The Price of Sin

IT SEEMED THAT VIOLENCE WAS THE ORDER OF THE DAY... "There was a commotion when the big steel door flew open, a huge man stormed in and started screaming at us. Everybody stood up. The girl standing next to me whispered to me, "Suzy, do not speak. Not one word, OK?" I was a little kid in a big kids' prison. All these women were seasoned female warriors. I had not yet learned how to fight this fight. I could feel my heart beating faster as he screamed at us all. Then he rushed over and knocked a fellow female inmate to the floor, screaming at her. She never uttered a word and there was not one tear from her eyes.'Suzy became street-wise from an early age, a fighter for Justice no matter what the cause. Her experiences of living within and on the edge of the criminal world taught her to honour her word. It was her bond, a bond that kept her alive. People may not have always agreed with her but she held onto her integrity above all. Freedom of speech she believed was paramount and precious to her, unafraid of anyone or publicity her voice invoked. She never stopped fighting. She did the best she could with what she had at the time, she was a wife, a mother and a loyal partner. She remains and gives to the best of her ability, genuine friendship to all who know her and have known her over the last fifty, plus years.SHE WAS UNASHAMEDLY HERSELF AT ALL TIMES AND SHE PAID THE PRICE OF SIN.