think Lennon was about four. Pierre had taught him his ABCs by rap. He said, "a-A, a-B," and, oh, it was hilarious. And Pierre was like-- he was like his hero. Me and Lennon's relationship was kind of--I don't know. It was just like he was my influence as much as I was his influence, you know? I wanted to do better because he was-- I knew he was watching me and paying attention. His thing was football, and he was really good at it. My mom and Lennon moved to North Carolina in 2012. He took it hard because he really didn't want to leave. He was born in Virginia; he lived in Virginia. He wanted to go to college in Virginia. So I had to...

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You know, persuade him that it'll be okay, that you're gonna make new friends, and then he would calm down. He'd be like, "You're right. That's why I'm glad I called you," you know? We would have those...

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I would just be like, "Man, you got a lot of growing up to do, but you'll be all right. You know what I'm saying?" I was born in Bladen County, Bladenboro, right here in this same town. So he made it his home because he had a lot of family here. The neighbors here-- there was only him and Justin Jones and Trey Hudson. They were the only three teenage boys in this neighborhood. You wouldn't see one without the other. You would see Justin coming down past my house. He'd get Lennon, and then they'd go over to Trey's or vice versa. Lennon was funny, protective, just an all-around good friend. You couldn't ask for a better friend. We'd hang out like teenagers do. Walk to the park at night. He had asthma, so he wanted to walk at night, and I was like, "All right."

He'd come get me about 1

00 in the morning. Yeah, Lennon didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs. He'd drink water and Powerade. Hey, how you doing? We'd talk a lot. We'd talk about everything. Like brothers. Every day. I have a tattoo of him on my arm. Lennon Lacy. We had so many good times. Like... he was funny. He was funny.

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He'd come get me about 1

But, uh... yeah, he was--he was like my brother, though. Yeah, I know it must be difficult. You must miss him. I only knew him for two years, but them two years, we were like that. He's still in all of our minds. We're not gonna let it go. We just want to know what happened, but all of us think it's not a suicide. From day one, nothing was done right. They found my brother on a Friday night. They put us on hold because it was-- I think it was like, Memorial Day, Labor Day, one of them days. It didn't make no sense. The police station was closed. We sat there with no answers from Friday night until Tuesday. Then they, on Tuesday-- they come to the house and then they tell my mom, "Sorry for your loss. It was suicide." And then they walk back outside. So I asked them--I'm like, "Well, how did you get to that point? What did you rule out?" One of his response was, "Are you telling me that I didn't do my job?" I said, "Well, I'm not telling you "that you didn't do your job. I'm just saying you could do your job better." He said, "Well, if you know anything "or if you have any information that you come up with, give me a call and let me know." I said, "Okay." I said, "If I find out anything, I'll call you and let you know." And I did. I found out a whole lot of stuff. I found out way more stuff than he found out. I've been working on murder cases in the state of North Carolina for almost 20 years. Claudia is a remarkably strong woman but was so emotionally raw that Pierre really did step up and take on a central role in the investigation. When I started looking at the steps law enforcement took and I started interviewing people like the local medical examiner, who told me that he was trying to take pictures of the death scene, and law enforcement seized his camera from him-- which, in 16 years of working on murder cases, I have never heard that before. The SBI stands for the "North Carolina State Bureau of Investigation." What concerned me about this case was that they brought in Agent Paul Songalewski, who had never investigated a homicide. He's brought in whenever there's a suspected suicide. When you're approaching any sort of death scene investigation, you want to make sure that these are seasoned detectives that know the importance of preserving the forensic evidence to ensure that it's not a homicide that is staged to look like a suicide. Based on my investigation, I feel strongly that whoever made that call to bring him in wanted this investigation to be steered a certain direction. In that part of the state, particularly all the way across along the South Carolina line, it's a belt that is known for white supremacist history, particularly during the Civil Rights movement because there was still a very heavy KKK presence and a lot of intimidation by people who were in positions of power at that point. But that isn't ancient history, and a lot of the people involved in lynchings and covering up the lynchings, they're still around today, some of which are still in law enforcement and their children are in law enforcement. White power! This black community has felt that law enforcement had not been addressing its needs for a long time in Bladenboro. They had felt there was a lot of police misconduct. Between 2002-2006, there was a large federal investigation in Bladen County and Robeson County that led to the arrest of police officers who were actually heavily involved in narcotics trafficking. They would also pull over drivers of African American descent. They would harass them for money, take the money, and then let them go, and it would never be documented. So you had concerns

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"Was there more to this story? What happened? This doesn't make sense." As I started researching black males committing suicide in public, and I realized there had been almost 20 black males found hanging in public parks over just the last few years-- and when I realized how quickly law enforcement that responded to those scenes deemed those deaths suicide, I became quite concerned that there may be a bigger surreptitious movement at play, here. Evidence in this case suggests that steps taken by responding officers and investigators failed to meet even the minimum accepted guidelines and practices for death scene investigations.

