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before his story graced the pages of The elapse before Chatman became the 15th
New York Times and he was invited onto man in Dallas County to be freed by DNA
Dr. Phil as a heroic symbol of broken jus- evidence. Chatman’s 27 years behind bars
tice, he was just another convicted sex is the longest term of wrongful imprison-
Who
offender who swore he was innocent. ment for any DNA exoneree in Texas, and
Chatman was 21 years old in 1981 one of the longest in the nation.
when he was wrongly convicted of rape His case is representative of two of the
Fell
and sentenced to 99 years in prison. In most prevalent causes of wrongful con-
the time that followed, he moved between victions—eyewitness misidentification
hope that his case would be reopened and and reliance on forensic evidence of lim-
To
anger at the prolonged injustice he felt ited value. Chatman himself is emblem-
powerless to stop. atic of those who are most often unjustly
He spent his early years in prison try- imprisoned: black men accused of raping
Earth
ing to keep his supposed crime a secret, white women. And with Dallas County
ready to defend himself from inmates having more DNA exonerations than any
who called him out for being a rapist. As other county in the country, as well as a
time dragged on, his anger turned to hate district attorney who has made national
and he picked fights, mostly with white headlines for his commitment to justice
inmates, who for him personified a racist for the wrongly convicted, a steady flow
system that allowed a mostly white jury of innocent prisoners may yet follow in
to sentence a black man to prison solely on Chatman’s footsteps.
the word of a white woman. Walking out of prison in January, after
“I believe I was accused and tried and decades of being told what to do and when
convicted because of my race,” he says. to do it, Chatman, at 47, finds himself fac-
“That thought, in that place, had time to ing a new challenge. Imagine being fro-
fester, build up. There were times it was zen in time, while outside everything
so bad it was consuming me. I couldn’t be changed—cars, clothes, culture. But he
around people of other races.” stayed the same, trapped in a 1981 version
Things got so bad that he couldn’t sleep, of himself while anger and resentment
couldn’t function; he stopped returning ate away at him. He kept a form letter
his family’s letters and pulled away from describing his plight, sending it to lawyers
them. He preferred the quiet of solitary and judges, reporters and politicians and
confinement to human contact, particu- talk show hosts. But for the most part, no
larly dreading visits from the women in one believed him. Until one day, they did.
his family. He sensed lingering doubt in And suddenly, like an astronaut return-
their eyes. Was he a rapist or not? ing to earth, he re-enters this changed
Then, in the spring of 2001, everything world, which seems to be spinning faster.
changed. He was tossed into solitary at There is so much to learn—cell phones,
the Mark Michael Unit just outside of Ten- ATM machines and computers, new
nessee Colony for nine days after spouting AFTER highways, new buildings and new fam-
a homosexual slur at a guard. Chatman, 5- ily members. There is a local network of
foot-9, shy and built like a block, filled the 27 YEARS social service agencies—nonprofits and
silence by reading his Bible, the only book faith-based institutions—that can help
allowed in solitary. His favorite verse was ease Chatman’s transition back into the
from Psalms 27. “Wait on the Lord,” it IN PRISON, A community. And the state of Texas has
read. “Be of good courage, and he shall a compensation system that can provide
strengthen thine heart: Wait, I say, on the Chatman with $50,000 for each year he
Lord.” DNA EXONEREE was imprisoned. But what amount of
But Chatman was tired of waiting. He’d money can fairly compensate him for the
waited 20 years, and lately he thought the TRIES TO PICK years he has lost and the damage he has
waiting might break him. Months before, endured by living behind bars for 27 years
he had learned of a bill working its way as an innocent man?
through the Texas Legislature that would UP THE PIECES
give convicts who met certain statutory On January 14, 1981, Madalaine Magin,
requirements access to DNA testing. He 52, arrived home from her nursing duties
had gotten a copy of the legislation and AND CATCH UP at Dallas’ Methodist Hospital around 5:30
began filing motions requesting testing, p.m. After her mother and sister died,
even before the bill became law. WITH A WORLD leaving her alone in the Oak Cliff house
Chatman settled onto the cot in his cell, they shared, she became the sole white
the only sound the thin mattress shift- resident on the block. As she usually did
ing under his weight. He tried to focus THAT HAS after work, she read the paper, made din-
on his tattered Bible. And then he heard ner and watched the news. She went to
it. A voice. “Get up, Charles,” the voice bed around 10:30 p.m.
