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Lisa Hall's avatar

My husband and I knew Ronnie Cornelis who was at Hamilton Work Center. I, myself had never personally met Ronnie but my husband knew him from Limestone. He was young and impressionable. Waiting on the day he could finally wear civilian clothes again. I had bought him several shirts, blue jeans, underwear and such as he looked forward to the day to wear them. That day never arrived. He along with another inmate, was struck by a speeding car while they were getting their day started picking up trash on the side of the road. He called me once a week to check on me as he did his grandmother. Such a sweet young man who loved God with all his heart.

He would say he was helping the community as well as his self, getting a small portion of freedom outside the camp. I am 62 years old, but he never failed to call me every Sunday to find out how his friends at Limestone was doing and how this ole lady's health was for the week. I will never be able to Thank him again for him uplifting words or for simply calling to say "Hey, how was your week" or "What did the doctors' tell you this week?" Remember Ronnie Cornelis for his short time on this earth and all the efforts he put in life trying to do better for God and his grandmother, whom he loved dearly.

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Claire Tak's avatar

Thank you for writing about this. The biggest thing I keep hearing from former and current incarcerated people is that MOST people on the inside are good people, serving out unnecessarily long sentences because of they got caught up in an unfair and opaque criminal justice system. Your story touched me, and I truly feel for Anthony and his family.

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