My alarm goes off at 6:00 a.m. I’m up and I’m ready to go to the protest against the prosecution and framing of Karen Read in the John O’Keefe murder case.
I get ready and I leave my friend’s house right before 6:30 a.m. It’s a quiet ride to Dedham about 40 minutes and I stop at Dunkin’ donuts. Luckily there wasn’t any traffic. I grab a box of Joe and a couple breakfast sandwiches just so I have something to eat before I burn all that energy protesting.
8:00 a.m. I arrived at the front of the courthouse. There’s probably about a hundred people there already. I see a few people I know and we exchange hugs, the Karen Reed case has brought so many people together. I ended up seeing the girl that I met at the Karen Reed Halloween party who had her face painted like a skeleton. She recognized me but I didn’t recognize her without the makeup on. She was still beautiful, and we spent some time talking and watching the commotion in front of the courthouse with all the protesters and news people walking around and being loud.
9:00 a.m. Karen Reed and her attorneys arrive at the courthouse. They’re greeted with applause and hollering. Eventually the witnesses show up as well, they actually showed up before Karen. When they walk into the courthouse they’re met with silence. Nobody boos them, like in the past. The state troopers and officers standing about. People are afraid of getting arrested for witness intimidation. These witnesses have been named as the culprits in John O’Keefe’s murder.
9:15 a.m. the skeleton girl invites me to sit in her car so we can watch the court proceedings streamed from the news. We sit in the car together and we watch as Karen’s amazing lawyers discuss the conflict between lead state trooper investigator Michael Proctor in the third party culprits, also known as witnesses. The defense puts in a motion to dismiss the case. Defense is also allowed access to phone communications between Jennifer McCabe and Michael Proctor, because Jennifer McCabe was seen visiting the Proctor residence, which is not good. The lead detective and a witness who has been implicated in a murder should never meet together privately at the lead detective’s home.
10:15 a.m. The court proceedings are wrapping up. Skeleton girl and myself walked back over in front of the courthouse to wait for The courtroom to empty into the street. First Karen and her defense team come out and they’re greeted with cheers and someone even gives her a bouquet of roses. There’s news cameras everywhere. Karen’s lawyers refuse to make any comment. Some of the protesters began to disperse. I hang around for a while, and then the witnesses, also third party culprits, come out and this time they’re greeted with some jeering, and insults. They file down the street.
11:30 a.m. there’s not many protesters left outside the courthouse. Skeleton girl had disappeared. I didn’t even get to say goodbye. My car is parked downtown so I start to walk that way. I stop at a burrito joint and the nice woman who doesn’t speak much English makes me a massive burrito. I eat my lunch and then I drive back to the North shore.
12:30 p.m. I arrived back at my friend’s house in Danvers. I walked across the street and checked on my other friend who was sick and couldn’t make it to the protest. She said she’s not feeling well. I walk back over to my other friend’s house and I hang out for a while just looking at various things on social media and looking online.
1:30 p.m. I’ve been talking to a man on Facebook about a 2003 Honda pilot. My girlfriend has been using Flex car and getting ripped off every month. I wanted to see if I could help her find a cheaper used vehicle that she could ride around and not have to worry about spending $800 or more dollars a month for a vehicle. I look at the pilot and it’s definitely an older vehicle, but the engine is good and the suspension seems okay. I talked to my girlfriend and she decided that it might be best to just buy this car. The man who’s selling the car I believe is Brazilian, his name is Felipe. I noticed that there’s a gas leak coming from near the gas tank. I’m able to talk Felipe down to $1,500 for the vehicle. I tell Felipe that I will talk to the girl and see what she wants to do, and then she can come see it and if she likes it we can buy it.
4:30 p.m. I drive out to the supermarket and I pick up some raviolis and cookies. I drive over to my girlfriend’s house and I make raviolis for her and her son. We had a nice night. At about
10:00 p.m. I read my girlfriend’s son a bedtime story, and my girlfriend lays in bed with her son for a while until he’s asleep. My girl and I are asleep shortly after that.