Rebecca Jaramillo stepped out of the Santa Fe jail and into the cold one night in January 2021. After two days in a cell, she was free, but no one was there to pick her up. So, with a snowstorm coming, she began the long walk toward town.
The jail in Santa Fe, surrounded by barbed wire and tumbleweed, sits on a remote stretch of highway far from the city’s bustling plaza and historic churches. It is nearly two miles down the highway to the closest gas station, three miles to where a sidewalk starts and eight miles to the nearest homeless shelter.
Ms. Jaramillo, 33, made it only about a mile from the jail that night before she was hit by a sheriff’s deputy driving a police pickup truck at 57 miles per hour. Her body was thrown more than 100 feet, and she was pronounced dead at the scene.
of course it has to be a cop driving a pickup truck
CW: Life in
, brief mention of suicide
When I was let out of jail they put me out into some seriously deplorable climatic conditions besides having just spent over 2 months in an overcrowded jail(there were three suicides in the jail while I was there) the neighboring states had been on fire all summer, our only recreation area had no real windows but a grate-covered gap to the outside that let smoke fill up the area and we could see the orange sky. My ****** got a short term room for me to I guess ease the transition to me living in my car so I was lucky in that. The several mile walk back to town through the wildfire smoke was unpleasant and amplified by the horrible stroad layout of the city that does everything to discourage walking anywhere.