Trayvon Martin, an unarmed African-American teenager, was shot and killed in a gated community in Florida late last month by a white neighborhood watch captain, according to police. But the watch captain, George Zimmerman — a 26-year-old college student who has admitted to police that he shot the young man — still walks free. And Martin’s family is pleading for answers and demanding justice.

At this point there are more questions than answers in the young man’s death, but this much is known: Martin was packing little more than a bag of candy and a canned iced tea on the night he was killed.

“He had a gun, and Trayvon had Skittles,” Benjamin Crump, a family attorney, told The Huffington Post this afternoon.

Martin, 17, a high school junior who lived with his mother in Miami, was visiting his father and stepmother at their home in Sanford, a suburb of Orlando, on the weekend of Feb. 26. During halftime of the NBA All-Star Game, Martin’s family said he walked to a nearby convenience store to get some candy for his younger brother. On his way back home, according to reports, he caught the attention of George Zimmerman, a 26-year-old college student and self-appointed captain of The Retreat at Twin Lakes neighborhood watch.

Zimmerman, armed with a 9mm handgun, trailed the boy in his car. At some point, Zimmerman called 911, telling the operator there was a “suspicious person in the area,” according to a police report acquired by HuffPost.

Not long after the call, some sort of altercation ensued between Zimmerman and Martin. Then neighbors said they heard gunfire.

The Sanford Police arrived and found Martin lying face down on a patch of grass about 70 feet from his family’s home, a pack of candy in one pocket and an iced tea in the other.

“What happened between him being confronted, up to the point where he got shot, nobody knows but him and that guy,” Tracy Martin, the boy’s father, told HuffPost. “I’m looking for justice for my family. I want answers but I don’t have any to give — not for his mother, his brothers or sisters. We don’t have nothing, but we want answers.”

According to reports, Zimmerman’s gun was legal and he has claimed to authorities that he shot Martin in self-defense. Crump, the family’s attorney, described Zimmerman as a “loose cannon” and questioned why any neighborhood watchman would be carrying a loaded gun. He has asked law enforcement authorities to turn over recordings of the call to 911 that Zimmerman made the night of the shooting, in the hopes that it might shed some light on the incident. Crump said if the recordings are not given to the family, he will file a public records lawsuit on their behalf.

Crump said the family is demanding that the Sanford Police arrest Zimmerman, and that the Seminole County State Attorney’s Office review the case and press charges.

“They say they are still investigating,” Crump said. “I’m not sure what there is to investigate. What’s suspicious about this kid? That’s what the family is crying out, that our kid is like any other kid.”

A call and an email to Chief Bill Lee of the Sanford Police Department were not immediately returned on Thursday. A phone number listed for Zimmerman has been disconnected, and his current whereabouts are not known.

Lynn Bumpus-Hooper, a spokeswoman for the Seminole County State Attorney’s Office, said that the office has not received the case from the police, and until an arrest is made, it will not be involved.

“We have not received a case [from the Sanford PD] yet, but we will give it our full consideration when we do,” Bumpus-Hooper said. She said it is not rare for several weeks to pass before the State Attorney’s Office receives a homicide or murder case from the police.

Meanwhile, a heartbroken father struggles to deal with the weight of his son’s death. He tells the story of his son’s heroics at age 9, when he pulled his father from a burning kitchen, and of his love of sports and horseback riding and his dreams of attending college and becoming an aviation mechanic.

“Right now we’re all on pins and needles,” Tracy Martin said. “When I asked the police why there’s been no arrest, they told me they respected [Zimmerman’s] background, that he studied criminal justice for four years and that he was squeaky clean.”

He continued: “My question to them was, did they run my child’s background check? They said yes. I asked them what they came up with, and they said nothing. So I asked if Zimmerman having a clean record, did that give him the right to shoot and kill an unarmed kid?”

In the “Committee News” section of last month’s issue of the gated community’s newsletter, “Retreat Reflections,” the neighborhood watch committee asked for additional volunteers and warned: “Please keep your eyes open” and “If you see something suspicious or out of place, report it!”

For more information, it said, call George Zimmerman.

