Sixteen years later, that day still played in my head as clear as a Blu-ray movie. I still saw Frank's raised eyebrows when, in broad daylight, he announced, "We're taking that." A nine-millimeter semi-automatic stuck out of his jeans pocket. I [...]
When I sat on death row for 20 years my favorite game to play was the “what if…?” This is an exercise that most people engage in, but none more so than prisoners. No inmate feels like they belong in prison. [...]
On October 31, 1984, Halloween Night at 7:00 pm, gunshots rained on the streets of the middle-class neighborhood of Mount Airy in Philadelphia, PA. I was just 17 years old at the time. My mom worked as an Executive Secretary and [...]
Courtesy of Brad Simpson Do you know what pisses me off? The fact that I can’t get it together. I’m trying so hard to build a future for myself outside of prison. One that will show people that [...]
April 5, 1978, dawned clear and bright in Tampa, Florida. My father was sick, at home, and I drove out to Thonotosassa, east of Tampa, to visit with him. Driving back to my apartment in North Tampa, I noticed several unmarked [...]
[see: Photo 1] By Ty Evans THE JURORS GASPED when they saw the photo. I was on the witness stand in federal court when my attorney entered the photo as an exhibit, and even I had never seen my arrest [...]
BY JASON COOPER Brutal Murders. Victims Stabbed 83 Times. Those were just some of the headlines above stories filled with truth and lies. Stories about a sociopathic monster. Surely a villain made for novels and movies. Those were the only [...]
On April 4th, 2011 I was pulled over for a taillight being burnt out. No big deal, right? Usually no, however I was “methin’ around” (high on meth) at the time and my kids were with me in the vehicle. I [...]
Courtesy of Christine White How do I begin to tell you about my crime and the insane, muddled mess I made out my life in just a few days? It feels like an enormous, devastating monster made from spontaneity, [...]
BY CORY PERRY I can remember far back at a young age people telling me, because of my anger, that I would end up in prison or dead. And I was seven years old at that time. I grew up in [...]