said. “You’re going to succeed.” Chatman LEFT HIM According to court records, at some
sat up and looked around, figuring it was point during the night, she awoke and
God. But what was he supposed to do? All BEHIND bolted upright in bed. There was a man
he could think of was to walk over to the standing in the doorway. She wasn’t
desk, sit down and with slow, deliberate wearing her glasses but would later tes-
strokes, pen yet another motion to the tify that from the dim light of an adjoin-
Dallas district court that 20 years ear- By ing room she could make out he was black
lier had convicted him of a rape he didn’t
commit. Megan and wore a dark cap pulled down over his
head. Standing with the light behind him,
A few days later, a letter arrived—the
first good news he had received since get- Feldman however, his face was shadowed.
Magin grew shocked, scared, ask-
ting arrested in 1981: Judge John Creuzot ing him who he was, how he got in. But
had determined his request for DNA test- Photography By Mark Graham he said nothing. She continued on page 20
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Fell To Earth
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pulled a sheet up to her chin, which he
pulled back down before he removed his
pants and shoes. As she lay there motion-
less, he pulled off her pajama pants and
proceeded to rape her. Keeping her eyes
tightly shut, Magin pleaded with him to
leave her alone. Instead he made conver-
sation, asking when she’d last had sex. She
didn’t say, but the truth was never. She
had never married and was a virgin. Some
time elapsed, and she begged the man to
let her go to the bathroom. He did but fol-
lowed, standing next to the mirror while
she sat on the toilet. Then he raped her
again.
Afterward, she told him she would
give him all of her money, anything, if
he would just please leave. Naked from
the waist down, she walked into the din-
ing room and handed him the $15 in her
purse. He demanded jewelry and a gun.
She told him she had neither. Angry, he
ordered her to lie on the floor, face-down,
and put her hands behind her back. He
used two scarves from her bedroom to
tie her wrists and ankles, and while she
lay there bound, he walked through the
house opening drawers, looking into cup-
boards and searching closets. After all
the banging and shuffling subsided, she
heard him leaving the house, hauling his
plunder with him. Only after she heard a
car driving away did she manage to untie
her wrists, crawl to the phone and dial the
police.
A few days later at around 9:30 a.m.,
Charles Chatman was walking to a bus
stop in a neighborhood a few miles away
from Magin’s house. Since his mother
died several years before and he’d never
had a relationship with his father, Chat-
man lived with one of his older sisters,
Claudette Smith, who had two children
of her own. Chatman had dropped out of
Roseville High School in the 10th grade
and was serving a four-year probated sen-
tence for burglarizing a house. He worked
part-time helping his sister clean restau-
rants at night, but he’d left the house that
morning determined to find another job,
hopefully as a forklift operator. Michelle Moore, a Dallas County public defender and president of the Innocence Project
As he and his friends neared the bus of Texas’ board of directors, represented Charles Chatman in his quest for freedom.
stop, a police cruiser approached and an
officer got out and asked for identifica- But when Magin picked Chatman’s knew that he had worked in her clean-
tion. Seconds later, Chatman was hand- photo out of a lineup, she said she rec- ing business on the night of the rape and
cuffed and on his way to jail. He assumed ognized him from the neighborhood. would swear to as much in court. He
it had something to do with his proba- And, looking at him in the live lineup, couldn’t reach anyone else in the family,
tion. He learned later that a woman had she told investigators she was certain he and besides, most of them would be work-
picked his photograph out of a lineup and was the man who raped her. Chatman ing.
accused him of raping her. It seemed so was charged with aggravated rape and When the trial began on August 12,
preposterous, so untrue, that he figured spent the next seven months in the county the state called Magin as its first witness.
he’d be out within days. But on January jail awaiting trial. He recalls seeing his After she described the sordid details of
29, several days after his arrest, he found defense attorney once during that time. her rape, the prosecutor turned to the
himself standing in a live lineup with a At one point, in late summer of 1981, he final line of questioning. “I would like for
group of 20-something black men. When became so frustrated that he called the you to look around the courtroom today
he saw the middle-aged white woman on attorney, Pat Robertson, collect. “I’m glad and if you see the individual who did
the other side of the glass, he recognized you called,” Chatman recalls the lawyer these things to you, will you point him out
her. He’d seen her in the neighborhood he saying. “Because the trial is tomorrow.” for the court?”
