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Curry
Curry
Like everyone else, I was placed in a group of ten (10) and forced
into a single-man cell with nine other naked individuals. I seriously
thought about not entering, but with a gun pointed at me, resisting
did not semi like the thing to do. Still, it wasn’t a situation that I
willingly accepted; I had no choice. Once again, we were left to fend
for ourselves and as it happens in prison, some of the weaker
individuals suffered through several nights of insanity. Stories of
rape and physical assault were rampant. On the second day of the riot,
a prisoner named Dennis Weaver was killed.
After several days of this madness, I was shipped out to Lebanon
Corrections and after a brief interrogation, was placed in population.
On the 2nd of November, seven months after the riot and after I had
been cleared of any riot related charges, I was picked up and
questioned again by the highway patrol. I as told that I participated
in several murders. To say I was shocked would be an understatement; I
was beyond confused. Murder?!?!
During the course of this new interrogation, which basically ended up
being a bluff session, it slipped out that what (or who, I should say)
they were interested in was Keith Lamar. Somehow or another, they had
decided the Keith was public enemy number-one and they were now
looking for people who were supposedly close enough to him to gather
information. But, as far as I knew, Keith had not committed any crimes
and I repeated s much to the patrolmen questioning me. However, since
I was not cooperating in they way they wanted, I, myself, was
threatened and told that if I didn’t provide them with the information
they needed, I would “burn with Lamar.” They wanted me to lie and were
so far as to release certain details pertinent to the crime in
question. But I did not know anything and I certainly was not about to
get caught up in helping the state put someone on death row.
Surprisingly, after being verbally assaulted and threatened, I was
released and allowed to return to population. After being accused of
participating in multiple murders, the patrolmen smiled at me and told
me that I could leave, which in itself is proof that what they were
alleging was mere speculation based on weak and faulty information. I
later learned that my name was mentioned among the many different and
unrelated names of individuals who wound up on “possible suspect”
sheet. In truth, they had no idea who committed the murders and were
now going around trying to scare people into implicating themselves.
Eventually, I was indicted for two (2) counts of aggravated murder;
murders that the state had already successfully prosecuted.
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