UPDATE:

Chief Bill Lee of the Sanford Police Department on Thursday evening said the account given by Martin’s family and attorney is correct, that Zimmerman saw the young man walking home from the store. He said that Zimmerman did indeed call 911 and report a suspicious person, and that he was told not to follow him.

“For some reason he felt that Trayvon, the way that he was walking or appeared seemed suspicious to him,” Lee said. “He called this in and at one part of this initial call [the dispatcher] recommends him not to follow Trayvon. A police officer is on the way at that point.”

Lee said that Zimmerman instead followed Martin.

“I believe that Mr. Zimmerman was trying to, by his account, find an address to give the officers and also trying to keep Trayvon in eyesight.”

Zimmerman told the police that Martin noticed that he was being followed and asked, “what’s your problem?”

That’s when a physical confrontation ensued, Lee said. And moments later, Martin was shot.

Lee said that Zimmerman has a legal permit to carry the weapon used in the shooting, and that he told police that he shot Martin in self-defense.

“He felt the need to defend himself,” Lee said. “ I don’t think it was his intent to go and shoot somebody” that night.

The chief said the police have met with Zimmerman on two to three separate occasions, and that their investigation should be wrapped up this week. He said all of the evidence in the case will be delivered to the Seminole County State Attorney’s Office soon after.

“We’re going to present all the information and if they feel that based on all of the evidence that we’re able to produce that Mr. Zimmerman has satisfied the requirement that he shot in self defense, they may, but if not, he would be charged with some type of homicide or manslaughter,” Lee said.

“It is certainly and absolutely a tragedy, especially for the Martin Family,” Lee said. “No one expects their teenage son to go the store and never come back.”
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by Joe Beam
They sat on a bus while she worshipped Jesus.

They had traveled far and felt a need to relax. She had worked all day, every day, all week and yearned to join in a celebration of praise. She heartily sang those simple songs requiring little or no musical skill, losing herself in worship of her God. They saved their voices for the really uplifting singing that would come later . . . the catchy melodies, the poignant words, the amplified voices, the cacophony of their vocal symphony.

She underlined verses in her careworn Bible as she followed the message of the preacher, occasionally jotting notes to rethink later. They remained outside preparing themselves for their message in song, choosing not to be distracted by those who preceded their performance.

She applauded as they were introduced and was thrilled as they sang. She cheered; she laughed; she cried. They used their talents to lead her to a level of emotion she didn’t often experience in worship.

She spoke to them in the foyer. They autographed the shirt she purchased; guided her to their tapes; gave her a form to contribute to their ministry; then waited for the man who had their check.

When she and the others had gone they folded their money tables and repackaged their remaining tapes and shirts. As they drove away in their bus they compared inventory to collections and checked their maps. As she drove home she listened to their tapes and sang to Jesus.

* * * * * * * * *

He sat in an office while she worshipped Jesus.

He had traveled far and felt a need to relax. She’d spent a hectic weekend with a sick child and felt a need for spiritual renewal. She prayed and sang and caressed her worn Bible as one massaging the shoulders of an old friend. She warmly anticipated his advertised skill and hoped that he would make the Word come to life in her heart.

He sat in an office and contemplated his calendar as one reexamining his trophy wall. The undesirable appointments – those with too few people, too little prestige, or too little money – had been replaced with appointments appropriate to his status. He checked his outline and made an adjustment he thought might more powerfully impact this audience. He heard the singing, prayed quickly, and headed for the arena, tugging his cuffs and tightening his tie as he walked. He had worked with this worship leader before and knew he would prepare the audience well. They would be ready when it was time for the real spiritual uplifting he would bring.

She absorbed every word he said. She laughed; she cried; she learned more about Jesus. She praised God for giving such gifts to this teacher. His voice, his gestures, his understanding of the Word, and his stories intertwined into eloquence. He touched her heart and strengthened her spirit.

She shook his hand and thanked him for helping her. She asked if he might have a few moments to share her life and gain his counsel. He smiled with practiced affection and declined gracefully.

