Spectacle: The lynching of Claude Neal

By Ben Montgomery, Times Staff Writer
In Print: Sunday, October 23, 2011

Allie Mae Neal pushed through the screen door and found a shady spot on her porch where the summer sun didn’t bite. Kittens purred at her feet and wasps flitted in and out of holes in the roof. The few neighbors who passed by saw an old woman in a wheelchair, blue eyes lazy and unfocused behind thick glasses. She’d wave and they’d wave back. Black or white. She has never held a grudge. Read More.

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