Karla Faye Tucker-Brown, I'll never forget you
by Jim Vasaldua
   

It was a few days before Thanksgiving when I first heard the name of Kana Faye Tucker-Brown. I was watching the evening news when I heard the anchor say that Texas was going to execute the first woman since the Civil War. I did a double take. I didn't know if I heard right. Sure enough, I did. I wanted to find out who this lady, Kan Faye Tucker-Brown is. Without hesitation, I went to a local bookstore and asked the question, "Do you have any information on Kana Faye Tucker-Brown? They didn't. But the lady I talked to asked me if I had ever heard of Lizzie Borden. I told her I had and she went on to say that Kana Faye Tucker was a modem day Lizzie Borden.

As the days and weeks went on, Karla became an every day thing with the media. I want to say that what I saw on TV day in and day out was no Lizzie Borden! I saw a woman full of love, compassion and hope. I saw a woman who I could bring home to meet mom and dad. What I saw on the TV was someone who did something wrong, and showed the utmost remorse for it. There was no cold, ham, callous person. There was no devil or hatred or a bumming desire to do anything like that again. I saw someone who was giving of herself and wanted to show the world that there was a lot of warmth in her heart.

I never had the chance to meet Kana. I did write her a letter to give her my support and concern. But, by the time I wrote and sent my letter, she had become a worldwide issue. I'm sure she received my letter, but with the overload of mail she had been receiving, I never got a reply. That's ok, Kana. You now know that you are always in my thought and prayers.

I have always heard people say that they'll never forget where they were the day JFK was assassinated Or when the Challenger exploded. Well, I'll always remember where I was on February 3, 1998. When I heard the news that Kana Faye Tucker Brown has been executed. ..murdered in Huntsville, Texas, I cried. I felt like my own sister was gone. You know what? My sister died on February 3, 1998 in Huntsville, Texas. Why? Why was this beautiful person taken from us? Does two wrongs make one right? Karla was a good person. She was helping other inmates. She had friends and. family who loved and cared for her. We always will. I don't understand. As a boy growing up, I was always told that we do not kill. Yet if someone kills us, we as a society and state say that we're going to kill you for killing! What? In a sense, George Bush gave the OK for the state to kill Karla. Why wasn't he arrested for murder or conspiracy to commit murder? Killing or murder is wrong. Whether I do it, you do it or that state does it, it's down right WRONG!

The other day I heard a song on the radio.. It reminded me of Karla. The thought of her flooded my mind with the words. That night when I went to bed, Karla was still heavy on my mind. I had a dream of her telling all of us:

I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the virgin sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me.
On board I'm the captain, so climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try
To carry on

I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memories
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had

We lived happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can
To carry on

A gathering of angels
Appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope
And this is what they said. They said

Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me, lads

I thought that they were angels
But to my surprise
We climbed aboard their sailship
And headed for the skies

Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me, lads

Karla, I never knew you personally.But I know you through TV andnewspapers. I hope that when I finally go home and get face toface with Jesus, I'll see you and my 4-year-old son, Joshua, there to meet and greet me. Stay gold, Karla. I'll never forget you.