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That is a large part of the reason we have been compelled to ask the U.S. Department of Justice and the FBI to conduct its own investigation into the death of Lennon Lacy. Thank you.

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An autopsy for a Bladen County teen found dead in August shows no indication of foul play. The response that occurred in this case and the investigation which has followed has been nothing short of professional, and I'm proud to be a part of this outfit. The family certainly don't think so, and I have to say, having been down there and spent quite a bit of time on this story... Yeah. - It doesn't look very professional to me.

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We march today. Why?

In the quest for one thing

the truth about Lennon's death.

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In the quest for one thing

The medical examiner noted that she was not presented with any photographs or dimensions of that swing set in question, meaning that it was impossible for her to know with absolute certainty that Lennon Lacy had hung himself. The last time Claudia Lacy saw her 17 year-old son, Lennon Lacy, was around the time he snapped this selfie.

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"Last night pic before the game." That does not sound like a person that was planning on killing himself. State Bureau of Investigation and Bladen Police never searched his room for a suicide note. They never asked me for his cell phone. Lacy says she told state investigators the belts used to fashion the noose did not belong to Lennon. And Lennon's family says he left home that night wearing size 12 Air Jordans, but he was found wearing these size 10 1/2 Air Force Ones. No one knows what happened that terrible night, August 28-29, 59 years to the day after the death of Emmett Till.

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Local news covered a Ku Klux Klan rally in a nearby county just weeks before Lennon's body was found. Go to work!

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When I saw Lennon Lacy, he looked as if he'd been in a fight. I've seen guys that I've dealt with in mortuary science that had been in barroom fights, and that's what it looked like. It looked like somebody that had not survived a barroom fight. He had some bruises along the side of his temple. I saw lacerations. He wasn't marked up here; he was marked up on his forearm on the outside, consistent with defending yourself. I know this is a murder. I believe it and understand it and see it. You know, I just thought I was one of many who'd come to the clear understanding of what had taken place here.

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Claudia Lacy has a right to refuse to be comforted. She has a right. Pierre has a right. These young babies have a right. This community has a right to demand more investigation and refuse to be comforted by easy answers. This was... this is her son.

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That's right. We want you to hear his name.

Somebody say it. Lennon... all

Lennon...

Lacy. all

Lacy!

Lennon... all

Lennon. Lacy!

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Lacy! Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy! Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy! Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy! Justice! Justice! Now! Now! Don't be calm. Be concerned. A child has died!

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When do you want it? Now! What do you want? Justice! When do you want it? Now! What do you want? Justice! What do you want? Justice! What do you want? Justice! When do you want it? Now! When do you want it? Now! When do you want it? Now! When do you want it? Now! The FBI has announced that it will investigate the case of Lennon Lacy to determine whether the 17 year-old's death was a suicide or actually the result of a lynching. Lacy's family and friends have been pushing for the federal investigation. The county coroner also says he now questions if it was a suicide. Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy! Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy! Lennon! Lennon! Lacy! Lacy!

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"October 26, 1934. "To the Honorable David Sholtz, "governor, Tallahassee, Florida. "Associated Press just informed us "that a mob will take Claude Neal, "tie him to a stake, "and permit the father of the dead girl "to light fire to burn Neal to death. "Stop. "We urge upon you to take immediate steps "to rescue negro from mob and place him in safe custody. "Stop. "Walter White, secretary, "National Association for the Advancement of Colored People."

