I am so glad that I got to know Dennis through my visits to Texas with Rachel. There was a mischievous side to him that made
me laugh! There was also a melancholy side to him that made me cry.
It's strange to think that were it not for his imprisonment we would never have met. We would perhaps have passed on the
street and never even glanced at one another.
It took such a tragedy in his life to bring him into my life and I suppose because of that it would have been better for
him had I never met him. That would mean that he would never have been in the Polunsky unit etc. and our paths would never
Is it selfish of me to say that I am so glad that I did get to know Dennis, even in those dire circumstances?
I always believe that the Lord brings people into our lives for a reason. I am blessed that He has brought some wonderful
people into my life, sadly one of them is no longer with us, but I will see him later.
Goodnight Dennis, God bless you.
Annie the "Sexy Grannie!"
(Dennis' words, not mine!)
Anne wrote this on the night of Dennis' Execution:
This is all so surreal! Sitting here watching the clock go round, waiting for someone to kill my friend. Did he kill someone?
Maybe he did, in a moment of rage. Did he plan his actions weeks or months in advance? How can this irrational act be rationalised?
How can this "murder" give anyone a sense of "closure?"
Will the Lord God differentiate between the sins of my friend and the sins of his assassin? I think not.
So what will my friend's death achieve? It will free up a cell for another victim of the Texas "justice" system.
Then the whole scenario can begin again.
There is no closure.