My Sisters Last Words.......
My sister, Lisa, was 35 years old when she was stabbed to death 21 times by her husband. At that time, their daughter, Alesha, was only 9 years old. Not only did she lose one parent, she lost two. My brother-in-law was sentenced to 20 years in prison, this was back in 1997. We learn today that because of his "good behavior" he will be eligible for parole in 2011.
What is wrong with our judicial system? The prisons are full of drug dealers, drug users, shoplifters, even people who have parking tickets. Why can't people who take a life lose theirs? If and when Obama makes President, this is one issue I will crawl to Washington to get someone to pay attention to.
The neighbors who was sitting on their porch on the night that my sister was killed did not know what was going on in the house across the street, but they did say they heard a women's voice scream, "Lord, bless my children". Not only did he kill my sister, stabbing her to death 21 times in her home, but he took her to Alabama and buried her himself in a man made grave he had dug earlier. Now I ask you, would you want him back on the streets?
Just to show you the type family we are, my father was self-employed and allowed him to work for him. Because my sister wanted a divorce, he had the "if I can't have her, no one will" mentality. So my sister took out an restaining order against him. He calls my dad one morning and told him he could not come to work but needed to borrow money from him, of course my dad let him. (Not knowing it would be to kill my sister with) He proceeds to go to Alabama where he digs up her grave for her. He breaks in her house that night with his car parked in the back where she could not see it. As she entered the house, he immediately begin stabbing her with her back turned to the door. His father helped him get rid of my sister body. When it was all said and done, his remark was that the money he got from my dad enabled him to buy the things he needed to kill my sister. My dad was never the same again. Take a look at the attached pictures and tell me, do you think he should be free to "enjoy society?"
What is wrong with our judicial system? The prisons are full of drug dealers, drug users, shoplifters, even people who have parking tickets. Why can't people who take a life lose theirs? If and when Obama makes President, this is one issue I will crawl to Washington to get someone to pay attention to.
The neighbors who was sitting on their porch on the night that my sister was killed did not know what was going on in the house across the street, but they did say they heard a women's voice scream, "Lord, bless my children". Not only did he kill my sister, stabbing her to death 21 times in her home, but he took her to Alabama and buried her himself in a man made grave he had dug earlier. Now I ask you, would you want him back on the streets?
Just to show you the type family we are, my father was self-employed and allowed him to work for him. Because my sister wanted a divorce, he had the "if I can't have her, no one will" mentality. So my sister took out an restaining order against him. He calls my dad one morning and told him he could not come to work but needed to borrow money from him, of course my dad let him. (Not knowing it would be to kill my sister with) He proceeds to go to Alabama where he digs up her grave for her. He breaks in her house that night with his car parked in the back where she could not see it. As she entered the house, he immediately begin stabbing her with her back turned to the door. His father helped him get rid of my sister body. When it was all said and done, his remark was that the money he got from my dad enabled him to buy the things he needed to kill my sister. My dad was never the same again. Take a look at the attached pictures and tell me, do you think he should be free to "enjoy society?"
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Permalink Reply by Ar-Lena Richardson "The Sports ePublicist" on -
Greetings Lorri,
Your story has touched me.
After reading your profile, I was drawn to the post.
I sensed that the foundation was attached to the title.
My instincts about you are right.
If you have to crawl anywhere to stop this man from being released from prison, put on your
knee-pads and do it.
I can feel your pain, as I have my own story.
However, my x-husband tried to get someone else to do it.
On the night that the man entered my home, through a bedroom window, I was asleep on the couch.
The telephone rang, but just as I came out of my sleep I saw someone in front of me...it look like a spirit.
I answered the phone and instinctively walked close to my front door, while talking on the phone.
My dog walked into the bedroom but came back without barking. I assumed that everything was ok.
If there was someone in there that he didn't know he wouldv'e barked.
Little did I know, this man had been in my home before and my dog was familiar with him and his scent.
As I was talking on the phone I saw someone peeping from behind the wall.
I could see exactly half of his body.
I calmly told the person that I was talking to that a man is in my house, call the police.
I quickly unlocked the door and ran to a neighbor's house.
My neighbor ran down the sidewalk immediately and assumed that the individual was still in my house because the window was down.
His roommate was calling the police.
When they arrived the intruder had left, with enough calm...that quickly to shut the window.
The police asked me if anything had been taken, I looked around and said no.
However, the next day I notice that the intruder knew my bedroom so well that he had taken my fax machine without disturbing anything around it.
It is as if he flew in and took the machine.
During this time, I had been separated from my x-husband for a few months.
He was telling me that he had someone watching me.
I didn't take his seriously.
Several months later, I found out that he and a female had used my identity to lease an apartment.
Ten years later he called to tell me that he made a mistake.
You see we had dated for 11 years and had been married for 10 years.
I chose to leave corporate America to open a public relations practice catering to pro athletes.
He game me a choice between the marriage and my dream.
I chose my dream and I haven't looked back.
He's constantly looking back.
However, everyday I live knowing that someone that I loved and sacrificed many things for actually tried to have me killed.
I couldn't prove it because there were no witnesses to the event, although neighbors reported seeing a man lurking outside of my place late at night.
I don'[t believe my x-husband, the man he recruited to do the dirty work, or your sister's husband should be free.
If you need me write a press release for the media, as his time for possible parole draws near...do not hesitate to contact me.
Peace, Purpose, Prayer.
Ar Lena The ePublicist™
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