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The Worst Yet: An Ending, of Sorts. Let’s Try this Again.

August 28, 2012

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My first post after the farcical un-trial. I never did get a response from the DA regarding what I could and couldn’t say. Now that I’ve moved out of Alabama, I figure what Alabama says I can and cannot do matters not one whit. —————– November 14, 2011   [Rev. 8/28/2012] Let’s talk about what it […]

Presumption of Innocence

August 28, 2012

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Again, how naive I was. At the end of October I still believed in the Alabama criminal justice system. ————— October 27, 2011   [Rev. 8/28/2012] Have you ever considered the inverse of the statement that the accused should be presumed innocent until proven guilty? I never had, until recently.  Doesn’t it mean if the defendant […]

Ross Overall Could Have Killed My Daughter

August 28, 2012

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This one was written at 3 in the morning while my daughter was a patient at Vanderbilt University Medical Center where she was evaluated by pediatric neurologists who diagnosed her with post-concussive syndrome. ———————– October 2, 2011 Sitting in the Belcourt Theater in Nashville, waiting on a late night showing of The Man Who Fell […]

Grief and Anger, Around and Around and Around Again

August 28, 2012

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September 21, 2011  [Rev. 8/28/2012] I’m beginning to get it, what is different about domestic violence, that is. It is worse than stranger-on-stranger. I don’t know if the punishments for the perpetrators are worse (seriously doubt it), but the experience of the victim is, on many levels. Another day of dealing with the three-headed beast: […]

Cornering the Coward, Ross Overall

August 28, 2012

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“Maybe we have turned a corner.” How naive this sounds now, nearly a year later. This was to prove our only opportunity to confront Ross Overall. When I went to court for that farce, I was flanked by two victim’s advocates, supposedly there to offer support. All they really did was prevent me from saying […]

The First Post. What Happened. Early Days.

July 3, 2012

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This was the first post I wrote about the crime, back in September 2011. It is still painful to read. . . .I don’t know why you’d want to read it, but there may be someone out there, some time, who will need to. I can’t find anything quite comparable, any account that addresses what […]