Well, i don't really know him, nor do i want to, but we did grow up in the same town at the same time, we knew the same people, we ate at the same burger joints, we even spoke. We graduated from the same high school (assuming he graduated), attended the same church, I knew his family. I guess all that familiarity makes it seem like I knew him.
But no, I do not know him.
And in five days time, he will be put to death for his crimes. In his wake, he leaves bitter, heartbroken individuals and families. But, when Richard Leavitt takes his last breath, he'll become like every other person who has died. He'll just be dead. His name will be only a hiss and a byword from that moment on.
And hopefully, he'll be forgotten.
Update: June 11, 2012: done dead dog deal... the deed was duly dealt that day.
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