William Earl Lynd, 53, was put to death at Jackson state prison in Georgia late on Tuesday after a final meal of two pepper jack barbecue burgers with crispy onions, baked potatoes with sour cream, bacon and cheese, and a large strawberry milkshake.
I reported this news to my kid, who thought for a moment and said admiringly “He had good taste.” It’s the kind of meal a teenager wants, even when he’s in his room and not on Death Row.
Don’t feel too bad for Mr. Lynd. He admitted that after shooting his girlfriend and putting her in the trunk, he “heard her thumping around” and then opened the trunk to blast her in the head one more time.
R.I.P., William Lynd. At least you got your burgers!
On a lighter note, six years ago at Louisiana State Penitentiary in Angola, Leslie Martin was executed by lethal injection…. “Much himself even during his final moments, a sort of death row class clown, he told his lawyer ‘You’re fired,’ just after he received the fatal dose.”
I hope to go out like Mr. Martin, although I don’t like the sound of his last meal: crawfish stew, oatmeal cookies and chocolate milk. This is the type of thing we often talk about in my family. One member has already put in an order for egg rolls.
If I go to hell, I hope Leslie Martin is in the cell next to mine.
My last meal would be all the stuff I deny myself now: pizza, cake, ice cream, and assorted junk food items that come packaged in bags.
I don’t know where you find this stuff, but keep it comin!
But have you ever HAD really good Crawfish Etouffee? You’re not from Louisiana, you wouldn’t understand. Seriously, my mom’s Crawfish Bisque would very likely be on the menu for my last meal. I don’t know about the oatmeal cookies and chocolate milk, but I definitely get the Crawfish “Stew” (I’ve never heard of STEW per se, but I get the point).
Okay, the Bisque it is! How about a nice white wine with that?