LIFE OF A KLANSMAN

The National Book Award winner continues his investigation of his Southern roots.

Where Slaves in the Family (1998) and The Sweet Hell Inside (2001) explored the author’s ancestors’ relations with the people they enslaved, his latest potent exploration of the past is a study of an even more willful evil. The man whom Ball refers to as “our Klansman” had a “pretty name,” or so his mother said: Polycarp Constant Lecorgne. The author, a consummate historical excavator, has known this “family story” since childhood, but it took a long while to face; it’s a story that “begins with a woman making notes and talking about family and ends with a lot of people dead in a ditch.” Lecorgne was a product of his time, to be sure, but worse than most, drummed out of the Confederate Army for his part in a drunken riot, “allowed to flee, rather than face prison.” That shame did not keep him from becoming a committed member of white supremacist groups including the KKK, in which he committed heinous crimes, participating in the murder of freed black citizens and even a siege of a local police station—though, thanks to a politically well-placed brother with the resonant name of Yves of God, he managed not to do hard time. Ball’s resonant tale involves many other actors, including a distant cousin who was, a government report noted, “in the habit of shooting at blacks who come near his house” as well as an African American journalist and medical doctor who pressed for civil rights for his people even as Reconstruction faltered. Ball closes with a self-searching meditation: “It is dreadful what this character, my unlikable protagonist, does with himself and others,” he writes, but Lecorgne was not alone, and he does not expiate the rest of white America for its ongoing sins.

An illuminating contribution to the literature of race and racism in America.