Killough Monument The winding black top country road shaded with huge east Texas pine trees protected us from the hot July sun as it pried its way through the branches. As descendants of the Killough Klan living in a distant state, my husband and children had never seen the family monument dedicated to one of the greatest tragedies in East Texas history. A massacre and tales of conspiracy are still keeping us guessing to this day of what really took place that set this tragedy into motion. This was how legends are started so we wanted to uncover the truth. Is it fact or fiction or could it be both? Our directions and GPS seemed to fail us as we drove deeper into the countryside on Farm to Market (FM) roads that didn’t seem to end. Farm after farm and roads that appeared to shrink in size as the large oak and pine trees overshadowed them with their huge century old branches. As we parked along the side of the road a couple who lived close by stopped and asked