Life to me is like a breath of fresh air.
My grandchildren are just the joy in my heart, just watching them being happy and full of life.
It brings a joy in your heart and a smile on your face.
But once that life is taken away from you, you know, it's a void in your heart.
My smile is gone.
My son roofes his presently at Angola State Prison without the possibility of parole.
He was given natural life for a nonviolent crime.
He would never come home.
I know he's alive, but it's like I buried him.
That's my child. I love him. If he has done wrong, he has to serve his time.
But let the sentence fit the crime.
I looked at the judge and begged him, could he go to some type of rehab center?
Wherever I say, please just don't give my child life.
You trust the system when they say we're here to serve and protect.
We're supposed to feel that they're going to be fair, but it's not happening in society.
Everything is still backwards.
It affected my family and my son, his brother tremendously.
It really made him bitter.
How could he trust the system after they threw his brother away like that?
It just deterred his mind completely because they were best friends too.
We have to realize that these are human beings that's been incarcerated,
and we share the responsibility for their fate.
Too many have been over-sentenced.
We can change these laws.
They're made by politicians we elect,
but we can't wait for change to just happen.
We have to make it happen.
Together we can fix this injustice.
We can create hope for these individuals.
Thank you for watching.
