Phone Call Confirms The State Knew Michael Was SMI

Such tragedy for both families that was preventable. Our mental disabled people are not treated properly. Its as if just put them away for awhile n pretend they are not there. Act is if nothing is wrong. They talk so much about reform n making inmates a productive member of society when released, tons of money goes to these facilities but nothing is being truly done to reform anyone. Shame on our systems!

I honestly believe if Micheal got the help he needed when he was crying out for help as i seen he did the outcome wouldve been better the state claims they wanna help people but when they go look for it they get denied just because someone looks okay on the outside doesn’t mean there right on the inside but thats not the case the Department of Corrections need to do there jobs properly and they need to be accountable for not helping Michael when he needed/asked for it.

I’m almost speechless at this entire thing, still to this day. I haven’t known what to even say, because there’s so much. None of this would have happened if the department of corrections listened to my brother when he asked for help. He knew something was wrong and told the facility not to release him yet. They ignored him and sent him on his way. Nothing I can do can bring back Elijah or Michael and that truth hurts every day. But what we can do together is bring these flaws in the system and their blatant lies to light,
and do what we can together to keep this from happening again. They need to change the way they handle the incarcerated mentally ill. They also need to take accountability for the two lives that were taken. We need justice. We need change.

It’s really a shame that our system failed Micheal. The situation that happened shouldn’t have happened if they would have taken care of his mental health while being there like that had been discussed instead of releasing him with out even telling his family members. He wouldn’t have been wondering. This shouldn’t have happened. The boy that got caught in the cross fire was from the lax of care and the laziness that the facility performed. Micheal was an amazing man not a racist bone in his body! Love every one excepted everyone. He is a child of god who yes lost his way, but most people do. The lax of care he had received in that facility should be made right for both family. Justice for That boy and justice for Micheal, the facility should be held accountable for what has happened.

Oh god, where do I begin? I am going to start this rant by addressing that Mikal was such a pure and loving person. He was this individual that could move mountains with his charisma. He had such an energy to him that his mere presence would make you want to be the best you that you could be. He dreamed, he loved, he lived. He was an amazing person and his ever lasting personality had a HUGE impact on everyone he came in contact with. Wether it was good or bad, he was not someone you forgot about after meeting. He was a Health freak and he was a free spirit. He would go broke and hungry if it meant you were taken care of or better off then him. He found peace knowing that his family was Okay and that their lives were taken care of, even if his wasn’t. He was a loving and caring individual. He was my best friend. He’s been apart of my life on and off for the past 15 years.

Michael Paul adams was not this violent monster or piece of trash that the media wants to portray him as. He was a father, a brother, a son, an amazing friend, and most of all he was human. He was my best friend of many many years, and growing up, you could never imagine the amount of fun and pure joy we would experience as young adults trying to find ourselves in this dark world.
We met at Marley park elementary school in surprise Arizona. We hit it off immediately and we became close as friends. We would date the friends of each others girlfriends and we would even come to find out, lived in the same neighborhood. We hung out after school then we ended up hanging out DAILY, even to the point of me never going home and just practically living with the adams family for weeks at a time. We would share clothes, we were known for our hair styles and our clothing choices. I had large liberty spikes and Mikal adams had his long either colorful or jet black hair. I was into dirt bikes and Mikal was into skateboarding and guitar. We would never crash each other’s styles, if anything we would engage in one another’s uniqueness and in the end we would end up creating our own style that went well either alone or together it was as if our friendship was just so in tune with each other we would just feed off each other. One was the gas and one was the light. We were so wild and free it was an amazing time. We were without a doubt an unbreakable force and we just stomped our way through life not caring about anything but to be as free spirited as possible.

As time went on, we would both later get separated due to distance and even that wouldn’t stop us from hanging out every once in a while. After mikal, I had to find new friends and would later end up getting involved with people that were not the best people to get involved with. I would later get into heavy drugs and me and Mikal would end up drifting for a few years. Staying relevant through social media or telephone. I would end up later moving back to California and our friendship would remain stagnant but still relevant. One day I met this marine named Jeremy and we became close and had a a strange connection, I say strange because at the time he was not someone who I would normally hang out with but for some reason I had this strong urge to befriend him. Come to find out he was originally from phx. We would later find out that he in fact was not only from phx but he was a mutual friend of someone, once very close to me, MIKAL PAUL ADAMS.

It was epic and looking back now I think that was gods way of showing me that no matter how far apart we would get he was always going to be apart of my life. Our friendship would end up being so much bigger then I ever imagined at that point, because he would end up coming down to California to visit and we would end up talking about dreams of him moving down to Cali and starting his nutrition business and we would talk about being roommates and how grand that would’ve been.

