After twelve years of living quietly in Ford County, Sam Cayhall
found himself once again on trial. Much had changed. All-white
juries were now rare. There were black judges and black lawyers.
The trial began in February 1981, in a little courthouse in
Lakehead County. The young and ambitious District Attorney,
David McAllister, did a fine job for the prosecution. He looked
good and spoke with feeling to the jury of eight whites and four
blacks. He told them how, as a child in Greenville, he had grown
up with Jewish friends and had played with black kids too. He
told them how, one morning in 1967, he had seen the smoking
ruins of Kramer’s office. He saw the firemen finding Marvin
Kramer, then the bodies of the boys. Tears had run down his
cheeks as they slowly carried the little bodies to an ambulance.
When McAllister’s speech finished, the courtroom was silent.
Several members of the jury had tears in their eyes.
After twelve years of living quietly in Ford County, Sam Cayhallfound himself once again on trial. Much had changed. All-whitejuries were now rare. There were black judges and black lawyers.The trial began in February 1981, in a little courthouse inLakehead County. The young and ambitious District Attorney,David McAllister, did a fine job for the prosecution. He lookedgood and spoke with feeling to the jury of eight whites and fourblacks. He told them how, as a child in Greenville, he had grownup with Jewish friends and had played with black kids too. Hetold them how, one morning in 1967, he had seen the smokingruins of Kramer’s office. He saw the firemen finding MarvinKramer, then the bodies of the boys. Tears had run down hischeeks as they slowly carried the little bodies to an ambulance.When McAllister’s speech finished, the courtroom was silent.Several members of the jury had tears in their eyes.
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