James,

You do not know me, and I am sending this letter to you anonymously. Let’s see you you can get through this letter without shedding a tear– tuff guy. I am writing to express my sorrow, and sadness for the loss of your 2 children and mother-in-law. Rest assured, this is not hate mail, this mail is sent to you to help you process what you did to your children. Consider it Therapy 101.

Just imagine the physical pain and emotional confusion your children felt when you hurt them, when you killed them.

To a little girl, her father is the most important person in her life.
To a little girl, her father is the most important person in her life.
To a little girl, her father is the most important person in her life.
To a little girl, her father is the most important person in her life.
To a little girl, her father is the most important person in her life.

I hope that when you go to sleep at night you have bad dreams, hearing the screams of your daughter. I hope it wakes you up and then it keeps you awake night after night. I hope it haunts you forever.

No Daddy, no daddy, daddy – stop, no daddy, you’re hurting me. Help, daddy stop!
Your daughter won’t have a chance to grow up, get her driver’s license, or take a “girls vacation”, go on a first date boys, become a cheerleader, graduate from high school, go to college, get her first apartment travel, learn to cook, learn a new language, graduate from college, start a career, fall in love, get engaged, get married, have children, bake cookies and celebrate holidays with her family.

Your children couldn’t trust you. 10 days from now, after the media moves on to another story, another triple murderer, you will be forgotten about. And you will have to sit there, thinking about that day over, and over, and over again. Some inmates have been sitting on the Ohio Death Row since 1983. Just think, you might be sitting there for the next 25 or 30 years – thinking about that day OVER and OVER again.

The pain your children felt has ended.
But their screams are locked in your mind forever.
Your pain is just beginning.

James, take a moment close your eyes and think about it. The sounds they made the screaming cries. The gurgling sounds they made as they tried to survive and cling to life. Think about their confusion and fear they shared, looking at the one person they thought they could trust – Daddy.

I pondered what penalty would serve you best. In a way, the death penalty is too easy. You hang out for awhile; get 3 meals a day and a warm bed. You don’t have to do any work; you don’t have to pay any bills, no responsibility. You just sit there taking up space on the taxpayers dollar. After awhile, they decide to put you to sleep. I don’t think it hurts, which is too bad for you.
Personally –
I’d like to drop you in the ocean, and watch the sharks eat you.
Really hungry sharks.

On the other hand, if you didn’t get the death penalty – then we would have to feed you forever. But wait, that would give you even LONGER to think about what you did. But would your memories fade? Would each passing day get easier or harder for you?
Each year you could think about the children’s birthday, a party you will never get to attend, their day at school, and the teachers you will never get to meet. Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, you will never get to share again.
So, I suppose the best punishment for you is the torture in your own mind that you will experience for the remainder of your life, and the screams of your children, over and over again.

No Daddy, no daddy, daddy – stop, no daddy, you’re hurting me. Help, daddy stop!

{{Healing hugs}} my friend to all that has endured and eventual peace ( to quickly come)
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As you sleep tonight, know that you are not alone in your prayers! There are angels all over this earth lifting prayers to heaven for you!

Love, Sheril
and Adam