Un sheriff me arrestó en un restaurante sin saber quién era, luego su agente abrió mi billetera y encontró mi insignia de juez federal

“Amara, you could get a significant amount of money,” she said. “You have every right to it.”

“I know,” I said. “File it.”

She did. Six months later, Pell County’s insurance carrier settled my claim for $425,000.

I retained na settlement.

I gave $200,000 to establish the Hattie Mae Greene Scholarship at Fort Valley State, for students from Pell County who want to study law or criminal justice. I gave $125,000 to the Georgia Legal Services Program, earmarked for heirs’ property cases in rural Georgia. That’s land passed down without a will through generations, the sort of property that’s easiest to steal because nobody holds clear title.

Y le di los últimos $100,000 a la Iglesia Bautista Misionera Mount Zion en Halvorsen Springs. La tía Lorraine y Hattie Greene habían enseñado la escuela dominical juntos durante sesenta años. Los diáconos lo usaron para arreglar el techo, construir una rampa para que las personas con andadores y sillas de ruedas pudieran entrar y comenzar una pequeña clínica legal en la sala de becas el primer sábado de cada mes.

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