Inwardly he rejected the frustration of spending time with her, listening to those same old problems he used to hear in his early ministry. He now knew that wasn’t his gift. His gift is preaching and he couldn’t let this “problem person” take any of his focus from that gift. He’d be gone tomorrow, she needed someone local to talk to. Besides, arrangements had already been made to enjoy a pleasant meal with several of the prominent church members at the country club.

He lunched with dignitaries and forgot her name. She prayed for him and his ministry.

* * * * * * * * *

He stood at a booth while she worshipped Jesus.

He believed in his ministry and chose not to leave his booth for fear of missing latecomers. She had taken unpaid leave to attend this gathering and wanted all the spiritual good she could gain.

She browsed the booths during the breaks, buying and subscribing.

She studied the schedule, choosing her classes carefully, disappointedly longing for a way she could attend them all. She ordered more tapes than her budget allowed. She attended every celebration, giving her whole being to singing, praying, and listening.

She stopped by his booth, learned of his dedication to his cause, and became a participant in his ministry. He worked hard all day, visiting with the guardians of other booths when things were slow.

As the evening celebration started he knew the booth traffic would not reappear until morning. He straightened his display, loosened his tie, and headed for the restaurant. She looked for a seat; he looked for the door. His ministry was done for this day. God wouldn’t need him again until tomorrow. If anything exciting happened in the evening service, he would buy the tape. He appreciated workshops but his ministry got outside of buildings and really made things happen in people’s lives.

Exhausted but uplifted she left the last service of the last day of the workshop. She walked by his empty booth. He’d left when the crowds thinned. He had packed his ministry neatly into boxes and gone looking for the next market of ministry supporters. He had done well. The results were good and the trip was justified.

He gained a greater base for his ministry. She gained a greater knowledge of Jesus.

* * * * * * * * *

They sat on a bus visualizing how they would enthrall and enthuse their audience.

He sat in an office thinking of which illustration to close with to get the most response from his audience.

He stood at a booth figuring how to get more people to involve themselves in his ministry.

She sat on a pew worshipping Jesus, wanting to be His disciple.

Jesus sat on the pew with her.

Neither the presence of dozens of police and soldiers nor the celebration of International Women’s Day prevented two women from staging a fist fight over a man in Denham Town, west Kingston, yesterday.

The police and soldiers were in the community staging a massive operation in the wake of the fatal shooting of six persons in the area on Monday when the women clashed over the man with whom both women claimed they had an intimate relationship.

Members of the security forces, standing at the intersection of Charles Street and Pink Lane, were startled when two women started arguing just behind them.

“Hey, gal! Me hear say you deh wid me man,” one woman accused the other, oblivious of the throng of lawmen around them.

“Yes! And a what? You no see seh him nuh want you,” the other woman countered.

That answer angered the first woman, and in seconds, fists started to fly.

Stunned, the police and soldiers were slow to react, giving the aggressor time to deliver several blows to her “mate”.

It took pepper spray from one member of the police force to dislodge the women who were kicking, biting, thumping, and snarling while rolling around on the road.

After they were eventually separated and placed in the back of a police vehicle, the full story started to emerge.

“Is yesterday me hear say she deh wid me man and me ask him, and him say nutten no go so, and now me ask the gal and she a come bright,” said the aggressor, who was slightly older than the other woman.

pepper spray

“Is because me body better than yours. That’s why you man look me and him say him no want you again,” said the younger woman as she complained that her eyes were burning her either from the pepper spray or one of the many punches she had received to the face.

Despite repeated instructions from the police to end the quarrel, the two continued as the older woman claimed that she lived with the man who was supporting her and her son while the younger woman defended her right to “tek him”.

The police had detained a number of men during the operation. The man at the centre of this dispute was said to be among the detainees.

“Officer, unnu have the wutless man in the van. Unnu don’t let him out!” the older lady instructed as she threatened to “deal wid him” whenever she sees him again.

With the crowd, including members of the security forces, laughing and giving a recap of the two-minute fight, the women continued to glare at each other.

There was no comment from the man.

The two women were subsequently taken to the Denham Town Police Station, but up to late yesterday, it was not clear if they had been charged.

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