To begin with Damien was the so called ring leader of what is known as the West Memphis Three. For those not familiar with the case, it is about three teenaged boys wrongly convicted of the 1993 murders of three 8 year old Arkansas boys. Asserting that the children were killed as a part of a satanic ritual, Damien was sentence to death by lethal injection. Jessie MissKelley and Jason Baldwin were sentenced to life imprisonment. I first heard about the case eons ago on the MTV news, I was still pretty young at the time so it was only a passing thing at that time.
However, in recent years I have become obsessed with the gross miscarriage of Justice.
This blog is not about the case however. It is about the wonderful human spirit of one Mr. Damien Echols.
It is not very often in life that you come across something so profound that you as a person want to completely change for the better. For myself that happened very recently with the release of Damien's book Life After Death. He is an amazing solid author, allowing the reader inside his world with first hand accounts of his youth as well as life on death row.
The story should open your eyes to the fact that anyone could be convicted of a crime they did not commit. It is a story, incredibly hard to put down, he had me laughing one moment and in tears the next. I know I am lucky, at the end of the day however I can walk away from this injustice, he will have to live with the nightmare of what he has went through for the rest of his life. It breaks my heart into million of pieces.
There was times during the book I was filled with horror, he touched so close to home on many levels. I was without a doubt an individual that stood out, still am to this day now being covered in tattoo's. I adore for many reason feeling it is a window into the soul of a person. You can learn who is judgmental without having to get to know them. Any who … back on track. During the late 80's/90's I dressed mostly in all black, listened to metal, came from a family not made of money.
My father busted his ass working in the produce department of a supermarket just to provide for our family. My mother would work various night jobs in order to remain home during the day for my brother and myself.
We had massive issues while I was a teen, we never seen eye to eye, they did not understand me and thought I was going down the devil's path straight to trouble. I was taken to psychologists, sent to crossroads and scared straight, all based of the fear of understanding or proper communication. If I was in the wrong place at the wrong time… it could of been me. There was many more similarities, but I will spare you all the details.
I would love to understand how he continues to view the world with a resilient kind hearted spirit, not apathetic towards mankind. His will to survive, educate himself, becoming a better person while facing an unthinkable hell makes him a truly inspiring hero in my eyes. He is grateful for what he has in this life and does not seem bitter, which speaks volumes about his character. I can only hope for him to be exonerated and continues to allow us/me to read his writings.
For the first time in my life was I ever compelled to write a letter to someone I did not personally know. I absolutely had to and hope he received it. I appreciate all the little things now that we often complain about in our day to day lives. I am blessed to have had the freedom all my life to experience it.
I am trying to keep my anger in check knowing that I will only be harming myself from allowing that emotion to ever take over. I thank him for allowing me to see the world differently. I wish everyone would read this aspiring piece of literature. You will come away from reading this beautifully written memoir with hope and love. For me Damien will be remembered always as an inspiration and source of great talent.