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Willie’s ancestors were slaves in this county, at Mount Willing. The first
Bosket appears on voting records in 1868, after the slaves were freed. The
family name came from an Edgefield planter, John Bauskett. In 1850, he owned two
hundred and twenty-one African slaves. He acquired Ruben, who took his master’s
last name, which eventually became Bosket. Ruben was sold to Francis Pickens,
who owned over five hundred slaves. He married and his son, Aaron, was Willie’s
great-great-grandfather. Aaron was sold away from his family when he was only
ten to a hot-headed master who was among those responsible for the deepening
anger among the slaves toward their white masters.
Aaron was freed in 1865 at the age of 17 and he signed a labor contract with
a white planter in the area, to work in exchange for some of the crop. He
married, but life proved to be a constant struggle. He felt that the white men
were swindling him, but he understood the necessity to accommodate them. Around
him, the Ku Klux Klan were beginning to harass freed slaves and he wanted to
take no chances. He had a son, Clifton, who was called Pud.
This boy grew up with a streak of pride and resistance. He wanted respect.
Reputation was everything, and he considered himself the white man’s equal.
Pud was gregarious and persuasive, and since his mother’s father had been
white, he inherited a light complexion. When he was twenty-one and working as a
share-cropper in the cotton fields, the landlord decided to whip him for being a
“bad nigger.” Pud would have none of that, so he grabbed the whip, snatching
it away, and pulled the man form his wagon. Then he walked away. Nevertheless,
he had gained a reputation that day as someone to fear.
When he was short of money one day, Pud broke into two stores, taking twelve
dollars. He was arrested, but escaped. Three weeks later, the sheriff recaptured
him and he was sentenced to a year of hard labor on the county chain gang. When
he completed his time, he returned to his community as a hero-a “bad man.”
He was getting the respect he wanted, and he was one of a new breed of
African-American folk heroes, the black bad man. They could stand up to a harsh,
punitive world and not only survive but dish it out as well. They were an “explosion
of fury and futility.”
Pud became increasingly more violent, cutting people with a knife when they
insulted him, but he also married and had three sons, William, Freddie Lee, and
James. While they were young, Pud died in a car accident. Nevertheless, they
heard their father’s exploits recounted in stories, learning the Bosket
reputation and recognizing that it now lay on them to defend it. he got respect,
and so should they.
James noticed that when he mentioned he was a Bosket, people backed away.
Their fear made him feel powerful. He wanted to emulate his father, claiming
that he was going to grow up to be “bad.” Soon he carried a knife and took
to drinking. He developed seizures as well, and the alcohol made him violent. He
once shot at his young wife, Marie, who ran from the house. She complained that
he was cruel and abusive and she went to court to request support for herself
and her baby, Willie James, known as Butch. Rather than pay her, James left the
state. He was not going to let the white man’s court interfere with his life.
He began to indulge in a series of petty robberies, getting arrested in New
Jersey and winding up in jail.
Marie decided to head north as well. At the age of seventeen, she left her
baby with Frances, her mother-in-law and went to Chicago.
Young Butch, left mostly on his own, learned early to be a hustler. His
grandmother didn’t feed him so he did anything he could for food. Frances beat
him all the time, seeing the devil in him, but it did not stop him from
stealing. It only hardened him and he soon went to live out in the streets. He
understood the need to fight to survive, and there in the south, fighting was
socially approved. Honor was still important and Butch had no human attachments
to soften his character. He became the toughest boy on his street.
Then James returned home and he often beat Butch badly with his belt. Marie,
too, came back, but was not allowed in, so she headed to New York. When eight
year-old Butch was arrested for robbing a woman at knifepoint, a probation
officer saved him from reformatory by taking him to New York to be with his
mother. Marie was not happy to see him and made him feel that he was a burden.
He learned to ride the subway all day to avoid both school and home. Marie
finally kicked him out and he was taken to juvenile court, and then sent to an
institution. They could not handle him and sent him back to the court. He was
then sent to Wiltwyck School for Boys.
The place was actually good for him. It was the first place where he formed
attachments. He also learned to read.
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Willie's father, Butch's portrait of a Prisonar, from Wiltwyck |
However, when Butch was fourteen, he was sent to live with his father, who
had moved to New York after serving jail time for armed robbery. James began to
beat him and punch him again, undoing all the benefits from the reform school,
and Butch was ready now to fight back.
By this time, he had developed hallucinations and was eventually diagnosed
with childhood schizophrenia, which was later changed to Conduct Disorder. They
considered him on his way to becoming a psychopath, a person with no empathy and
diminished control over his impulses. However, he scored in the 130 IQ range,
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Soon Butch was arrested for armed robbery and got five years in prison, the
same as his father had before him. He was constantly in fights and was diagnosed
as having an antisocial personality disorder, with a poor prognosis.
When he got out, he married Laura Roane, and they were soon expecting a baby,
whom they wanted to name Willie. They went to Milwaukee to start a new life, but
it ended in tragedy. Butch went to pawn some pornographic photos, and when the
pawn shop owner tried to cheat him, he exploded. He stabbed the man six times,
killing him, and then with great frenzy repeatedly stabbed another man who was
merely a customer in the shop. When he realized what he’d done, he fled the
premises and left Milwaukee. Eventually he was caught and returned to Wisconsin,
leaving his pregnant and destitute wife to fend for herself. Butch was sentenced
to life in prison. He had made the most horrible mistake he could imagine, and
he had no idea how it would affect his son, soon to be born.
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