"Watching Michael Taylor die, through a Missouri prison window," is journalis Tony Rizzo's account in today's Kansas City Star.
I had been there once before in 2006 when Taylor’s first scheduled execution was called off at the 11th hour.
This time, he and his family were resigned to the fact that there would be no last-minute stay.
About an hour before I arrived at the prison, I had spoken on the phone briefly with Taylor. We had met several times in person over the years, and this time, he once again expressed his remorse over what he had done.
Cynics may doubt his sincerity. I don’t know. It seemed genuine to me.
I had also gotten to know Ann’s parents, and though I could not truly understand, I could empathize with the quarter century of hell that the actions of Taylor and his co-defendant had thrust them into.
It was those connections I had established that made me feel obligated to attend the execution.
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