Word: rows
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...sure, almost every inmate, particularly the ones on death row, has a tall tale to tell, of being railroaded by overly aggressive prosecutors, of being set up by enemies or let down by friends, of crucial evidence that was supposedly lost or airtight alibis that supposedly went unheard. Cousin, for his part, has maintained his innocence since he was arrested and charged with murder more than two years ago. What makes his claim of innocence so compelling is that there is a good deal of evidence that suggests he may be telling the truth...
...case raises the question: Should teens, guilty or not, ever be put in a situation where they are forced to fight for their lives? "Knowing I'm on death row for something I didn't do is pretty hard," says Cousin. "You picture yourself being executed. You think about what your next life will be like. It's like a fantasy, something you never dreamed could happen. I feel like I'm in the middle of reality in a fantasy. What did I do to be treated like this...
...Orleans, was awakened by a phone call. It was a lawyer named Willard Hill, whose teenage client, Shareef Cousin, had just been convicted of murder by a jury. Hill, a local defense lawyer, hadn't expected to lose, and now he needed help to keep Cousin off death row. Could Stafford-Smith help him organize an "emergency" case for the penalty hearing? Stafford-Smith yawned and signed...
Cousin, too, is changing, maturing and learning to deal with life on the row. He still watches cartoons, but he's reading more. He read John Grisham's The Chamber to get some idea about what death row was really like; now he's reading For the Defense by Rubin Ellis. But he is still caught up in memories of childhood. The father of a recreational-league basketball player whose team was an arch rival of Cousin's squad is in the next cell. "It was the only team that beat us," says Cousin. "That was the last game...
Karla Faye Tucker is the nicest woman on death row. She is so nice, in fact, and so well liked by people who know her that it is virtually impossible to look at this attractive, sweet-natured, born-again Christian and imagine the gruesome crime to which she confessed in Houston, Texas, on June 13, 1983. Back then she was a drug-addicted prostitute who, during a weekend orgy with her boyfriend, had consumed an astonishing quantity of heroin, Valium, speed, percodan, mandrax, marijuana, dilaudid, methadone, tequila and rum. The two then took a pickax and hacked to death Jerry...