Sublime

“Because if it is true and it is this bad, then everyone knows. If they knew, they’d stop it, right? Surely no one really believes medals are worth more than little girls.”

I choose to forgive. I choose to want Larry’s repentance and salvation because it is what he needs, not what I want.

The federal judge went ballistic at sentencing since I pled guilty to the state cases. . . . I was sentenced to 60 years. Not proper, appropriate, fair. . . . I tried to avoid a trial to save the stress to this community, my family, the victims, yet look what is happening. . . . I was a good doctor because my treatments worked, and those patients t

“I’ve been coming for you for a long time,” she told Larry, her voice tinged with anger and power. “I’ve told counselors your name in hopes that they would report you. I’ve reported you to Child Protective Services twice. I gave a testament to get your medical license revoked. “Perhaps you have figured it out by now,” she said, without flinching. “

I submit to you that the preeminent question in this case as you reach a decision about how best to satisfy the dual aims of this court is the same question that I asked Judge Neff to consider in Larry’s federal sentencing: How much is a little girl worth? How much is a young woman worth?

I learned the hallmarks of abusers when I was nine. Because of severe asthma and allergies, I also learned early on that even the best-intentioned doctors embark on treatment plans that can be uncomfortable. But it would be years before I realized how cleverly patterns of abuse could masquerade as sincerity, or how kindly they might be packaged.

There were bright spots too, like the day Coach Tom Brennan accompanied one of his athletes to the witness stand, and the world got to see what it looked like when an adult responded properly to allegations of abuse.[1] I wanted to cry as I heard Tom explain that he’d been a longtime friend of Larry’s—a colleague, even. Larry was his advisor after

“I have this quote above my desk,” she added. “‘Our job is to move a case towards justice. . . . We aren’t the court of justice, but we can be part of reaching for justice.’[3] . . . How do you use this coverage to talk about how predators operate? If we don’t do that, we failed. Anybody can take notes in court or tweet or point a camera.”