Justice for Mychael Johnson legal fees

Justice for Mychael Johnson On March 20th, 2020 Mychael Johnson’s life was stolen by Tallahassee Police Department officer Zackri Jones. Mychael Johnson, a loving father of four, son and sibling, is survived by two sisters and a brother. His family desperately seeks answers while receiving nothing but radio silence from TPD who killed another unarmed black man. In the middle of the coronavirus pandemic, Mychael’s family was forced to empty their savings to ensure proper arrangements for him. No family should have to lose their loved one due to police violence. This loss is made especially more painful in the middle of a pandemic, when an in-person goodbye gathering is not possible. We are reaching out to all those who can possibly donate to help Mychael’s family recover their savings and seek justice. Please share and donate to help them recover from arrangements and cover lawyer fees to get answers and demand justice for Mychael Johnson. Any amount will help. If you wish to directly donate to the family please use the following: < cash.app... $Craw22> Some words from family and loved ones: Mychael was born in Chapel Hill, North Carolina; the family moved to Tallahassee when he was two. He was a high school graduate and a father of four, and also the oldest son of four siblings leaving behind two sisters and a brother. He was working in construction as a laborer. He was full of life, a fun and loving person! He cared about his family; he was a protector. — Evelyn Crawford, Mother “I want to start off by sending healing energy to his family. I am forever grateful for Mychael's time he has spent on earth with me. If nobody taught me how to provide or even self love, He did. He was my pillow, he was my mentor for different aspects of life. He was the greatest Father, Boyfriend, Son, Friend, Nephew, Grandson anybody could ask for. We are not perfect but we can act towards it & that’s exactly what kind of person he was. Once again I'm Forever Grateful for the time he has spent with me. We will meet again. — Brittany Johnson