
Please be aware there is offensive language contained in this post, in the form of contemporary quotes.
In 1958, most White families in Terrell County earned less than $4000 a year. James C. Brazier (1926-1958), a WWII veteran, and his wife Hattie Bell Brazier worked five jobs between them, and earned at least that much. This was an exception among Black families, who only averaged $1300 a year, but the Braziers were an exceptional family. They knew they had to work extra hard to just get by, and they thrived. They owned their own home and James had purchased two new cars between 1956-1958. The mere sight of James driving around town in his new Chevrolet Impala triggered rage in some of the most virulent racists in the county, Dawson police chief Howard Lee, officers Weyman Burchle Cherry (1926-1970), Randolph McDonald (1910-1995), and sheriff Zachary Taylor “Z.T.” Mathews (1892-1984), prominent among them.
The Braziers weren’t involved in any of the Civil Rights activities just beginning to simmer in 1958, even though as a successful young Black man, James Brazier was often the target of overzealous law enforcement, having been arrested on trumped up charges at least a half a dozen times. He had sustained physical violence requiring a hospital visit after at least one of the arrests, in 1957. When Brazier asked Cherry why he was being treated so badly, the officer replied, “You is a nigger who is buying new cars and we can’t hardly live. I’ll get you yet.” After more physical intimidation, Cherry warned, “You’d better not say any damn thing about it or I’ll stomp your damn brains out.”
On Sunday, 20 April 1958, after spending the day with his family at I Hope Baptist Church near Dawson and later at Mt. Mary near Sasser, Brazier dropped Hattie and his children off at their home on Ash Street and proceeded to take his sister’s children home.

On his way back to Ash Street, James encountered his father, Odell Brazier, being hit over the head by officer Randolph McDonald. He pleaded with McDonald to stop hitting his father, but the officer drove away with the senior Brazier under arrest. James drove Odell’s car back to his house, explaining to Hattie what he had seen. Soon, McDonald and officer Cherry arrived at the Ash Street residence. They dragged James outside, in front of his family and his neighbors, hit him in the head with a blackjack, and kicked him in the groin. James, Jr., attempting to help his father, was callously pushed to the ground by Cherry. The officers bore no warrant, but of course, in the Jim Crow South, they didn’t really need one. They told him he was being charged with threatening an officer and interfering with the arrest of Odell Brazier.
James Brazier was still wearing his Sunday clothes when he was booked into the Terrell County jail, though they were stained and bloodied by this time. A perfunctory exam by Dr. Charles Ward, the county medical officer, declared Brazier intoxicated. His speech was slurred, but this was due to his serious head injuries. In this sense, Ward was as complicit in Brazier’s eventual death as anyone else. Other prisoners at the jail later recalled that Brazier was taken out during the night by Cherry, McDonald, and other law officers. After a protracted absence, he returned naked but for an army blanket, bloody, and incoherent. He was not even physically able to walk into his sham hearing in mayor’s court the next morning and had to be carried out of his cell. Mayor Verma Lee Singletary (1908-1981) ordered the trial postponed, noting that Brazier seemed intoxicated. Upon seeing her husband near the end of the “trial”, Hattie let out a scream and was thrown out of the courtroom. She later stated “He was sitting in a chair, slung over, and his tongue was hanging kind-of half-way out and a long sleet of white slobber was hanging out his mouth.”
After the sham trial, Hattie rushed James to the Terrell County Hospital, where Dr. Ward (the same Dr. Ward who had proclaimed Brazier to be drunk the night before) suggested Brazier, by now completely unconscious, be taken to a specialist in Columbus. He died on 25 April 1958 at the Columbus Medical Center. His cause of death was officially listed as cerebral necrosis and hemorrhage related to head trauma. He was buried with military honors at I Hope Cemetery.

The Braziers left Dawson a few months after James’s death, but they fought hard for justice. As his son lay dying in Columbus, Odell Brazier drove to Atlanta to report the case to the FBI. Hattie spent years seeking justice for her husband. Racial violence continued to be perpetrated by local law enforcement. Just months after the lynching of Brazier, officer Cherry shot Tobe Latimer at a juke joint and killed another Black man, Willie Countryman soon thereafter. Sham arrests continued to taunt the African-American community, and though more FBI investigations continued, little came of the efforts. Terrell County was getting a lot of negative attention in the national press, but nothing changed at the time. Dawson News editor and future mayor Carl Rountree’s (1904-1985) local response to these shameful events was thus: “At the moment without a ‘Little Rock,’ The Washington Post and Times-Herald must have a whipping boy…And so they have chosen Dawson, on the basis of rumor, as its new target…The negroes of Dawson have nothing to fear.”

Outside pressure continued to focus on Terrell County, but with little hope of real justice, it went nowhere. Witnesses to Brazier’s beating changed their testimonies out of fear, and one, Marvin Goshay (c. 1937-1961), was found dead in a local funeral home, apparently asphyxiated. Not that their testimonies would have mattered. Racists were so entrenched in Georgia’s political and legal system at the time, from Senator Richard B. Russell and Governor Herman Talmadge right down to local judges and lawmen, that legal actions in the Brazier case were hopeless from the start. Hattie filed a civil suit against the Terrell County officers, but it also failed to get justice for the Brazier family.

