Aaron Riley Hill - Opening statment from a defence attorney
Kristi Sharpenburg
Professor
English 102
March 2014
Aaron Riley Hill
The morning of October 31st, 2012 was a normal, typical October Tacoma morning. It was a brisk 41 degrees outside with clouds over head. They were gray in color and the drizzle showed no signs of stopping. Thankfully most of us need not worry about the chill, ways to stay dry or where our next source of nourishment will come from on morning such as these. Warm houses and roofs over our head protect most American from the unruly elements that as we all know, can change at a moment’s notice in the state of Washington. Unfortunately, due to less than desirable life choices or circumstances, most of our under-culture has to deal with these situations on a day to day basis. Mr. Aaron Hill falls into this category. On that morning Aaron started his day like any other. He attempted to get dry, and stay as such in any way possible. He then proceeded to find any source of food he possibly could. At 6’ 1’ and a hundred and fifty pounds, it was critical for him to gain some type of sustenance by any means conceivable. This meant begging on the streets, digging through commercial and residential trash receptacles and even steeling at times. On this day, Aaron was not successful on his hunt for food. Aaron was starving. As night slowly started to shroud the light from the sky, children started to emerge from their homes in costumes ranging from goblins to princesses. As many do in Aaron’s position, he had forgotten what day it was and was over joyed at the site of kids running around with candy. In his mind, he thought he could pick candy from the ground that children had dropped or ask kids to share the fruits of their Halloween labors. His plan, in practice, was less than successful. After giving up on attaining some candy to settle the hunger pains that had been pulling at him for days, Aaron decided to rummage through one of the local Trader Joe’s grocery store garbage containers that had
Professor
English 102
March 2014
Aaron Riley Hill
The morning of October 31st, 2012 was a normal, typical October Tacoma morning. It was a brisk 41 degrees outside with clouds over head. They were gray in color and the drizzle showed no signs of stopping. Thankfully most of us need not worry about the chill, ways to stay dry or where our next source of nourishment will come from on morning such as these. Warm houses and roofs over our head protect most American from the unruly elements that as we all know, can change at a moment’s notice in the state of Washington. Unfortunately, due to less than desirable life choices or circumstances, most of our under-culture has to deal with these situations on a day to day basis. Mr. Aaron Hill falls into this category. On that morning Aaron started his day like any other. He attempted to get dry, and stay as such in any way possible. He then proceeded to find any source of food he possibly could. At 6’ 1’ and a hundred and fifty pounds, it was critical for him to gain some type of sustenance by any means conceivable. This meant begging on the streets, digging through commercial and residential trash receptacles and even steeling at times. On this day, Aaron was not successful on his hunt for food. Aaron was starving. As night slowly started to shroud the light from the sky, children started to emerge from their homes in costumes ranging from goblins to princesses. As many do in Aaron’s position, he had forgotten what day it was and was over joyed at the site of kids running around with candy. In his mind, he thought he could pick candy from the ground that children had dropped or ask kids to share the fruits of their Halloween labors. His plan, in practice, was less than successful. After giving up on attaining some candy to settle the hunger pains that had been pulling at him for days, Aaron decided to rummage through one of the local Trader Joe’s grocery store garbage containers that had