
Death Row, Nevada


A Plea to the People of the World for
Help...
My name is Tracy Petrocelli. I am on Death Row in Nevada, USA.
My case is near the end of the Appeals process and I urgently need the
help of people who oppose the atrocity of capital punishment so that I
can obtain an
Attorney experienced in this late phase of the death penalty to give me
a chance to live.
Confined to a small cell for 22 hours each day, it is not the first
time in my life that I have faced death.
As a baby, I was abused and abandoned and left to die; and, as a Marine
in the Vietnam War,
I was wounded in action while my buddy next to me was killed.
My early childhood years were spent in an orphanage.
This was a very lonely and uncertain time as I waited for a family.
I remember always having my suitcase packed ready for the next move.
I have a memory one Christmas of over-hearing my adoptive family
discuss whether they should return me to the orphanage.
I can recall the teasing I endured as a child because I was an orphan
and the deep pain that this caused.
I was, and remain, acutely aware and embarrassed by the fact that I do
not have a family.
Despite the harshness of my early years, I think that I proved that
children can be very resilient.
I developed a love of reading and took delight in investigating how
mechanical things worked;
moreover, I found an enduring refuge in the wonders of the natural
world.
As a child, I was an avid watcher of wildlife programs on television
which, in turn,
led me as a young teenager to work in a zoo helping to care for small
animals and birds.
This is how I became devoted to caring for the environment.
The Vietnam War had a huge effect on my life, as was true for so
many of my generation who went to fight for their country.
I joined the Marines and went off to war before I was out of my teens.
Whereas,
I believed that at last I would find inclusion and acceptance in
serving my country,
life in the Services proved to be a lonely experience.
I
was younger than many with whom I served and I missed the support of
family
- especially when on leave and when I returned wounded from Vietnam.
I also keenly felt the rejection that the Vietnam Veterans witnessed at
home-coming
and this had a devastating effect on my life, as was true for many
others.
It has been a saving grace in the pattern of my life that sunshine has
invariably followed the rain.
During my 20s through much hard work and discipline, I was able to
establish a productive life so as
to be able to extend help to many people in need in different parts of
the world.
I
planned on this being my life's work. And it was through this avenue
that I at last
found the acceptance and a sense of family that had been missing in my
life.
For this reason, I am now turning back to the nurturing source I
experienced many years ago for the help I now need.
Under circumstances of extreme hardship, I have retained the hope and
the will to survive.
But I know that I am at a point where, unless help is forth-coming, I
will be put to death
- and so I most earnestly ask for your support to help me live.
I sincerely thank you for reading my story. I hope that I hear from you.
While I would greatly appreciate any financial assistance, there are
other ways to help...
PLEASE WRITE:

Tracy
Petrocelli 17493,
PO Box 1989,
Ely, NV 89301,USA