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Oh, well, we moved to Atlanta before I turned three, so I spent my earliest years here. And my Granddaddy Reeves was a textile mill worker in a textile mill in north Georgia. He raised five children through the Great Depression, and I found out many years later from my grandmother something that I never would've guessed, and that was that he had been, at some point, a member of the Ku Klux Klan. And consequently I got involved with a local organization that monitored hate groups, and I volunteered to do infiltration work at rallies and other gatherings to see what kind of information I could gather. And that's when I realized that Klan and white supremacist groups in general had undergone a metamorphosis. You had newer groups that were openly worshipful of Adolf Hitler and his whole ideology. That indicated that we weren't talking about a moribund group that was going to fade away. While we're waiting for the guys, can you go through your speech for us, please? It is posted online if you want to get an idea of it, and there's one point at which one of the people in the crowd will call out, "What about those lying Atlanta newspapers here?" Who's doing that? We gonna stop right there. Who's gonna do that? Well, we're looking for somebody with a good voice-- The reason why I felt called upon to do the Governor Talmadge speech at the reenactment is that Eugene Talmadge was essentially the Klan candidate for governor here in Georgia. When I discovered that Governor Talmadge had actually given one of his race-baiting stump speeches in Monroe, Georgia, prior to the murders at the ford, I felt it was necessary that we should have a historically accurate presentation of exactly what the folks in Monroe would've heard.

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'Cause I am dedicated. Just want to remind you that the poor dirt farmer's got only three friends on this earth. That's God, Sears Roebuck, and Eugene Talmadge. And Eugene Talmadge. This state was essentially run on the basis of terrorism. Until we come to grips with the fact that this has happened repeatedly, we're always going to be in danger of relapsing into that kind of horror again, and it seems to me, as a son of the South, that I have a responsibility to do everything I can to make sure that doesn't happen.

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I grew up in Henry County. Dad was Klan. We had a big, black Lincoln Mercury, and Dad had a tall, red cross that he mounted on the hood of the car. He had an extra battery under the hood that ran it. And when it was not in use, it was stored in the closet in my room. My room was on the very back part of the house, and my closet was the very smallest, most personal, quiet place in the house that nobody was likely to look. The cross in the wild... My dad was part of the command of the Klan. He worked with Dr. Green. We went to a lot of rallies, a lot of bonfires, a lot of parades. A lot of the rallies were at Stone Mountain. At time, it was kind of awesome. You know, it was, like, lights and action, and there were a lot of other children to play with. That was fun. But--but then it got pretty scary too. This was when they were getting ready to go away on their trip after the wedding. I knew the Talmadges. My dad and Eugene were friends, so being one of the ladies that supported the Talmadges was really easy for me. That wasn't something I had to figure out how to do. That's my favorite picture of my mother. My mother was kind and gentle woman. She didn't know how to deal with my daddy either. There're many times that she's apologized, after we got to be adults, for the things she let us be subjected to. I was three years old when I saw my father and his friends hang a black man.

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It was late, and the fire was roaring. And the men were there in their robes. Mother and my sister and I stayed in the car.

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And then some of the men arrived with the black man. The Klan had the man's hands bound. I could tell there was something wrong, but I didn't understand what until they hung him. And when I saw it happening, my mother reached around me and put her hand over my mouth and pulled me to her so that I wouldn't speak out loud. It was hard to believe that that was really my dad and his friends that I knew that ate fish and hushpuppies at the house. But it was. It was the same people. I never knew any of the details except what I witnessed, and I was too afraid to ask. I never talked about it until Daddy died. It's all drawn from stuff that Talmadge actually said. Some of the people involved in the reenactment are involved in it for the sheer purpose of finding the guilty parties. But for me, something's going to alter the conversation we have about race, and if it's a reenactment, wonderful. We all need to keep doing whatever it is we think will make the difference. Well, who was-- who said they'd say, "Four dead niggers are better than one"? John? No-- - No, that wasn't me. Not you. Who's the one that said it? Not you. You need to talk to me. Do you want to say it? Uh-uh. - Okay. You scared me. Okay, so I need somebody that will say, "Four dead niggers are better than one." You gonna say that? Yeah, say that. I mean, let's--yeah, that makes it easier. Okay, Roger?

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Move it out. Thank you. Thank you for your cooperation. We have over a hundred cars in the motorcade. I'm Martha Dorsey. My grandfather and George were brothers. I wish I had came before, but this is my first time. And I am tremendously enjoying myself to learn about my history. I don't know if it's a good thing or not. I appreciate what they're doing, and hopefully, they'll eventually, one day bring the remaining killers to justice. The hurt is still there.

