激情快播

Fall 2020 |聽By Robert Stephens

ladys Franks Bell woke up three minutes ago and her phone is ringing 鈥� again. 鈥淚鈥檝e been getting so many calls these past few months,鈥� she says. 鈥淧eople want to ask me what happened to my dad鈥檚 family that night. Daddy will always be a hero to a lot of people.鈥�

鈥淭hat night鈥� was Election Day, November 2, 1920. Known as the Ocoee massacre, it is one of the most horrific examples of racial hatred imaginable. Dozens of Black people were killed. More than 200 others were run out of town in the then-unincorporated part of west Orange County, fleeing from bullets and their burning homes. Among them: 18-year-old Richard Allen Franks, who led his six younger siblings through muck and alligator-infested water in the middle of the night to safety in Plymouth, Florida (where Franks Bell was born, raised and lives to this day at the age of 81). On his back, Allen, as he was known, carried his brother, Cornell, who had paraplegia.

鈥淒addy was about 6 feet tall with strong hands,鈥� Franks Bell says. 鈥淏ut he was a giant of a man because he cared about everyone 鈥� I mean everyone. You know, the details of that night are in my book. That鈥檚 what everyone seems to want.鈥�

She鈥檚 referring to Visions Through My Father鈥檚 Eyes, which she self-published in 2015. The acts inflicted by a mob that night and the fear that followed, it鈥檚 all in there. But in her conversations, she鈥檇 like to focus on something else: 鈥淢y father never allowed any room for hate. None.鈥�

And that leaves anyone who鈥檚 listening to wonder: 鈥淗ow could that possibly be?鈥�

Like Frank Bells
and other Black children

who grew up on the west side of Orange County through most of the 20th century, Francina Boykin was told to avoid Ocoee. The abusive treatment of Black people, however, wasn鈥檛 confined to the Ocoee city limits. Boykin had rocks thrown at her whenever she walked from her home in Apopka to the neighborhood store. Her grandfather was badly beaten by members of the Ku Klux Klan.

鈥淲hen it came to Ocoee,鈥� she says, 鈥渨e just didn鈥檛 go there, and we didn鈥檛 ask why.鈥�

Unspoken memories of 鈥渢hat night鈥� haunted the region for nearly 80 years. Any kind of redemption had been muffled in the silent chasm between then and now, between white and Black.

鈥淲e have to acknowledge the bad part of our history,鈥� says 激情快播 Associate Professor of History Robert Cassanello, who has spent 15 years researching Ocoee and trying to understand what went so terribly wrong there. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 how we grow 鈥� by seeing ourselves in it.鈥�

So let鈥檚 first see ourselves in the early 1900s. Black people were moving in from the Carolinas, Georgia and Alabama. They found opportunity in the fruit-bearing land of Orange County and bought parcels of citrus groves and made them flourish. Boykin remembers a gentleman in Apopka once telling her, 鈥淭he people from Ocoee would come riding over here on horses with gold tassels. We thought, 鈥楾hey must be doing well over there.鈥� 鈥�

By 1920, some Black Ocoee residents were driving nice cars and planning to send kids to college. One of them, July Perry, had become a prominent businessman who would help broker land deals and arrange work for people. He also began registering Black residents to vote.

鈥淭hey were doing what Booker T. Washington had proposed in his Atlanta Compromise Speech in 1895,鈥� says Connie Lester, 激情快播 associate professor of history and editor of the Florida Historical Quarterly. 鈥淗e said that by working hard, acquiring property and becoming a vital part of the economy, white people will see your contribution and accept you as voters.鈥�

The test of acceptance came with the 1920 presidential election: Republican Warren Harding versus Democrat James Cox. The NAACP actively registered Black voters throughout Florida. John Cheney, a white attorney and former judge running for U.S. Senate, strongly encouraged Black residents in Orange County to exercise their right.

鈥淚鈥檓 sure they were excited to vote,鈥� says Robert Hickey, whose grandfather, John Hickey, had grand plans for the 120 acres he owned in Ocoee.

