TRAVELING THE HARD ROAD

I just received a phone call. “Governor Brown signed her release!” My heart soared. It was Silvia’s sister, Veronica, telling me that after twenty years in prison, Silvia was going to be set free. I met Silvia in 1996, at Central Juvenile Hall, where she was awaiting her trial for a murder committed by herContinue reading “TRAVELING THE HARD ROAD”

SCALIA THE “MASTER OF WORDS”

Yes, I’ve heard a lot about what a great word master he was since his death. How about this… “Mere factual innocence is no reason not to carry out a death sentence properly reached.” Scalia. Hmmm, I wonder how he will plead about that now?

REFLECTIONS FROM ISTANBUL revisited

reflections from Istanbul revisited. In light of the recent terrorist attacks I thought I would revisit my essay Reflections from Istanbul. New Millennium Writings Nonfiction Award for 2015. I was in Istanbul last summer right as the war in Gaza broke out. Istanbul is the link between East and West. if that link breaks, weContinue reading “REFLECTIONS FROM ISTANBUL revisited”

FIGHTING FEAR WITH LIGHT

Life is strange. Here I am in this beautiful place by the sea in Costa Rica, in a little outdoor restaurant, lights twinkling, the hypnotic sound of the waves, and I am at the same time watching on the news the carnage and suffering in Paris, and thinking next Friday I will be in MarrakechContinue reading “FIGHTING FEAR WITH LIGHT”

SILVIA ON MY MIND

For those who remember, I am supporting the release of Silvia Sanchez after twenty years in prison. I do not cease to think of her every day. Here I am, twenty years later, on a hillside above Lake Arenal, Costa Rica, listening to the driving rain, thunder and lightening and reflecting on how mysterious life is and magicalContinue reading “SILVIA ON MY MIND”

Saying Good-Bye

“Without a vision, the people will perish.” Proverbs 29:18 Dear Karen, Hello, it’s me, Silvia. I decided to write you this letter to say good-bye. Yes, my time has come. I hardly cry. I haven’t cried for a long time, but today I shed some tears as my friends brought memories of my trial andContinue reading “Saying Good-Bye”

Memories of Silvia Sanchez

   Here are two photos that I found from the past: Silvia and her date at the prom with me in the background, and Silvia being crowned as Prom Queen at the first-ever prom held at Central Juvenile Hall, June 24, 1999. Follow-up to my essay WHY I CHOOSE TO REMEMBER MY 50TH BLOOD-BATH OFContinue reading “Memories of Silvia Sanchez”

JUSTICE FOR FERAS MORAD

Please share this eloquent cry for justice! I have written often about my experiences raising teenagers on the mean streets of Los Angeles and my work with incarcerated youth. I have lived abroad and traveled extensively. The United States of America is a police state ruled by fear and greed. My name is Shawn Haq,Continue reading “JUSTICE FOR FERAS MORAD”