In Memory Of My Brother

On September 15th, 2005 my brother was killed at 25 yrs old by the people we are supposed to trust. It will be hard for me to explain what happened, but I'll try. He was a troubled guy. His whole life he got away with everything, well almost everything. In 2002 he was put in a correctional facility for nearly beating a man to death. He spent 3 years inside and it was the best thing that ever happened to him. Inside that prision he received his GED, he started teaching, and most of all he was saved! He found the Lord, our God. Outside in the real world, his pregnant girlfriend, who had a daughter from a previous relationship, gave birth to his 1st child.  By the time he got out of jail, the babies mother abandoned both children, leaving them with my sister. He got out took on the parenthood role, and just when things looked the way they should have been, everything crashed down on us. On Thursday, Sept 16th of 2005, I got a phone call that a person prays they'll never get. "Leighanne, I'm sorry, but your brother is dead." Just like that, it's all gone. Apparently, there was some misunderstanding between him and our trustworthy law enforcement. At an early morning hour, the cops caught my brother out on a deserted street, chased him down, and shot him in the head. From the evidence, he had done nothing wrong. The cops of course had a different story, but with only their side of it....what do you believe? Of course I don't want to believe that my newly changed brother was doing something wrong and I don't want to believe there isn't any reason behind all of this. The only thing that I can think of is that maybe the cop had a prior grudge with him. This certain cop has 2 other similiar cases also, which he has gotten away with now. Our's is still in the judicial system. To make a confusing situation worse, they never called any emergency personnel in. They said, "all the ambulance drivers were at home in bed".....WHAT!?!?!? Stupid people!! I, of course knew that was a load of crap, but went on to tell them that his momma was a half a mile away, she would have taken him to the hospital. Unless they were closed as well. The law also told us it was too foggy to land a chopper. So they just left him there, for 7 hrs he laid there. The autopsy showed that it took him 2 hrs to die. They let him lay there and bleed to death. The hospital was maybe 15 minutes away. I don't know if they could have saved him, but they could have tried. So now, 2 years later, his babies barely know him.... barely knew him! I love my brother and I wish I could have had things turn out a little differently. But one thing I know is that he was saved and he dedicated his life to God, just in time. I rest a little easier knowing I stand a chance of seeing him again. So in 2 days, when the 2 years anniversary marks his life ending, please pray for my pain, and for those 2 babies that will never know their wonderful daddy.