But an opposing force loomed. Cheney received a letter saying if any Black residents attempted to vote 鈥渢here will be serious trouble.鈥� The daughter of a prominent white Ocoee official would tell a researcher nearly 50 years later that 鈥�90 percent of all law enforcement officers, judges, public servants and lawyers in Winter Garden and Ocoee were Klan members.鈥�

鈥淭he KKK held parades around the state in a show of intimidation three days before the election,鈥� says Cassanello. 鈥淭he cultural touchstones of the time were being threatened 鈥� white supremacy among them. When that happens, it creates angst, sometimes in the form of violence.鈥�

Time and silence
have slightly blurred

the exact sequence of events on November 2, 1920, but most accounts agree on this montage: Mose Norman pulled his car up to the Ocoee polling precinct that morning to vote. He was denied and drove to Orlando to tell Cheney, who told Norman to go back and take the names of anyone suppressing his right. When Norman returned to Ocoee with Cheney鈥檚 message, gunshots were fired. Norman escaped. That night and into the next morning, Col. Sam Salisbury rallied a mob of as many as 200 white men from around the region to find Norman. They surrounded the home of Norman鈥檚 friend, July Perry. More gunfire ensued. The people living in Ocoee鈥檚 Black community ran for safety. Some were caught. Some were shot. Some were never heard from again.

Perry was beaten, shot, jailed, dragged and lynched.

Stories over the years have said between 30 and 80 Black people died that night. The stories also confuse who shot first and who said what.

鈥淭he particulars might be debated,鈥� says Lester, 鈥渂ut they can鈥檛 get in the way of the substance. That鈥檚 the issue that lingers.鈥�

Armstrong Hightower hid in the citrus groves with his sister. His description 80 years later would paint a vivid picture of the particulars and substance: 鈥淭hat鈥檚 the night the devil got loose in Ocoee.鈥�

The fires set by the mob burned a hellish hole right through the Black community. Norman fled to Stuckey, Florida, and then to Harlem. Perry鈥檚 wife escaped to Tampa with their teenage daughter, Coretha. John Hickey had to abandon his 120 acres and his dreams.

鈥淓verything he pursued came to a screeching halt,鈥� says Robert Hickey, 鈥渁nd there was nothing he could do about it.鈥�

The entire horrific
truth began
to be erased

as soon as July Perry鈥檚 body was lowered from the light pole (some sources say it was a tree limb) near the Orlando home of John Cheney, who lost the Senate race that night.

The 1920 census says 255 Black residents and 560 white residents lived in Ocoee. Within months of the Election Day massacre, no more than two Black residents remained. From the 1930s into the 1970s, not a single Black person lived in the city. Few would even go near it as the eerie silence permeated the entire region.

鈥淎fter the massacre, newspapers advised that order had been restored and everyone should stop talking about whatever happened,鈥� Lester says.

A 2019 report from the Office of Program Policy Analysis and Government Accountability includes an item that apparently floated within the sea of denials. It鈥檚 an advertisement in the December 12, 1920, edition of the Orlando Sentinel: 鈥淪pecial Bargains. Several Beautiful Little Groves Belonging to the Negroes That Have Just Left Ocoee. Must Be Sold鈥擲ee B.M. Sims.鈥� Sims was one of Ocoee鈥檚 wealthiest white landowners.

In July 1921, the Orlando Sentinel reported that another angry mob had 鈥渋njured鈥� a Black man, George Betsy, because 鈥渉e talked too much about the trouble at Ocoee last November.鈥� The next newspaper article known to be published with any hint of the real story would be 65 years later, in 1986, the year Ocoee hired its first city worker.

So how did the truth disappear about what the Orange County Regional History Center calls 鈥渢he largest incident of voting-day violence in United States history?鈥� As the character Roger 鈥淰erbal鈥� Kint popularized in the movie The Usual Suspects: 鈥淭he greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn鈥檛 exist.鈥�

This year, 100 years
after the massacre,

Gov. Ron DeSantis signed a law directing schools across Florida to teach students about Ocoee鈥檚 Election Day massacre. A section of State Road 438 in Ocoee has been renamed July Perry Highway. A historic marker will be dedicated in another part of the city.

鈥淲hat you see now is the easy part,鈥� Boykin says.

The hard part has been finding people to open up. 鈥淲hite people took great pains to not breathe a word about it,鈥� says Cassanello. 鈥淭he Black people, like anyone who experiences trauma, probably didn鈥檛 want to relive it.鈥�

Robert Hickey says he would hear bits and pieces about the massacre while eating oranges with his grandparents in the 1950s. 鈥淏ut,鈥� he says, 鈥淚 had no idea of the gravity of it all. I just knew my grandfather was bitter about something.鈥�

Bitterness. Trauma. Deceit. It all simmered. Fear was the lid that kept it from boiling over.

