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Stonewall Jackson Reform School
The Stonewall Jackson Manual Training and Industrial School was established by an act of the state legislature in 1907 and opened in 1909 as the first juvenile detention facility in North Carolina. The school was named for Confederate General Stonewall Jackson. The institution is located three miles (5 km) from Concord. Originally encompassing 290 acres (1.2 km2), the campus is 88 acres (360,000 m2). Walter Thompson was the first principal.
Due to the school's pioneering status and the quality of several of its early buildings, the Stonewall Jackson Training School Historic District has been listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
It was previously operated by the North Carolina Department of Juvenile Justice and Delinquency Prevention.
Established to provide a place for troubled youths separate from adult prisoners, this was considered a progressive institution. Its founding was the result of twenty years of organizing by white women's groups in North Carolina. They lobbied for construction of a reformatory for white boys as part of prison reform. One of the buildings had an old haunted house still setup
Particularly influential were the King's Daughters (North Carolina) from 1902 on, and the Women's Christian Temperance Union (WCTU). The North Carolina Federation of Women's Clubs (NCFWC) and the United Daughters of the Confederacy (UDC) also participated in campaigning strongly to raise funds and influence the legislature. When the King's Daughters promised to name the school after General Stonewall Jackson, many Confederate veterans in the legislature finally approved the project, which was authorized in 1907. As a sign of their influence, four women were named to the board of the school
Boys were generally incarcerated for relatively minor scrapes with the law, including school truancy.
"At the school, the young men lived in a series of dormitory style buildings, and received an academic education as well as learning a trade. Students worked in industries including shoemaking, printing, barbering, textiles, and a machine shop. Many of the young men worked on the school’s farm, learning modern agricultural techniques, and maintaining the fields and cattle herds that supported the school. The print shop produced a small newspaper called The Uplift." Both white and African-American women's groups pressed the legislature for similar facilities for white girls, and for African American boys and girls. Such facilities were not constructed for several years: the first, for white girls, was built in 1918 in Moore County and called Samarcand
On the fringes where rural meets urban outside of Concord, NC is a stone arched bridge that hangs over one of the roads. Ivy has all but covered the exterior of this bridge, but the rusting words “Stonewall Jackson School” are still clearly visible to northbound drivers passing underneath. From the furrow of the road beneath the hedgerow and natural hills can be seen the tops of red brick structures that are common in this part of the state. For those with trained eyes, however, the telltale signs of abandonment are there. Unkept grounds, boarded windows, and a notable lack of human presence permeate throughout this urbex location. This is the site of the Stonewall Jackson Manual Training and Industrial School.
The initial inspiration for the school drew from an astonishingly cruel court case witnessed by James P. Cook. In a 1921 article Cook chronicled the unfortunate turn of events for a 13 year-old boy. The boy had been born to an uneducated couple who lived in the Piedmont hills. Disease took his parents and had left him an orphan. With no one else to care for him the boy was taken in by more affluent distant relatives. No effort was made by the boy’s caretakers to improve his lot in life outside of feed and clothe him. One Sunday the boy’s caretakers left him to watch over the property. In their absence the boy went exploring about the house and came upon $1.30 in bureau, which he thusly pocketed. Later that day the man of the house returned to find the money missing. The next morning the boy was arrested and placed in the county jail.
Cook noted the exceptional callousness of the court proceedings for the impoverished orphan boy.
There was none to speak for the boy. The court devoured him. The solicitor’s prayer for sentence upon this white boy, who made no defense – no appeal for mercy, or even humane justice – was the meanest, coldest utterance ever spoken in the state…
[The judge] coldly, easily, and quickly sentenced that small thirteen year-old boy to a county ‘chain gang for three years and six months, at hard labor’. And this was the treatment meted out to a child in North Carolina Superior Court in 1890.
The gross miscarriage of justice left an indelible mark upon Cook. He raised the issue in the court of public opinion by editorializing in newspapers about the dire need for a reformatory. Over the next 17 years Cook’s advocacy steadily changed the hearts and minds of North Carolina’s citizens.
In 1907 the matter came before the General Assembly, which at the time hosted a number of former Confederate soldiers. At the last minute It was suggested to the bill’s authors that the school be named in honor of Confederate General Thomas J. “Stonewall” Jackson in order to curry their favor. On March 2, 1907 the bill authorizing the creation of the Stonewall Jackson Manual Training and Industrial School passed with all Confederate members voting in favor.
