Plaque outside of Charleston's Federal Courthouse
Waring was an eighth-generation Charlestonian, the son of Confederates and slave owners. He was an attorney and advisor to the mayor, his law partner was in the state legislature. His brother was editor of the local newspaper and his brother-in-law was the governor. He was appointed to the federal bench because of his close ties to South Carolina’s two United States senators. Waring was the good ol’ boy system.
Which made it all the more notable when he rebelled against it.
As a federal judge, Waring understood that it was his job to protect the rights of all citizens. Of course black teachers should be paid the same as white teachers with comparable experience, he said. And certainly black residents should be allowed to vote in South Carolina’s Democratic primary. In his mind, these were simple, legally defensible, positions. He soon discovered not everyone shared his colorblind interpretation of the law.
With every decision, Waring found himself more isolated from his hometown and the people he had called friends his entire life. Politicians threatened his impeachment, the Ku Klux Klan burned crosses in front of his Meeting Street home, and Gov. Strom Thurmond portrayed him as a threat to states’ rights. Eventually, President Truman ordered armed U.S. Marshals to guard the judge and his wife around the clock.
Waring not only refused to back down, he raised the stakes. From the bench, he secretly helped NAACP attorney Thurgood Marshall transform a simple school-equity lawsuit into a court case that would force the United States Supreme Court to outlaw segregation in public schools. By the time the court handed down the Brown v. Board of Education decision, however, Waring had fled his beloved Charleston forever. And most people forgot him.
In recent years, local attorneys have erected a statue of Waring at the federal courthouse – and in 2015 the building was renamed the J. Waties Waring Judicial Center. The judge was 75 years ahead of his time, and his hometown has finally caught up to him.
Ask people around Charleston today, and they’ll tell you the judge was wrong about one thing. He was most certainly a hero.