what he loved more than anything, running. that's when he felt most alive, most free, and they took all that from him, and when i close my eyes i see his execution in my mind. >> and your honor, we loved him back. he was messy. he sometimes refused to wear socks or take good care of his good clothing. i wish he would have cut and cleaned his toenails before he went out for that jog that day. i guess he would have if he knew he would be murdered. my family is going to miss