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We want that nigger Roger! You is a dead man, boy. No! - Take him down! Let them go! This isn't right! -

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Please give me everything y'all got. Every emotion. Everything. Okay? - Yes, ma'am. Because these were people's lives that were lost, and I need everything you all got. Okay. Action. All right, boys, take 'em down there.

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What are you doing?

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We're making an example to all the niggers in Georgia. You don't touch a white man. Leave Roger alone. - What are you doing?

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Let's go see. Check 'em out. - Check the other one. Hold on. All right, now. Roger!

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That's victory for white Christianity. Good job. Whoo. - Good job. Whoo-ee. - Good job. Good work. Good work. - That'll teach him! That'll teach him! - Where is he? That'll teach him. - Good job, men.

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Is this good, boss?

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That's real nice, Johnny. That's real nice. What'd he do? - Pulled the baby out.

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That's why. Because it's history. To bring the history to them.

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"First they cut off his penis, and he was made to eat it."

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"Then they sliced his sides and stomach with knives, "and every now and then, "somebody would cut off a finger or a toe. "From time to time, a rope would be tied around his neck, "and he was pulled over a limb "and held there until he almost choked to death. After several hours, they decided just to kill him." "Then the crowd came by, "and some kicked him and some drove their cars over him. "After slashing and shooting him into mincemeat, "the mob hanged him on a tree "on the east side of the courthouse lawn. "Photographers said they would soon have pictures of the body for sale at 50 each." I think what most people have a hard time appreciating is if you were black and alive in many parts of this country in the 20th century, you were always at risk. You were always a target. You were always an object to be victimized, to be humiliated, to be taunted, to be sexually exploited, to be killed. And there was no respite. There was never a moment when you were allowed to feel like you can be safe for just a little while. You were always in season. Most black men were lynched because they were accused of having sexually assaulted a white woman, for murder or some violent act committed usually against a white man. But sometimes it could just be having violated the rules of, you know, not having tipped one's hat or having left the side of the street when a white person was walking past. It could be being regarded as uppity. And it really involves a process of dehumanization that the black man had to be physically restrained, that he was over-sexualized, that he was naturally and inherently violent or something that's not human. And it's this very insidious process of dehumanization that begins always with words that allows average individuals to stand and watch and to participate and sometimes cheer while another human being is brutally murdered.

