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Dear Friend,



I’ve started and stopped this letter more times than I can count.


How do you write something like this? How do you explain the kind of fear that
keeps you awake at night and never lets you breathe fully?


My husband Dave is on trial right now.
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Here’s a photo of us together during happier times.


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The jury could start deliberating any day.



And I’m terrified we’re about to lose him.



That’s why I’m doing something I never imagined I’d have to do—I’m reaching
out to kind-hearted strangers and asking for help.
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Dave is a police officer. A veteran. A father to three girls. He’s the man who
held my hand through every hard season, who’s always been our rock. But today
he’s the one who’s breaking—and I don’t know how to help him anymore.



Six years ago, he did what he thought was right.



He reported another officer for excessive force.


He wasn’t even at the scene—but he followed protocol, told the truth, and sent
it up the chain.



For that, they came after him.



They said he lied. They said he covered it up.


They indicted him. Suspended him without pay.


We lost everything—his job, his pension, our savings, our peace.



But after four long years, the state admitted they got it wrong.


The charges were dropped. We thought we were finally free.



And then the federal government brought it all back. Same incident. Same
accusations.



Only now, it’s worse.



Now, Dave is facing 20 years in federal prison.


And this time, we have nothing left.



I’m clinging to one last hope—that the kindness of others will carry us
through.
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Our little girls don’t understand what’s happening.



They see their dad anxious, quiet, sometimes crying when he thinks we’re not
looking.



Our oldest asked me yesterday, “What if Daddy has to go away?”



I didn’t know what to say.



He’s the most honest, loyal, hardworking man I know. He put on that uniform to
serve, not to lie.



And now the country he served is trying to bury him.



I don’t know what else to do.



So I’m asking for help.



If you’re reading this… if you’ve ever loved someone so much that it hurt to
watch them suffer…please consider helping us.
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We can’t afford his legal defense. Not anymore. But we can’t afford to lose
him either.



Whatever you can give—thank you.


And if you can’t give, please pray for him. For us. For our girls.

Thank you for listening to our story.



With all my heart,



Jennifer Finnerty

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