Hangman's Oak
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On Oct. 1, 1947, Paul Jasper Monroe was lynched at Hangman's Oak. He was a decorated WWII veteran. He was Black. He was also Gay. Despite rumors, no one was ever arrested. Sixty-eight years later on the anniversary of Monroe's murder, George Armstrong Cutter, often suspected as one of the killers, was found hanging from Hangman's Oak. Revenge or Justice?
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