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I had taken a job over at the grocery store right here in the neighborhood at the deli, and I was waiting on a customer, and I had turned around with his order, and it dawned on me as I looked to the dining area that-- that somewhere in this crowd, there is a murder, and he knows what he's done-- or she or they. And that day was the day that I realized there is still someone out here that is responsible. Well, there's a lot of things we would like to be able to do, but with such a small staff, there's things that we just aren't able to do because we still have all the other things going on in this county. I have honestly not heard anyone talking about the fact of whether there's still a murderer on the loose in regards to this. Honestly, I think that the majority of the folks have just come to grips with the fact that this is gonna be ruled a suicide in the end. It's been several months since the one-year anniversary of it. But it's been quiet, and everybody's just kind of waiting now. And I think the sooner, the better to get this behind us. I honestly don't believe that the investigation has been lacking from the very beginning. I don't think that there's been any kind of cover-up by the local law enforcement folks. Nobody wants to believe that their child could do such a thing, and I would probably want to go to all ends of the Earth to make sure that any and all possible investigations and questions were answered. But to that end, at some point you've got to-- you've got to realize that they've done all they can. There is another side to the coin as far as, you know, the family unit and negligence and that kind of thing. You know, the fact that this teenage boy at 15, 16 years old was involved with a 30-year-old woman in the neighborhood, that he was regularly out after midnight on school nights. So those are the kinds of things that started to percolate as this went on during that first year. I was 32 when I met Lennon. Lennon and I didn't really look at our age difference. From the time I met Lennon, it felt like it was meant to be. I mean, you don't choose who you fall in love with. Mm-hmm. - Oh. Yeah. This is the only thing of his that I have left. They came over and told me they wanted everything of Lennon's. So I hid this. So did you--did they take everything but that? Yes. His mother says 17-year-old Lennon had been dating a 32-year-old white woman. The age of consent in North Carolina is 16. Still, some people in this small Southern town did not like it. In the wake of his hanging, some wondered if he was killed because he was in an interracial relationship. We never talked about the race thing. We talked about the age thing... because of the simple fact I knew that she was a woman of experience. She had three kids of her own. My son was not compatible with her. I said-- I asked her, as a mother-- I said, "So you need to end this. Either you end it, or we will end it." She continued to see him as if I hadn't even said anything to her about it. Michelle and Lennon were involved about seven months, but Lennon didn't want nobody to know for a while because that whole-- that whole Michelle situation, I--I--I knew it was too much for him. There was still stuff that I didn't know about Michelle myself. I had left my husband. My children and I had just came back from Illinois and moved back to North Carolina. I was living with Trey's mother, Carla Hudson and Dewey Sykes. There was probably, I would say, a hundred feet at the most from Lennon's back door to Dewey Sykes and Carla Hudson's door. Lennon was always at Trey's house whenever I was there. The first time I met Lennon, I didn't think that he was a teenager. He looked a lot older than what-- what he was. He carried himself like a gentleman. He came over with Trey, and they was hanging out, and I was there with Carla, hanging out. I think my kids had went to bed, and Trey, he was probably in the bedroom with his girlfriend. He was always in there with her. And Lennon was always out there with us. And then he... started kissing me on my neck, and that's how it started. Now, this is where Lennon lived, and we'd go to Trey's house and play football, basketball, anything you want to play. Walk through this little path right here. This is where Trey and them lived, right here. The house would be right there in front of them bushes. Carla Hudson's and Dewey Sykes and Trey Hudson's. This is the front door. I'm walking right here in the front door. You know what I'm saying? I thought it was real funny. After a couple months after Lennon died, they moved everything out and left the pool. Left their dead dog there. You know what I'm saying? I would've dug my dog up. You feel me? I'd at least dug my dog up. But no, they moved everything out. Fast, too. Real quick, like they were running away from something. You know what I'm saying? Look, look-- no, it's too late. Come on. Yeah, man's in court.

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Probably shake hands and all of that, man.

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Carla and Dewey Sykes were pill poppers. People would come and go, buying and selling narcotics, and I believe they even supplied Michelle with narcotics at times. There you go, Trey. Work him! Work him! Work him! Hell, yeah! Dewey Sykes? Oh, he known for being racist. About 2005, he hung a KKK flag right there on the fence. Hung the flag right there that said, "Don't tread on me." Rebel flag. Stuff like that. He was known for it. Dewey didn't like the fact that I was seeing Lennon, and he would use the N-word more than often. There was one night, Lennon got upset, and he walked out of Carla Hudson's house and Lennon punched the fence and he broke the wood. And Dewey had threatened Lennon with a gun. Dewey Sykes had a cousin that is on the Bladenboro police force but never seemed to arrest his relatives for the apparent illegal activity going on in their home. That was the party spot.

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What happened at Carla's house stayed at Carla's house, basically. It was like Las Vegas. Yeah.

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It was. Yeah, we was--Lennon and I was committed to each other. Yes. Yeah. Michelle Brimhall had a drug problem, and to support her drug habit, she would have quite a few companions, and Lennon would get very emotional and upset about this. They broke up in June. He goes to Virginia, spends a couple of weeks with family, has a good time, tries to get her out of his head. By the time he comes back, he realized, you know, she was still seeing other people. And even though they had broken up, I think Lennon was in love with her, and I think he felt like this relationship was going to turn into something bigger. But that night, there was another man that arrived at her house, and his first name was Maurice. He does have a criminal history. Lennon saw Maurice go into the house, and he was quite distraught about it. He was pacing from his house and Trey's house. Every now and then, he would come back to the house with different information that Carla and Trey was feeding him about Michelle. So it was kind of like they were fueling the anger. But in the process of all of this going on, he still was preparing for the next day. The last thing he pretty much did was pack his bag for football practice. I don't know what happened. I've thought about it and thought about it and thought of so many different things. It doesn't make any sense because Lennon has never done anything to anybody. I mean, who would want to hurt him? It's just--I don't know. It doesn't make any sense to me. I don't know what happened, but I wish he came and knocked on my window and asked me to walk on that night instead of walking out alone. We have been very careful to proceed in the search for truth. If Lennon was white and found hanging in a predominantly black neighborhood, would there have been a rush to determine that the cause of death was suicide? What happens those first few hours at a scene of death has extraordinary impact on how we are able to ultimately find the truth. They ought to be following the standards of law enforcement in every case regardless of race, creed, class. One standard of justice. Lawyers working on behalf of Lennon's family had information which they believed was critical for our determination which they did not want to give the SBI. It's very disappointing that instead of actually conducting any investigation that would've made any sort of forensic testing fruitful and reliable, this district attorney allowed rumors in the community to become so rampant instead of searching for the truth. I should not have had to wait as long as I have to get to the answers that I wanted. To me, that makes me think there was something that had to be fixed up, doctored up. Tell me. Show it to me. Your saying it means nothing to me if you cannot prove it. I want to know, I deserve to know, and I have the right to know. That's all I've asked from day one.

