On Saturday, December 2, 1933, a 30-year-old white woman named Nellie Williams Brockman was murdered near Kountze, Texas. Brockman had headed to town to visit a department store and run into trouble along the way. She was shot to death, and her body and vehicle were found partially burned. Some locals claimed they had seen a shotgun-wielding black man in the vicinity, and law enforcement officials mounted an intense search for the culprit. But they turned up nothing.
A few days into the manhunt, the Kountze Police Department received a “secret” tip incriminating a young African-American ex-con named David Gregory. When Gregory, a preacher’s son, became aware of the police department’s suspicions, he fled to a nearby church. On December 7, Hardin County Sheriff Miles D. Jordan and various other law enforcement personnel discovered Gregory hiding in the church’s belfry. When they ordered him to come down, he refused and allegedly “flourished” a pistol (not a shotgun, the weapon the black suspect was reported carrying near the crime scene). Gregory was subsequently felled by a buckshot blast that rendered him unconscious.
Sheriff Jordan and his fellow officers transported Gregory to a Beaumont Hospital, but a portion of his neck and face were blown away. He was in critical condition and received emergency treatment, but the doctors indicated that he wouldn’t survive the night.
Sheriff Jordan hoped that Gregory would regain consciousness so testimony would confirm the secret tip, but less than two hours after their arrival at the hospital, word was received that a mob had formed in Kountze and was headed toward Beaumont. Hospital authorities expressed their discomfort with harboring a suspect that could put the facility at risk, and Jordan calculated that their chances at keeping Gregory from the mob were slim, in or outside the facility.
Sheriff Jordan snuck Gregory down a back elevator, placed him in his vehicle, and drove toward Vidor (seven miles east of Beaumont), planning to double-back and take Gregory to a hospital in Port Arthur (30 miles farther south). Gregory never regained consciousness and died not long after the sheriff’s car crossed into Orange County.
As the mob was still active, Sheriff Jordan was unsure of what he should do with Gregory’s body. He considered a return to Beaumont unwise, so he drove to Silsbee (23 miles north/northwest). At Silsbee, another mob assembled, and the local undertaker, fearing trouble, refused to accept Gregory’s remains. With limited options and operating under the assumption that the Kountze mob was still in Beaumont, Jordan headed back west. When he entered the Kountze community, hundreds of white men crowded in front of his vehicle. The mob seized Gregory’s corpse and tied it to the back of an automobile. A 50-car parade then dragged the body around Kountze for close to an hour, so long that a large bonfire that had been built to incinerate Gregory had burned out.
Denied a fire, the mob mutilated Gregory’s body, cut out his heart, and re-fastened his corpse to a car and “bounced” it through the African-American section of Kountze, reportedly screaming “Nigger for breakfast!” Members of the throng then delivered the mangled corpse to the front doorstep of Gregory’s mother, whom they had belligerently summoned. When Mrs. Gregory appeared, however, she succinctly denied them her anticipated hysterics. She glanced over what was left of her dead son, said, “You’ve done it right, white folks,” and went back inside.
The stupefied white mob retrieved David Gregory’s hide-less remains and dragged them to a new bonfire that had been built in a vacant lot not far from his home. As Gregory’s body cooked, members of the mob drank coffee and ate sandwiches.
The next morning, African-Americans who passed by the smoking embers were called over to “see what happened to David Gregory.” Newspapers later included a photo of Gregory and his smoldering remains in their reporting.
Several years after the Gregory burning, a local white man on his deathbed confessed to the murder of Nellie Williams Brockman.
Unpleasant as it is to admit, Texas has a history of this type of monstrosity. David Gregory — like so many persons of color in America today — was denied due process, found guilty in the eyes of the mobs, and gunned down in a shoot-first-ask-questions-later manner that we’re not unfamiliar with. He was the last known African-American burned at the stake in the Lone Star State, but dozens preceded him. One in Belton, one in Temple, one in Rockwall, one in Hillsboro, one in Corsicana, one in Sherman, one in Greensville, two in Waco, two in Tyler, three in Sulphur Springs, three in Kirvin, four in the Paris, Texas, area, the list goes on. Gregory’s cruel, forgotten fate reminds us that denial and forgetfulness are staples of white primacy and elucidates why we bristle so at threats to our historical amnesia. We white folk like to think well of ourselves, but we haven’t behaved particularly well. And our shortcomings continue to prevail today.
E.R. Bills is an Aledo resident and the author of Texas Dissident: Dispatches from a Diminished State 2006-2016 (Eakin Press, 2017).
Would like to have read the name of the white man who made the deathbed confession.
I agree. If he is going to publish an article such as this, then he should have included all of the pertinent information, which includes the real murderer’s name. It is not a minor detail.
I doubt that there was a deathbed confession. It only makes the story more tragic to pretend that there was. “We white folks haven’t behaved particularly well”? The notion that that white people living today bear guilt for wrongs committed by other whites many years ago is itself a racist premise. If it’s fair to blame all whites for wrongs committed by other whites, can we hold all blacks responsible for wrongs committed by other blacks?
My sentiments exactly. I am responsible for myself only, and I refuse to be marked and labeled just because I’m white. It would seem that with time, people would have grown in knowledge and wisdom by now, but instead, it is apparent that there has been no progress and maybe even some digress. People will never learn to stop labeling, blaming, playing the superior game,… If one stops, the other just picks it up and runs with it, as today.
I also wanted to note this. I myself feel that David Gregory May well have been innocent, my opinion. No one else may agree. But I see it like this. He was apparently a Christian. He hid at the only place of refuge he could go to and pray. He knew he was already targeted. God already knew his fate. God saved him from a horrible fate of suffering by allowing him to be shot and die shortly afterwards. May sound cruel, but I call it mercy. And by Gregory being the suffice, it prevented the mob and police from any further hunting and hurting. His body endured a horrible punishing spectacle that was tormentous to Gregory’s loved one’s, but he felt none of it. I’m so sorry for his mother, for the hurt she surely suffered, and also for the Brockman family, as well. Even so, it’s no reason to punish white people today. The time for that was back then. That would be between both races then. White people aren’t responsible for what other white people did, whether they knew them or not, a hundred years or so ago.
Trayvon Martin, Ahmaud Arbery, George Floyd… I wish I could say murders like these were in America’s distant past and that our judicial system which ALLOWS murderers and criminals to go completely unpunished has changed. Sadly I cannot. I wish I could say the mentality that creates the need to justify the actions of those murderers has changed. Sadly I cannot.
I pray the real killer did not have the opportunity to hurt other women because the sheriff stopped searching and accepted the mobs version of the truth. Sad
Posts like this can never be too elaborate. Don’t insert highly emotive motifs all over an article when you are not going to provide details regarding why it might be necessary. People might misconstrue your article as intending to rile up otherwise peaceful folks. I’m not trying to teach you how to write, though. You do a good job.
This is a beautiful article, with eerie contents. Wonderful read.