I visited my father for the full ten years that he was in prison, so we already had a deep and loving relationship, and remembered our mother at those times.

Upon the death of my father, our family and myself were emotionally and financially exhausted.

Our family had been shattered, but we now are more united, and the remains of my family and the majority of my mother's family are glad to know the truth about a horrible crime.

Certainly, my father would not want to see me destroy myself in this business, as so many people in our family have been destroyed. I try to take good care of myself, but we are fighting the good fight, and the truth is powerful.

I believe the question now is: who murdered my mother?

It's incomprehensible. Kathleen and my father had the most loving relationship. They never fought.