How Fox News Gianno Caldwell sought justice for his murdered brother
The day my little brother was murdered in 2022, he was standing with friends on a street in the Morgan Park community on the South Side of Chicago when a black SUV pulled up and several men got out with various guns and opened fire indiscriminately.For a heartbeat, time seemed to pause, the world holding its breath in confusion.Then came the recognition — the burst of defensive moves and noise; the staccato crack-crack-crack, harsh and unnatural against the night.
People screamed, the sound primal and raw, as the crowd scattered. The SUV now sped away, its engine roaring, leaving behind more cries and glittering fragments of shattered glass.Some 50 shell casings were found on the street, and bullets went through the windows of nearby houses.
Three in the crowd were rushed to the hospital; only two survived.Christian had just turned 18 years old. He loved school and sports and was excited about starting college.
So much so that he and I had taken the tour at the University of California, Los Angeles, when he was just 16.His future was very bright.The police tell me Christian was not the intended target.
He just happened to be standing in the wrong place at the wrong time.He was part of a legacy now.
Slaughtered.Another innocent victim of America’s ongoing violence.
And my family was now part of this terrible escalating pattern.“Heartbroken” isn’t enough.
My family’s hearts were shattered.I was — and remain — devastated and beyond understanding.My grief was quickly accompanied by a burning need to learn more, to uncover why things like Christian’s murder happen far too often.
To know how our laws, institutions and societal values perpetuate tragedies like his.To ensure that others never experience the same loss my family has and that justice truly serves the people it should protect.I met with hundreds of other experts on these issues as I wrote the book “The Day My Brother Was Murdered.” From district attorneys and congressmen to comm...