I spent two days sitting at his desk weighing the decision. It was not one I came to lightly, but ultimately it was mine to make. I was going to be judged one way or another. I stand by it. I may be wrong, I'll concede that, but progress at the expense of humanity are steps in the wrong direction. I don't feel that my father and Selma died in vain. I can only hope the other victim's family's feel the same way. It's possible I made a mistake, but at the end of the day, I, unlike my grandfather, am only human.