Today a beautiful woman is unable to celebrate her 19th birthday because of the actions of another. Please think before you drink and drive. I love you Rachel Price. #playforprice
On Monday, Corwin walked to the death chamber with the warden, the chaplain and the five-member “tie-down” team at 6:04 p.m. A minute later he was strapped in place.
A pair of IV tubes from a separate room were run through an opening in the blue wall, the needles inserted in his right arm and left hand. The witnesses were summoned, led past the hidden hearse to the death house. They filed into two observation rooms to Corwin’s right. In one were two friends of the condemned man; in the other, relatives of three women he killed for no sane reason.
The blinds were pulled open so the witnesses could see.
“I regret what happened and I want you to know I’m sorry,” Corwin said into a microphone dangling over his head, before the chemicals flowed. “I just ask and hope that sometime down the line that you can forgive me. I think in a lot of ways that without that, it becomes very empty and hollow, and the only thing we have is hatred and anger.”
At 6:33 p.m., he was pronounced dead, and wheeled out to the hearse