In honor of Valentine’s Day, we asked people how love helped them through the toughest of times and gave them the support they needed to rebuild their lives after being wrongfully convicted. Read more from this series here.
Gwen is my childhood sweetheart. We met in Brooklyn when we were kids. It was always mutual respect between us. You know, we’d say “hi” when we saw each other, but we never really had any type of relationship. We always liked each other, but we didn’t realize how much we liked each other until we got together.
We started dating in 1978, while we were at Thomas Jefferson High School. We were 17 or 18, just talking and learning about each other on a personal level. I learned Gwen’s likes and dislikes, and she learned mine. That was a beautiful thing to me. We were young, in love and head over heels for each other.
We were young, in love and head over heels for each other.
After high school, Gwen and I moved in together and had a daughter. A few years later, in 1989, I was wrongfully convicted of a crime I didn’t commit and torn away from both of them.
Gwen and I stayed in touch while I was incarcerated. She used to visit me, but it was hard for both of us. It was always good having her support, but it was painful seeing her leave by herself each time she visited. It felt like torture, over and over and over again.
It took an emotional toll on her, too. It was like she was doing time with me, but on the outside.
I stopped her from bringing my daughter to visit because it was just too much for me. It would’ve been too much for my daughter at the time, too. But my wife, Gwen, hung in there.
I was released from prison on November 21, 2017, after nearly three decades away from my family. As soon as I walked out of the gate, I saw Gwen. We hugged, kissed and walked down the block hand in hand. It was one of the best feelings I’d had in years. It’s a feeling that I’ll never forget.
One year later, Gwen and I were married at City Hall. I would have married her sooner, but we didn’t have the opportunity because I was snatched away.
Gwen doesn’t want anything like that to happen ever again, so she can sometimes be overprotective. But, I’m not confined anymore, and sometimes I want to be able to move around, see the fellas and have little freedoms. I do understand, though, that Gwen is coming from a place of love.
Gwen’s essence is best described in a poem I wrote for her called, “Beautiful.” It goes like this:
Beauty is what beauty does.
Beauty never knew what was.
Beauty is the heart’s delight.
Beauty ever shines so bright.
For beauty is a smile, a wink, a frown, a kiss,
Your heart, your soul, your tenderness.
Beauty is all that you are
You are beautiful to me.
I just love spending time with Gwen. We go to the movies. We go out to eat. We joke. We laugh. We exercise. We go to the park and walk the track. We just have fun together. To me, we’re rekindling what was always there between us.Editor’s Note: Interview has been lightly edited for clarity.
Read more from this series here.