And someone knows. And someone must pay.
The one who pulled the trigger,
The one who drove the car.
The one who knows.
You played a role.
You killed my son.
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| My baby...My son...James | |||||||||||
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| My son was murdered Sunday April 23, 2006. He was raised in a neighborhood where he felt comfortable and safe. We walked the blocks and rode bikes throughout the day and into the night. He developed strong friendships with the children in the area and beyond. He enjoyed life and laughter. He was all I could ask for in a son. Joy and energy that was boundless. I am forever grateful to be his mother. | |||||||||||
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| My son was murdered Sunday April 23, 2006. And someone knows. And someone must pay. The one who pulled the trigger, The one who drove the car. The one who knows. You played a role. You killed my son. |
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