鈥淭o talk about it was to perhaps invite more problems,鈥� Lester says.

Author Zora Neale Hurston penned a story in 1939 titled The Ocoee Riot, which wasn鈥檛 published until 1989. In 1969, Lester Dabbs, a white educator new to the city, heard whispers about an event in 1920 and made it the topic of his postgraduate research at Stetson University. Knowing the thesis might spark violence, he decided to keep it private until all of his sources had died. Dabbs instead became a community mediator.

And what about Coretha Perry, July Perry鈥檚 daughter who escaped that night? She said she would never say the word 鈥淥coee鈥� again or 鈥渆ven look at it on a map.鈥� But she could not ignore one constant reminder: a scar on her arm from a bullet.

There was one place, though, where someone had been sharing the story about the unspeakable: in Plymouth, at Allen Franks鈥� dining room table.

鈥淒addy sometimes had tears in his eyes when he talked because he couldn鈥檛 understand why anyone would shoot people and take everything they owned,鈥� Franks Bell says. 鈥淵ou could still sense fear. But never hate. I had white friends over to our house to play. Daddy was a father figure to them, too. He鈥檇 say, 鈥榃e鈥檙e all God鈥檚 children.鈥� 鈥�

Allen Franks died in 1994. 鈥淚 still miss him, especially now,鈥� Franks Bell says. 鈥淲e could use more people like him today.鈥�

Boykin is
as candid as ever
at the age of 70,

as she looks out the window of the Orlando law firm where she鈥檚 worked for 33 years. She acknowledges the marching and the protesting of the Black Lives Matter movement.

鈥淲e can鈥檛 just say 鈥榝orget it鈥� and move on from injustice,鈥� she says. 鈥淏ut violence and shouting won鈥檛 help. We all need to listen to each other. Then we can make progress. We proved it.鈥�

Despite being the victim of continued racism in the decades following the Ocoee massacre, Francina Boykin was among those who convinced the community to break its own silence on an ominous past so it could begin the slow process of change.

She says Ocoee鈥檚 鈥淩osa Parks moment鈥� came in the late 1990s. Curtis Michelson, a white man unfamiliar with Ocoee鈥檚 reputation, encouraged a Black friend with a soothing voice to intern at a radio station. The friend quit that same week, telling Michelson, 鈥淥coee鈥檚 no place for a brother.鈥�

So Michelson brought a group of people together 鈥� students and professionals, old and young, Black and white 鈥� to find out why race had torn the community apart. They called themselves Democracy Forum.

鈥淲e researched facts and asked questions,鈥� Boykin says, 鈥渁nd we found truth.鈥�

The documented evidence of the Ocoee massacre was easier to find than the group anticipated. The death certificate for July Perry showed cause of death: 鈥淏y being hung.鈥� Census records showed that the Black population of Ocoee disappeared overnight after the 1920 election. They found a letter in the NAACP鈥檚 anti-lynching files, written by Ocoee resident Annie Hamiter. She鈥檇 smuggled the letter into a crate of oranges bound for a buyer in Ohio, apologizing for the delivery being late. 鈥淥ne of the wickedest happenings of a lifetime happened here.鈥� And she explained how all the Black residents had been forced from their homes.

鈥淭hat was powerful,鈥� Boykin says.

People gradually came forward to talk. Armstrong Hightower experienced the tragedy firsthand. When a writer for a national news outlet arrived in 2001, Hightower, then in his 90s, asked, 鈥淲hat took you so long?鈥�

Eventually, for every Black descendant who shared a piece of the story, a white descendant would do the same 鈥� some of them apologizing for their families鈥� getting the story wrong all along.

Franks Bell would like

more people to read her book and learn from her father鈥檚 example.

鈥淒espite everything Daddy experienced, he leaned on his Christian faith to overcome hate. He was all about love, no matter what. That鈥檚 why he鈥檒l always be a hero.鈥�

At Greenwood Cemetery in Orlando, three plots offer irony and maybe some sort of unintended symbol of reconciliation. Here rests John Cheney, the man who wanted so badly to usher in the day for Black people to vote freely. Also here is Col. Sam Salisbury, the man who prevented them from voting in 1920 by stirring up the mob. The most visited site, though, is a short walk away. This is where, on Election Day in 2018, carloads of Black and white voters came to place their 鈥淚 Voted鈥� stickers at the headstone of July Perry, 98 years after he and his neighbors were denied their right to do so.

鈥淐an you believe it?鈥� Boykin says.