years. He had been quiet and hard-working, and now they were ready to let him go again.
Warden Williams, he brought me up to his office and showed me a necktie.
He paraded before me and said, "See what I'm giving Norris. He's a good guy. Now if you was a good nigger like Norris you'd get a pardon and a necktie too." He went on with a lot of crazy-ass talk like that. Wanting me to feel bad. Treating me like I was a child who would feel hurt because some other child was given a necktie and I wasn't.
Then Williams let Norris out.
Two days later it was Warden Pitt Williams who felt bad. No sooner Norris got out of jail, he skipped the state. Took his tie with him.
IN the fall of 1946 a new governor was elected in Alabama, Jim Folsom. After that Frank Boswell became the warden general of the Alabama prisons. Just before then he pretended he was out of politics for a few years. But he campaigned for Folsom and got back in. Boswell took a bookkeeper at Kilby named Tennyson Dennis and made him the warden. My old jailer, L. J. Burrs, he finally got his reward for beating on hundreds of black men. He became a chief of the guards.
After Boswell became the new warden general he came into Kilby and delivered a speech to the convicts in the main hall. Boswell looked to me like something in the funny paper. He had a long slick head and no hair straight back on it, just on the side. He had a sharp straight-down face. He had no shape or form I could tell about. He had a potbelly. Nothing fit him. His pants were way down off his stomach, and he walked funny. He was in his early seventies. Boswell sat in a chair in front of us with his legs crossed.