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More San Quentin Memories
The hardest part for me in listening to the men’s stories was perceiving a moment when the crime could have turned around–or at least not escalated to murder. In one situation, the crime went from a drug binge to a robbery (to get more drugs), which was interrupted by a person who was then killed. As the perpetrator told his story, I could see a few places where good decisions would have resulted in a lesser crime. Often, it is these missed judgments calls that lead to more severe crimes, generally from robbery alone to robbery and murder.
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Revisiting San Quentin Prison
I recently spent a day at San Quentin Prison being filmed for a documentary called “Unlikely Friends,” about victims and their relationship with their perpetrator, which will be released sometime in 2012 by Chance Films.
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“Murder vs Natural Death”
People ask me if Christopher’s murder has affected the way I react to death. The answer is “yes.” If your grandfather passes at 95 after a full life I would say “how lucky.” If a child passes, the first thing I think of is the parents and then family and friends. I go to that very tender sad place where I know how they feel. I may not know the people grieving, but we are kindred spirits.
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