She was about as old as I. O.J. was as old as my abusive husband. Our "fame," was growing and he was part African American. It looked too much like us and I watched that trial every single day. I did not tour for that time and watched what happened to her wondering and wondering...
Sometimes he watched it with me and I knew he wanted O.J. to get off. My other male friends that I was "allowed," to talk to, wanted him convicted.
The day he got off, I just stared at the television in shock. A producer we knew come in the door of our home without knocking and just stared at me. We just stared. He, the producer, was aware of my abuse and wanted to help me very badly. He and I were in wonderment. My husband at the time was satisfied and took the side of O.J., quietly but firmly as we just stood and stared.

We spent huge amounts of time in Brentwood recording and such and again, they were TOO much like us, even down to being mixed race. I owned that pain most of the trial.

The letter gives me that same stare as does O.J. with his new legal problems.

/why?
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