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"My mother was traumatized when her brother, "Claude Neal, was lynched. "She went through total hell, "and she put us through total hell. "She'd start talking about "what the men did to her brother. "She smoked Camels and drank moonshine. "She'd kick her daughters "and she'd make the kids read the 23rd psalm out loud "while she drank and cried. "She just couldn't take what happened. "She would leave her five children with relatives "and disappear for months-- sometimes years. "She'd return out of guilt and whisk us off "to some tiny house where she'd try to make a home. "When she was sober, she was okay, but she always slipped back into dark places." One of the most disturbing legacies of lynching is generational trauma within the black and white communities. And yet, very different reactions to the stories in the two different communities.

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blacks out of fear, whites out of shame, I think, and fear also. And that silence was never lifted, and so people are acting out in the context of that passed-on relationship, and they don't know what's at the heart of it. And there are all these institutions that need to come clean about this history. This is true of the legal community. It's true of journalism. It's true across the board. Communities for themselves have to come together and talk about what they think would repair the harm. But if, together, we face that history, it leads to an opening for dialogue; it leads to an opening for reconciliation. Now, ladies and gentlemen, that concludes the last scene. We will return to First African Baptist Church for food and fellowship. We have food waiting on you. The Moore's Ford Memorial Committee was started September of 1997. We have a load of people here for the reenactment, but you can go around and count the ones from Walton County that'd be there. So this stigma does still touch people in a negative way.

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Certain areas of Walton County, you can go through these subdivisions, and you look at the names of the streets, and it matches the names that the FBI report says are the suspects. So it would really be important if we could get justice brought on this particular case. If we get a break, you know, I'll make sure I've got your phone number before you leave here, and, you know, I'd be willing to call you and let you know what's happening. Hopefully, you know, we'll have closure on this thing pretty soon.

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Is Reverend Sammy still out here? Tell him we want him to bring some words of closure, prayer, and a message.

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Precious Memories - Precious memories How They linger Ah, how They ever - Burn Burn my soul In The stillness Of The midnight Precious Secret Scenes unfold Scenes unfold Ooh "The United States Attorney's Office "announced today that, following its investigation "into the death of Lennon Lacy, "there is no evidence to pursue "federal criminal civil rights charges. "Officials from the Justice Department's "civil rights division, "the U.S. Attorney's Office "with the Eastern District of North Carolina, "and the Federal Bureau of Investigation met today with Lennon Lacy's family to inform them of this decision."

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Under "The FBI assessment has confirmed "my initial opinion "that the investigation conducted "by the State Bureau of Investigation "and the Bladenboro Police Department was complete, "thorough, and professional. "I would like to take this opportunity to highlight "the hard work and dedication of the SBI special agent "who went above and beyond the call of duty to see that justice was done in this matter." Precious Memories -

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How They linger "After a careful and thorough review "by a team of experts, "the Justice Department found no evidence to suggest "that Lennon's death was a homicide. The investigation into the incident has been closed." One page for 17 years of a person's life. Although the federal authorities found there was no evidence of foul play, that's not conclusive that there was not foul play. They're saying there was no evidence of foul play.

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The biggest reason that we're never gonna be able to know the truth is law enforcement just did not do their job adequately. It was a cursory investigation, and they jumped to a conclusion, and that was all she wrote. His friends, his neighbors, the kids that he interacted with looked at me with disbelief. That's what made me push. And I'm gonna continue until I get the answers for them as well as for myself. The more people know about it, that's my way of grieving. The more they understand and hear his story, that's my way of grieving.