The Piano
Photo: A silent piano sits the living room area of Cannon Memorial Hall.
On the outset the foundation of the school teetered on the precipice of failure. The General Assembly only allocated a meager $10,000 to the project over a two year period. Unable to purchase a parcel of land adequate for the school, the Board of Trustees reached out to North Carolina communities. Citizens of Concord became interested in the project and raised another $10,000 to purchase a 288 acre tract of land in Cabarrus County. A generous $5,000 donation from the King’s Daughters and North Carolina Federation of Women’s Clubs enabled the construction of two cottages on the property. Construction costs for the first cottage exhausted funds to the point where it could not be properly outfitted. James Cook’s wife took it upon herself to rally local businesses and charitable individuals to donate furnishings and amenities. On January 12, 1909 the school housed its first students and staff in the newly completed King’s Daughters Cottage
Some of the stories from the boys who attended stonewall jackson reform school. I was there in 1963-1964,Iremember severe cruelty.I was 11 yr. old,my cottage parrent’s name was Eudy or something like that.He would hit me in face whith fist kick me and even make me and the other boys get naked,hold our penis out while he slaped it with a rubber strap that came from a scrub broom.Wewould have to get on our hands and knees with pieces of wool blankets to wax and buff the wood floors,if you slowed down before he told you to he would kick you in the ribs or butt.He was probally the most creul of the people in charge but there were many who you could see were getting enjoyment from beating us. Another boy story:::I also worked briefly on the farm,They would line us boys up,blow a whistle and we would begin picking.the whistle would blow again, that meant stop,if you hadn’t picked enough to please them they would beat the hell out of you with sticks.I Can remember blood trickling down my back and legs.They called it learning agriculture,I remember it as childhood slavery.After picking the crops of course the beans had to be snapped,peas shelled corn shucked.this was mostly done on the inside but the same creul methods were used,this time it was a woman with a paddle who beat us when we could’nt keep up
Some more stories from boys who attended the stonewall jackson reform school. I support Jerry Moore and his courage to speak out. I was in Jackson Training School at the same time as he. Everything that he has said id true. I am now the founder of Just Detention International based in both Los Angeles and Washington DC. I am also a writer, and I an currently writing an autobiography, a portion of which concerns Stonewall Jackson Training School and the brutality there.
Incidentally, if one wants to know how absolutely brutal the workers were, read this: I slept beside a bedwetter and my friend was on the other side of him. Mr. Thompkinson ordered us to stay awake every night to awaken him to keep him from peeing in the bed. Unfortunately, that did not work. So Mr. Thompkinson added a punishment. Whenever we failed to get the bedwetter up (and we always failed), Mr. Thompkinson would rub our faces in the wet sheets. Most of the time we were able to keep our faces away from the urinated part of the sheets, and since we were hardened to conditions there, we were somewhat dead tosee this added assault to our integrity. Then due to his special hatred toward me–I always seem to bring out the animosity in people–on one morning Mr Thompkinson made a point of rubbing my face in the worst part. This time I was totally humiliated. I told my work supervisor, Mr. Burris, and this one was so out in space that he was angered by it and rushed up to the main office. Mr. Thompkinson disappeared for three days, and then showed up again meaner than ever. Anothet boys story. I support Jerry Moore and his courage to speak out. I was in Jackson Training School at the same time as he. Everything that he has said id true. I am now the founder of Just Detention International based in both Los Angeles and Washington DC. I am also a writer, and I an currently writing an autobiography, a portion of which concerns Stonewall Jackson Training School and the brutality there.
Incidentally, if one wants to know how absolutely brutal the workers were, read this: I slept beside a bedwetter and my friend was on the other side of him. Mr. Thompkinson ordered us to stay awake every night to awaken him to keep him from peeing in the bed. Unfortunately, that did not work. So Mr. Thompkinson added a punishment. Whenever we failed to get the bedwetter up (and we always failed), Mr. Thompkinson would rub our faces in the wet sheets. Most of the time we were able to keep our faces away from the urinated part of the sheets, and since we were hardened to conditions there, we were somewhat dead to this added assault to our integrity. Then due to his special hatred toward me–I always seem to bring out the animosity in people–on one morning Mr Thompkinson made a point of rubbing my face in the worst part. This time I was totally humiliated. I told my work supervisor, Mr. Burris, and this one was so out in space that he was angered by it and rushed up to the main office. Mr. Thompkinson disappeared for three days, and then showed up again meaner than ever.