DIANNE POST has been an attorney for over 34 years.
For 18, she practiced family law in the Phoenix area representing battered women and molested children in family
and juvenile court. Since 1998, she has been doing international human rights work mainly in gender-based violence,
lived in five countries and worked in 14. She is the Chair
of Legal Redress for the Maricopa County NAACP and coordinator for the Central Arizona National Lawyers Guild.
July 16, 1988 dawned in Avondale, Arizona
with the same early morning heat and brilliant sun that had
been blazing for several months. Quickly, the temperature
rose from an early morning low of 86 degrees to 113 as 19-
year-old Kim Donaldson, a beautiful woman with long chestnut curls and liquid brown eyes, did the Saturday cleaning of
her two-bedroom mobile home and chased after Ashley, her
18-month-old daughter. David Carrizoza, her 22-year-old
live-in boyfriend and father of her child, spent the day lying
around the house. He was unemployed except for occasional
work as an umpire for local softball games. He and Kim had
been together for four stormy years.
Kim enjoyed her day off from the cosmetic department at
the local Walgreens and looked forward to the dance that
night at St. John Vianney’s Catholic Church. The dances
were an important social event in this small town of 18,000,
and Kim loved nothing better than to dance. Denise, Kim’s
sister, would watch Ashley while Kim went to the dance with
David. The arrangements were made during their only outing that day—a walk to the drugstore because the car was
broken. When Kim left for the evening, she had no idea it
would be the last time that she would be able to hug her
At 9:00 p.m., Kim and David walked to the bowling alley
and bowled a couple of games while having rum and cokes.
At about 9: 30, they arrived at the church at La Posada and
Central in Goodyear, a different town, but only eight blocks
from their home. The boundaries of the towns Avondale and
Goodyear crisscross, so it’s often difficult to know for sure
what town an address is in. The blacktop parking lot traversed the red-brick church that had a small entryway to its
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