OCTOBER 20,2009 ARRAIGNMENT FOR KYLE BOLASKI

WE ARRIVED AT THE COURTHOUSE AT 1pm. ME, RONNI, CHRIS, JASON, AND SEVERAL MORE FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS. OVER A DOZEN IN ALL. I WANTED TO GET THERE EARLY ENOUGH SO I COULD SEE VINNIE'S KILLER OUTSIDE THE COURTROOM. I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT MY REACTION WOULD BE. I WANTED TO MAKE SURE HE SAW ME. TO LOOK HIM IN THE EYE AND SEE WHAT KIND OF PERSON HE WAS. THEY SAY THAT THE EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL. I NEEDED TO LOOK THROUGH THAT WINDOW TO SEE IF THERE WAS A SOUL THERE.

WE WAITED OUTSIDE FOR A WHILE BUT HE DID NOT SHOW UP. I THOUGHT HE MAY ALREADY BE INSIDE SO I WENT IN TO LOOK BUT HE WASN'T THERE. IN THERE WERE SAND AND JENKINS. I FELT INCREDIBLE RAGE WELL UP INSIDE ME WHEN I SAW JENKINS. WHAT WAS HE DOING THERE? THIS MAN WHO MADE A MOCKERY OF MY SON'S DEATH WITH HIS LIES AT THE GRAND JURY! IWALKED OVER TO ASK SAND A QUESTION AND TURNED MY BACK TO JENKINS. HE DID NOT DESERVE AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT. TO ME HE IS A NON PERSON. I WAS NOT THERE FOR HIM. HE WOULD COME AT ANOTHER TIME.

WE WERE INSIDE THE COURTHOUSE LOBBY. AT ABOUT 1:15 I SAW THIS TALL PERSON COME WALKING IN. I NEVER SAW BOLASKI BEFORE BUT I INSTANTLY KNEW IT WAS HIM. MY BLOOD STARTED TO BOIL. MY WHOLE BODY BEGAN TO TREMBLE. THERE HE WAS! THE MAN THAT KILLED MY SON! AT THAT INSTANT EVERY EMOTION OF THAT FATEFUL NIGHT CAME BACK! THE INTENSE PAIN AND ANGUISH SEEMED TO PERMEATE THROUGH EVERY PART OF MY BEING.

AS HE STEPPED THROUGHT THE METAL DETECTOR HE TURNED MY WAY. AT THAT INSTANT OUR EYES LOCKED. I STARED DIRECTLY INTO THEM TRYING TO SEE ANY KIND OF EMOTION OR REMORSE. BUT THERE WAS NONE. HIS EYES WERE COLD, SOULLESS. COMPLETELY DEVOID OF REMORSE. HE TURNED HIS EYES AWAY.  BUT I HAD SEEN WHAT I WANTED TO SEE. THOUGH OUR EYES LOCKED FOR JUST A COUPLE OF SECONDS IT WAS ENOUGH. ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT HE KNEW WHAT HE DID. THAT HE KNEW HE KILLED AND BEAT VINNIE IN COLD BLOOD! WHAT WAS MOST IMPORTANT WAS THAT HE KNEW THAT WE WERE NOT GIVING UP! THAT WE WOULD CONTINUE TO FIGHT UNTIL JUSTICE IS SERVED AND HE IS MADE TO PAY FOR HIS CRIME!





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