Showing posts with label lawyers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lawyers. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

It Is Time

It is time to "nut up or shut up". That would be my favorite line from Zombie Land by the way :)
Anyway it is time to speak up. The call has been put out by Micah's lawyer. We need letters for Micah.

We need all of you, and anyone else you may know that knew Micah before he went to jail, and has followed him to this day.

The letters need to say how well you see Micah doing in jail and all the great strides he has made toward rehab. For those who have purchased his book you could throw that in for sure.

If any of you can help Micah out in this please write to my email and I will send you the lawyers email where you can send your letter. You don't even have to mail it, just a simple email. She wants 20 letters and will pick the best ones to be read during Micah's sentencing hearing on Dec.1.

This is very important and the more sincere letters we can get the better it will look for Micah.

On another note Hamilton was sentenced today to 27 years.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Best Day Yet

Today Micah had his best day ever in Coconino County. Actually it wasn't exactly in the jail, but at the police station so maybe it does not count. At any rate they came to get him in the morning and took him outside. Yes you heard that right, outside. He got to walk all the 30 ft. to the police station.

When he got inside they had menus on the table! I am surprised he did not break down and cry, but he was manly about it and just giggled. The biggest problem was he could not decide what to order. His lawyer had to order his grilled chicken pita wrap for him.

The whole six hours he was being cross examined he was able to sit in a chair with a back! Yes even a back on it. He sat comfortably in a chair. And the bathrooms. Now there was true luxury for Micah, a full length mirror. He said he kept taking peeks at his abs the whole time he was in there.

After eating one of the lawyers asked for some of the shitty coffee. Micah piped up and asked if he could have some of the shitty coffee also. He took one drink and said that was the best shitty coffee he had ever tasted.

The frosting on the cake for the day came as they led him back to jail. They exited the police station right as the sun was setting. He said the sky was all pink and purple over the pine trees and he walked as slowly as he possibly could to take it in for a longer time. I thank God for the good day he gave Micah today, he deserved a nice day after 16 months!