used to live in, before he moved in with Robertson doesn’t remember that “Yes,” she replied, staring at Chat-
his sister. conversation, but he does recall the case. man. “He’s the black man sitting at the
“I knew who she was, and I knew I “Could I have done anything else other table wearing the cream-colored pullover
hadn’t done anything to her, so I wasn’t than what I did? I don’t know,” he says. sweater.”
worried about it,” Chatman would say “Back in those days, a white lady takes the Chatman felt as though he was trapped
later. “I had no front teeth—I got them stand and points a finger and says, ‘That’s in some hellish nightmare. He couldn’t
knocked out playing football—she should the guy,’ he’s dead meat.” believe all these people thought he did
have been able to see that.” Chatman also phoned his sister, who this. He had a girlfriend, Cynthia—they
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And suddenly,
like an astronaut
returning to earth,
he re-enters this
changed world,
which seems to be
spinning faster
than ever.
“I trusted the system, and I trusted it too much, I guess,” says Chatman of his 1981 trial. “I thought somebody in there—the judge, the lawyer, the jury—would do the right thing.”
had met in high school—what would she returned a verdict of guilty. Eight days And it wasn’t until June 2004 that the lab ing with a Christian prison ministry. Its
think? Even worse, what about his sister, later, Judge John Mead sentenced Chat- reported a new obstacle: There wasn’t sessions were some of the few times he
aunts and nieces? “It was really degrad- man to 99 years in prison. enough biological evidence remaining to didn’t notice friction between inmates of
ing,” he would say later. “The prosecutor Chatman was stunned. “I didn’t under- extract a complete DNA profile, and if they different races or gangs, and most impor-
made me seem like I was the most hor- stand the system,” he would say later. “I tested it, they ran the risk of destroying it. tant, they helped alleviate his rage.
rible person on earth.” trusted the system, and I trusted it too When Moore broke the news, she Amarillo attorney Jeff Blackburn,
Smith testified that her brother worked much, I guess. I thought someone, some- remembers Chatman’s shoulders slump- chief counsel for the Innocence Project of
for her cleaning company the night of the body in there—the judge, the lawyer, the ing, a defeated look on his face. Texas, a consortium of university students
rape. She thought there was a log book jury—would do the right thing.” “He just had this look in his eye, like, and volunteer lawyers dedicated to assist-
somewhere that would bear his signature ‘How can this be happening?’” she recalls. ing the wrongly convicted, says many of
for picking up his pay, but she hadn’t been But the right thing wasn’t done—not until It could have been the end of Chatman’s the exonerees he has worked with were
able to find it. Chatman, through his court-appointed efforts if not for an idea that came from able to maintain their resolve in prison
The alibi that Smith had provided was lawyer, filed a motion for DNA testing. talks between the attorneys and the judge. by committing themselves to religion,
no match for the certainty of Magin’s eye- And even then, the state contested the Why not send the biological evidence back whether Islam, Judaism or Christianity.
witness testimony, which was corrobo- motion, arguing in its response that the to the Southwest Institute of Forensic Sci- “The guys that develop some spiritual
rated somewhat by a forensic serologist “unequivocal” testimony of Magin “alone ence to be preserved until testing technol- mechanism to get outside themselves
who testified that she had determined is sufficient to support Chatman’s con- ogy improved? Creuzot signed the order have done a lot better,” he says.
from sperm removed from the victim’s viction.” Creuzot disagreed and in 2002 for storage of the evidence. Whether it was religion or what Chat-
bed sheets and vagina that Chatman’s granted Chatman’s request. There was nothing for Chatman to man calls his natural “hard-headedness,”
blood type—type O—matched the blood But it took two more years and a do but wait. “At first I kept going to the he had a tireless tenacity that helped him
type of the perpetrator. The fact that 40 new lawyer—public defender Michelle prison law library, but I couldn’t find any- through his ordeal. He shocked fellow
percent of the black male population pos- Moore—before the Orchid Cellmark Lab- thing that would speed up the process,” inmates when he refused to take parole in
sessed the same blood type was of little oratory in Dallas determined that it had he recalls. “I was down about it, frus- 2001 and again in 2004. The parole board
moment to the jury. On August 13, it testable evidence that could contain DNA. trated.” One thing that helped was pray- asked him to recount continued on page 22
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Lafreda Williams, Chatman’s niece, has been helping him readjust since his release.