Diaz vs. The State of Florida

Fernandina Beach’s illuminous Krytal. Everything here, on the island is bright and shiny, with the exception of air and water.                                                     

In an actual sociology class (I consider my life to be a class), I had an assignment to sit in on three court cases. There was no mandatory crime, just court.

So, I went into the Jacksonville, Florida courthouse and took my seat. I only remember one case from that day. Continue reading “Diaz vs. The State of Florida”