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Freedom
For Tonya Hudkins McCartor
(Margo Freshwater) |
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A Message from Tonya Hudkins McCartor I would like to take a moment
to thank everyone for their thoughts, prayers and support given to my
family and myself. Please sign the petition for a new trial! We are manually maintaining the petition for the moment while we are experiencing some difficulty with PetitionOnline.com. You can read and sign the petition here. Please be sure to include your name, e-mail address, city, and state. Your personal information will remain private.
Innocence Betrayed What is a young woman's worst nightmare? Rape? Assault? How
about turning to a trusted, respected, recommended authority figure
only to be dealt that very fate? Remember when you were 18? Most of us think back on those
years cringing at our horrendous lapses in judgment and thank God that
we had someone to steer us straight. A parent, a friend or maybe even a
judge or other authority figure may have stepped in and helped us to
right our wrongs and see things clear, momentarily sweeping away the
cobwebs of youth and forcing us to see with adult eyes if only for a
moment. But suppose for an instant that there was no one to advise your
young mind on life's tricky way of making something seem so right when
nothing could be farther from the truth. Think back to some of your
biggest flubs of teen-dom, things that
could've been bigger and worse without some caring individual to help
out. Now imagine that it still haunts you everyday of your
life. You are now taking a walk in the shoes of Tonya Mccartor. One of the millions of young girls in
our nation who made a small, trivial mistake in youth and without
guidance or intervention, made it worse. Once upon a time, Tonya
was a little girl named Margo Freshwater. Growing up with more than
your average fare of troubles, little Margo still turned out to be a
pretty nice young woman. She didn't kick puppies or take candy from
babies, and when a friend got himself in trouble that landed him in
jail, Margo traveled alone at the age of 17 from her home in Ohio to a
recommended lawyer in Memphis TN to ask for help for her friend. Glenn
Nash was a slight eccentric on his way to being a complete head case by
the time young Margo sought his help. Immediately recognizing her
vulnerability and playing her youth and inexperience against her , he
put her up in a boarding house. Keeping her complacent with promises of
his help and legal expertise, his slide into full blown schizophrenia
snuck up on her. He began to spy on her every move, talked of his
belief that the TN Bar Association had employed the whole world in a
conspiracy to get him disbarred. He became irrational and enraged
when she tried to return home, and finally showed up at her room with a
loaded gun, forcing her to accompany him to his first murder. He drove
them to Square Deal Liquor store where he tied up and shot the clerk,
Mr. Hillman Robbins. Margo attempted to untie Mr. Robbins, but Nash
stopped her. She was numbed by horror as he murdered and robbed Mr.
Robbins before dragging her on a three state blood bath. Glenn Nash
later revealed to the court through his confessions to law enforcement
officials and mental health experts that he committed all three
murders, claiming to be in fear for his life. Margo never wavered
from her innocence and testified of her attempts to free the first
victim. Margo's nightmare lasted through horror after horror as
Nash shot his way across three states, killing and robbing another
store clerk and a cab driver in Florida and Mississippi. The two were
finally arrested at a bus station in Greenville, Mississippi.
Authorities arrested Margo, believing her to be Nash's accomplice and
not his hostage. After two attempts to convict her, prosecutors in
Mississippi were discouraged when the jury failed to reach any verdict
either time. Florida never found sufficient cause to prosecute her at
all. Tennessee, however, charged Margo with the murder of Hillman
Robbins. The prosecutions display was a court TV episode gone awry with
lurid depictions of teenage promiscuity and sexual innuendo. They
failed however to provide any evidence of Margo's involvement in the
murder, only that she was co-conspirator in armed robbery. Despite this
and the complete confessions of Glenn Nash, the Memphis Tennessee jury
convicted her and handed down a sentence of 99 years. Florida, Mississippi and Tennessee courts all found Nash
incompetent to stand trial and sentenced him to a stint of 15 years in
a mental facility. He is a free man today as Margo sits in prison.
Unfortunately, Margo's case is even more complicated. A year and a half
into her sentence, Margo escaped from prison and eluded capture for
thirty two years, growing into a law abiding, spiritual, American
citizen. After obtaining a new identity as Tonya, she married, had
children, grandchildren and successful careers. She was a church leader
and community mentor. The sad fact is that similar situations happen to young girls
every day. Margo grew up in the 1960's and despite the progression of
the women's movement in years since, society continues to push the
problems of young women aside. Even if we dismiss her lack of community
service as a young woman and the “iffy” circumstances of her crime -
where was the counseling and guidance for an 18 year old girl in a
women's prison? Even now, some thirty five years later, rehabilitative
services are geared toward hardened criminals. There are few, if any,
programs specifically aimed at young first offenders, who are the most
likely to change their lives around. Our justice system today seems to
be struggling with their own purpose, whether to punish or
rehabilitate. There has to be happy medium, a time and place to do
both, not simply one or the other. Since 1979, studies of 15,000
first time offenders tell us that those who receive adequate counsel
and competent evaluation physically and mentally are 87% less likely to
commit further crimes. There are of course arguments for both
sides. People who feel the use of public monies to rehabilitate
criminals would be better of spent in schools and other well deserving
causes. There are those that fight for this cause and succeed in fits
and spurts, yet women like Tonya remain in their cells. She, like
so many others, have found a meaning to life in prison. She works in
the laundry for 17 cents a day and returns to her cell to teach her
cell mate to read. As her pastor Frank Luchsinger
aptly put it, “Tonya has bloomed where planted.” But hoping some day to
be put back in the garden of family from which she was taken.
A Story Without an
Ending “Only God knows what the ending is for Tonya .” ·
Tonya appeared at Criminal
Court for Shelby County, Tennessee on April 24, 2003 for an initial
hearing on the case based on a petition from her attorneys. Summary of the hearing. ·
We are trying to start a
grassroots movement to help free Tonya. If you are interested in
helping us, please write to: Ritchie,
Dillard & Davies, P.C. 606
W. Main Street, Suit 300 Knoxville,
Tennessee 37901-1126 ·
Daryl McCartor
is available for speaking appearances within a 400 mile radius of
Columbus, OH. If you are interested, please e-mail. · Daryl McCartor tells the story of how he met Tonya. He has also written about his first trip to visit her at the Tennessee Prison for Women. |
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