Relationship Between Stevenson And Walter Mcmilian

Bryan Stevenson first encounters Walter McMilian with the same tentative demeanor he has with the rest of his clients. He enters the situation hearing out the inmate’s side of their stories. From there, he reviews their cases and begins working; regardless if he believes they are guilty or not. However, Stevensons case with McMilian differed from the rest. This was evident right from the beginning. After reviewing Walter McMilian’s case Stevenson knew that he was not guilty. Everything that was stated was based on lies and false accusations that could easily be deemed wrong. However, Stevenson faces many challenges and goes through great lengths to help get McMilian off of death row, and proven not guilty. Through this long journey, Stevenson

104). Not only did Stevenson spend a vast amount of time with Walter, he also got familiar with McMilian’s family. Of course, Walters’s family put a great amount of trust into Bryan and ensured that Bryan knew Walter and his true personality. Therefore, between that and his time spent with Walter, Stevenson and McMilian began to create a relationship. Stevenson gets to know McMilian on a much deeper level as McMilian tells him about himself when Bryan simply visits him to talk about subjects other than the case. Stevenson even shares that as his relationship with Walter grew he began realizing that he was a decent man that meant well. Walter knew his faults and rightly named them, but also made it clear that his character differed greatly than one of a murderer. Although the circumstances are unfortunate in this case of Walter McMilian, it is a clear example of how relationships flourish over the course of time spent together no matter the situation given. I also believe their relationship is a great example of not judging a book by its

However, it begins with the same way I ended theirs – never judge a book by its cover. I was five years old and was still recovering from my parents’ divorce. My father had moved out and it was just my mother, two brothers, and I. As a huge daddy’s girl, I was pretty devastated. Even though my parents’ handled it to the best of their abilities, there is nothing easy about a huge life transition at such a developmental age. To add fuel to the fire, I was already an anxiety ridden child when it came to my parents. Needless to say, I was not one that worked well with the change. That is why when my mother first brought her new boyfriend over I was not exactly thrilled. He did not look like my dad (not that he should), he did not act like dad, and most importantly he was not my father. My mother went about the situation the best way any other mother in her position would. She waited a great amount of time and made sure we knew about him before we even met him. She of course asked us how we felt about him being with her and if we would ever want to meet him or not. I cannot exactly remember what I answered to those questions, but I am sure they were nothing positive. Therefore, from that point it was of course our time to meet him. Let’s refer to him as “Adam”. I remember the first night I met Adam like it was yesterday. He was knocking on the door and my brother and I went to go answer it however,