See Also: Freedom
For two weeks in June I sat on a jury listening at a murder trial. I, along with eleven other jurors found the defendant guilty of murder. Ever since then, the consequence of my vote has occupied my thoughts. Although I do not decide the convicted's sentence, what I did now allows it to come forth. For second degree murder, the sentence was a minimum of 37 years and a maximum of 60.
Holland -- Well, not *that* Holland
This year I finally made a trip up to Holland, Michigan to attend the Tulip Festival. It was a beautiful day. A lot of the flowers seemed pa...
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In every election I’ve voted in, polls in Michigan open at 7am and stay open until 8pm. I thought that I would go and vote when the polls o...
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...or Happy Holidays! I went to the post office this afternoon to get some extra stamps. I left with a a sheet of Kwanzaa stamps! How awes...
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A few obnoxious teens came into the store today that reminded me to tell the world: I hate popped collars. Seriously, I think that the guys ...
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