Immunity To a Death Sentence

Now the public library in our town contains the knowledge for mankind, and there’s not much happening ‘round the world, that I cannot find. I can think of any subject that I like and tell Jenny what I’m after, and she can find a stack of books that darn near touch the rafter. The library’s helped me countless times from days when I’m at school, and I’ve become a handy man with books my back up tool, but aside from books on lifestyle needs, on fiction some are geared, and some authors write for little kids, and some write on the weird. I’ve hired books about our history and read about some shocking wars. Our garden is designed from books, and I’m obsessed with reading ‘Jaws’. But crime became my new desire with cases filed from years gone by, where Capital Punishment was handed down and why some had to die. Description of the victims sent a chill right through my bones, right to the guilty on death row with all their over-tones. I read about their last few weeks, with how and why and where, before they took their final walk to the electric chair. One story written by a Warder based in a Southern US gaol, is penned about a chilling case that for you I will unveil … Leroy murdered seven folk; the warder wrote down in this book. For twenty years appeals were held then Leroy’s goose was cooked. When you’re with someone for twenty years, no matter what they’ve done, you can form a slight attachment even if a fragile one. So one week before that final stroll Leroy was asked by Warder Black, if there’s something special that he’d like, and Leroy answered back. “There is something I do desire - but it must involve me faithful wife. “My wish is” Leroy grinned. “Is to eat her meatloaf now for life”. Well Leroy’s wish was granted and for three meals every day, he ate the meatloaf that he begged for while the hours ticked away. On the eve of Leroy’s execution there was tension being shown. The corridors were creepy now with a ghostly eerie tone. Forgotten were the seven victims - in the morning there’s one more. Leroy must face ‘old sparky’ waiting down that corridor. His final meal of meatloaf was brought before him on a plate. Said Warder Black with teary eyes “You don’t look worried mate!” Leroy laughed “I’m not my friend, that chair won’t kill me man. If this meatloaf couldn’t do me in - I know that nothing can!”