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Phillip C. Pannell
I am sitting here trying to locate the words to even describe the emotions and heart ache for this stranger that is yet familiar. I feel a connection to Phillip, as I did when I first wrote the story of Robert “Yummy” Sandifer that thousands have read. I am feeling that uneasy lost of justice that I feel when I first glanced little “Yummy” in that huge suit, sleeping in his casket.
The new generation needs to hear the story of Phillip C Pannell.
Something has to be done to find peace that stolen on April 10,1990.
“A little boy was playing in Bryant Park with his friends in New Jersey and he lost his life because officer Gary Spath, thought he had a gun…”
I was going to release the story tonight but not until I feel that Phillip’s family would appreciate reading this and the others who want his life story to be told to the world. I just happened to be reading a story and came across a story about “Teaneck” and can’t seem to think of anything else…
Phillip is one of the numerous Trayvon’s that the news could have cared less about, and that hurts more than anything.
I can’t find video footage just pictures…
His life was worth more than that to me, and hopefully you!
You have to realize that this will keep happening!
We have to remember our babies that were murdered!
What will we do to speak up for Phillip?
His life meant something to someone.
Even if it is the year 2014.
I don’t care when he died, my concern is how he died?
I know some marched but we can still evoke justice in other ways. I don’t care what he did in his short life, he did not deserve a forgotten story in a news column and a murder covered up by those who can alter the truth! Those people who can sleep better at night, while WE cry for justice..
I have tears and familiarity for a boy I never met, and that means his legacy still has a chance of vindication.
I want to make Phillip proud!
Phillip, I am hugging you while you are in heaven.
This angel has more of a story than I even imagined. I will do my best to make sure it is told, and that his memory is restored. My intuition won’t allow me to finish tonight, because so many avenues, and so many injustices that were caused in his life never received justice. Now his story can come to life!