Then once again I would battle my own personal demons and would end up losing the fight and getting back into drugs and we would slowly stop talking and then our conversations would end up being less and less. I would end up meeting my amazing girlfriend Alex who I have been with for 9 years now; and we would end up getting pretty serious pretty fast. I end up cleaning up again and then one day me and Mikal start talking and at this point my life was in a whole new direction and I would notice mikal acting a lil different and his “dreams and ambitions” would sound more like strange rambling phone calls, I would just brush it off and think mikal was drunk or high and he was just “ not himself”. He would continue to call me and I would end up getting to the point that I would almost push it off and just completely ignore phone calls sometimes due to me being at work or something and mikals rants would take up time I didn’t always have available. I would stop hearing from him completely and all together I would go on with my life and that happened for a few years. He then would cross my mind so I would reach out or look for him and would find out he was in jail or prison. I wished him the best and would continue with my life.
I would end up battling my demons once more and this time In full force. I would lose everything except my woman, and I would end up going to jail and getting caught in the system. One day My girl said she was pregnant and I dropped everything and began my journey of sobriety and the straight and narrow. Mikal would just be a memory till one day I would go on social media and see the terrible news of what happened and what mikal had done. It would be a shock and almost unbelievable. Mikal adams could not have done these things. I would end up calling his father Paul and I would even end up saying to him “innocent until proven guilty” trying to be hopeful.
Paul would turn it down and say “no john he actually did this..” I and would find out that mikal suffered from a a couple medical diagnosis and that would then trigger me to start flashing back to all the phone calls he would give me and all the wild rants he would have. All the times I would shut him out thinking he was drunk were the times he Probably needed me the most. It breaks my heart to this day that I wasn’t able to be there for him like I wish I couldve been. The only thing that makes me keep on going is the mere fact that I was dealing with my own issues and was raising my own family and life kinda just got in the way; plus I lived 345 miles away so distance didn’t help.

Flashback to the story, They would later administer a shot that would make him regain his Normal self again and I am so thankful that I was able to regain a friendship with him after everything and I was able to continue talking to him and would put money on his books or phone so he could call me. We would talk every week and we would just talk about everything and it was like we were kids again. He would tell me about the books he was reading and how they would give him a chance to disappear into another realm for a bit. He would always ask me how I was and how my life was going. He would always share positive messages of making sure to marry my woman and how he wishes he could get married. He was almost the same mikal he was many many years ago. I talked to him almost every week, and I even talked to him the day before he died.

THE POINT OF MY RANT IS MIKAL PAUL ADAMS, was failed by the Arizona department of corrections. They should’ve given mikal the proper treatment and proper guidance once he was originally released AND maybe Elijah and Mikal would both be alive today. MIKAL WAS NOT THIS MONSTER. He was sick, he was mentally unstable and needed proper medical help. I want people to remember my brother as a good person and understand the problem with the way we view mental sickness. I wish I would’ve noticed the changes in him and were able to come to a different view point and maybe I could’ve done something but I believe everything happens for a reason and that brings me much comfort to believe that mikals purpose in life was bigger then anyone could ever fathom.

MY Promise TO MIKAL:
I will never forget you mikal and I promise to continue to walk this path of life and never look back. You will always be my best friend and you will always be my brother. You will always be remembered as an amazing individual and you will always be apart of me. I wish I could’ve introduced you to my family and my son and I pray that your daughter grows up knowing the amazing person you were. I love you man I love you so much and I wish there was more I could’ve done, just know I always thought of you and I always will. I will continue to stay in contact with your family so I can have that part of you still. You will forever be In my heart and I will always love you brother. Please look down on me forever and show me signs your watching. I will always remember to watch out for them. Rest in paradise my boy, i hope to see you again one day. Till another life, may god bless your soul.

There is absolutely no excuse or an apology that will EVER be sufficient enough to anyone and everyone regarding the case of Michael Paul Adams. I am absolutely appalled, and embarrassed to actually live in a state, where the justice system had failed tremendously on several accounts. The turmoil that this has caused could have saved the lives of the two men involved. I am distraught, that those who took an oath to uphold their responsibility, to serve and protect didn’t withstand their promises. It sickens me, knowing that the system neglected the life of Michael Adams. To know that the system was biased towards an individual with Mental illness. The fact that the Justice system purposely disregarded his mental illness on multiple counts and occasions, is very concerning. Michael Adams was STILL human. He was treated so poorly, and neglected by many.

Listening to the recorded phone call was very-alarming. The phone call definitely was an eye opener as to how individuals are treated.
You can very clearly tell, the gentleman answering the questions seemed nervous, as he had a quavered voice. You can hear his voice shaking in fear as the gentleman seemed frightened. This gentlemen seems that he knows more to the story. It’s almost as if he is keeping everything short, as if he doesn’t want to say anything more by accidentally giving out more information or details that could potentially get him into trouble. It also seems as though he is trying to end the call quickly trying to save himself, and his career by pawning Mr. Adams off to other people, so that he can find out information through others.

I am so blessed that I was able to know Michael for who he was before illness.

Michael was so full of life, and had a passion for people. He was so full of gratitude.

Michael, always had a smile of his face he was always so positive, uplifting and empowering to many. He never had to think twice if someone was in need; Michael was always willing to help absolutely anyone. He cared for everything living and breathing. Not only did he have a passion for people but he also had a passion for music there was never a time where I didn’t see him without a guitar in his arms. Not only did Michael have talent, but he also had a gift, he definitely was a walking testimony.