Hattie Bell Brazier eventually moved to New Jersey to be near her daughter, Veda. She remarried and became Hattie Watson. She died in 2005. Her legacy is the tireless work she did to right a wrong that should never have happened.
Z. T. Matthews remained sheriff of Terrell County until 1969. Weyman Cherry, who was promoted to police chief soon after the Brazier case, remained in that office until being killed in a car crash in 1970. The county eventually moved on to the point where Black politicians and law enforcement officers were commonplace, but this story should never be forgotten.
At a time when Black history is being purged from schools, I feel the worst stories of the Jim Crow era deserve as big an audience as possible. We don’t need the schools to share these stories, nor do we need to dwell on them, but their censorship by politicians speaks to the fact that for many, these views haven’t ever changed. They are painful reminders, but important to our shared histories.
Sources/Suggested Reading. The following sources are excellent introductions and much more detailed than mine.
An Overview of the Brazier Case, The Georgia Civil Rights Cold Cases Project at Emory University
Hattie Brazier Stands Up, by Marie Kelly

Having been born in South Georgia, I often witnessed discrimination against people of color. As a kid I didn’t understand racism. As a college student I never saw a black student or professor on campus. It was not until I became a graduate student that I shared a classroom with a person of color. As an elementary student in a small county country school, I remember receiving new books and our old books being given to the black segregated schools of the county. Our state’s history is full of incidents of racial hatred. We have made progress, and I hope that in time we can overcome this awful part of our history. However, recently it seems that the ghost of racism is making a comeback. Brian your stand is the mark of courage and decency. Hopefully, the more people who are aware of our past faults, the more we will have the courage to stand against racism.
Georgia is my home, and I hope that we can make her a place where everyone, no matter our race can live in peace with others who may be different from us. In reality, no matter our backgrounds and differences, we have more in common than we have that divides us. The progress that has been made in the 1950’s and ’60s, must not be eroded by those who fear change. Thanks for your powerful attempts to educate with this site. You deserve an award for your journalism. Change starts with knowledge that develops into wisdom.
I was young ,but remember those days. It was a sad time in out history especially in rural areas. I’m so glad that era is over. I’m so sorry for the pain the victims and family received.
Thanks again for sharing yet another piece of important history of the civil rights struggle in Dawson and Southwest Georgia. As a member of SNCC, I often worked in Terrell County canvassing to register voters and organizing mass meetings, etc. The brutality of Sheriff Mathews overpowered that of Sumter County’s Sheriff Fred Chappell, whom Dr. King called the “meanest man on Earth” after being released from his jail in 1962. Carolyn Daniels, was a hair-dresser in Dawson who was extraordinarily brave as she became a fixture in the Movement, by registering voters and allowing SNCC workers to stay at her house occasionally. One evening after dark, while she and four other SNCC activists were asleep, they were awakened by machine-gun fire tearing through the house, barely missing two workers who were sharing a bunk bed. One of them managed to get a look from a window and saw a pickup truck speeding by with a machine gun mounted (50-caliber) in the bed of the truck. It was known at the time that sheriff Mathews proudly owned one such weapon. I believe you photographed the “Leesburg Stockade” where 35 adolescent girls (google “Stolen Girls of Americus, Leesburg Stockade”) were held for up to 45 days. They had been arrested during protests in Americus and taken there because Americus had run out of jail space. There are so many horrific stories that came out of “Terrible Terrell”.
I live in Dawson, Georgia moved here from Michigan back in 2006. I am grateful for the shared information about Dawson, Georgia. I heard stories about Mr. Cherry, he was an awful man and The Blood Stain Banner cries from the graves in Dawson of the many well to do and underprivileged citizens that contributed not just a service to this town but loss and gave their life for it!
I noticed that there isn’t much history about Black people being shared in the Dawson News, while they do advertise church events, but I’m talking about contributions made by blacks to the Dawson and Terrell County areas. Surely the backs of blacks picking cotton, working at the rubber plant, the shirt factory, also the Peanut place, there is a legacy but I only see white people in the Dawson news talking about going down memory lane. I guess for them it was a great memory!
I applaud the unsung Black Heroes that helped the citizens of Dawson become better.
Respectfully,
Mrs.P
Are you Mr. Mahone? I appreciate your other comments and am grateful for you sharing these memories, as well.
Yes.
p.s. the ‘IHope Cemetery’ : https://www.findagrave.com/cemetery/2710344/i-hope-cemetery
I appreciate you sharing the information and your photos. I learned about this just over a year ago on Hank Klibanoff’s Buried (Emory University) Truths podcast. It is important to learn and to never forget. MLK’s “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that” comes to mind. Thank you for the light on this dark history.
Brian, thanks for shining some light on this sad tale. Hard to believe some of the things that happened not that long ago in the deep south. It is shameful but we have to own the history in order to learn from it. Well done.