To any and all concerned, On Thursday, April 19th 2012, in the early morning hours I had company at my residence,

320 Welch Road Unit H-2.Three young men were there, two of whom I slightly know, one I do not. The two young men I am familiar with are brothers. Seferino Delaherran, (Chino is his nick name, and he almost always wears a red shirt) is one of them. I have a copy of his identification because there was an incident at my condo in early December of 2011 and he left his wallet. His Tennessee ID # is 115623061. The ID has an address of 362 Fox Glove Drive Unit- A Nashville, TN 37211, but I have heard he almost always stays with his brother, who lives at Pagoda, my condominium complex, in building E, ground floor, left rear. His DOB is 12-28-1990. I think his brothers name is Nick; but I am bad with names. We talked, drank some beer, and played music till close to dawn. I noticed they started acting suspicious, told them I was going to the bathroom, and walked down the hallway just out of their view. It was then my suspicions were confirmed. I heard one of the three tell the other two, Ill take care of him, you get the stuff in front and you get the stuff in back.(Verbatim) I was able to talk them into leaving, barricaded myself inside the condo, and called 911. It took 54 minutes for the Officers to arrive. During that time, one of them came to my door to ask for a ride. I told him I would call for and pay for a cab, but I was not going to open the door. He was very persistent. After I told him I could have a cab there in 5 minutes but it would take me at least 10 to get ready, he still tried to persuade me to open the door. I also saw and heard others outside the condominium making threatening statements and banging on the windows. I was terrified. It is my belief that the stress during the 54 minute wait threw me into some sort of mental state; possibly as a defense mechanism. I think I was also in a state of shock. I told the 911 operator I had a razor knife and would throw it as soon as I saw the police. I was in fear of my life, however, that would still be considered very unusual behavior for me. When the Officers arrived, I immediately tossed the razor knife and called my wife and asked if she would come over.

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We quickly determined I needed to move for safety reasons. Harriett, my wife, arranged for movers to come right away; she has a relationship with Bos Moving. The movers came and my goal was for them to take large items we could not handle with our vehicles. After the movers left I decided I should seek psychiatric medical help. I did not feel like myself and was acting very strangely. Harriett offered to take me to Vanderbilt Psychiatric Hospital. I did not want to leave my car for fear it would be vandalized. We locked the condo and left. Harriett has a better recollection of all of these events, and has told me I was not myself and was concerned for me. I have asked her to compose a narrative without sharing with each other our memory of what happened. I wanted to eat before going through the admitting process; so we parked my car, went to White Castle, and returned to my car. The plan was to take my car somewhere safe, then on to Vanderbilt. I was parked on the side of Aster Drive, off Paragon Mills Road. The car was facing the opposite direction I needed to go. I looked behind me and saw a driveway, started backing up, and tried to pull into the driveway to turn the car around. I was using my mirrors and accidentally turned the steering wheel the wrong direction. I drove backward into a bushy area and hit a telephone pole. Trying to be responsible, I called the police to take a report. While waiting, I spoke with a couple that lived at the residence the telephone pole was on; told them my horrific story and chatted about computers. When they saw I was being arrested for DUI they were stunned; as was I. An Officer arrived, asked some questions, and then shortly thereafter Officer B. DeWalt, employee # 728076 arrived. Officer DeWalt immediately asked if I had been drinking or if I had taken any medication. I told him the prescription medication I take, what I had taken and when. Due to physical injuries, I am unable to perform the standard field sobriety test. Officer DeWalt asked me to follow a pen with my eyes without turning my head. He repeated this a

few times, informed me I was being arrested for driving under the influence, and placed me in hand cuffs and in the back of his car. That day was disastrous for me. It is my contention that Officer DeWalt confused impairment with my poor mental state and I believe I was in shock. I had taken all of my medication as prescribed; that day and every day since 1998 when I was injured, and 2004 when I was prescribed psychiatric medication. I keep all my medication in a monthly pill calendar box, only getting out the current days meds. This ensures I do not accidentally take more than I should. The medication I take does not impair me. I have a tolerance to the opiates due to taking pain medication for so many years; and by working with my doctors, have adjusted the dosage to only what is necessary. I was in the back of the police car for some time, and being hand cuffed sitting on a hard surface was very uncomfortable. I tried shifting positions several times, including laying on my side. I mention this because I am told I fell asleep several times. That is not true; I was WAY too uncomfortable to sleep. Though it is true I was awake all night the night of April 18th-19th; as of yet no one has asked me when I last had some sleep. In fact, I slept all day Wednesday, April 18th. I cannot attest to the exact times, but remember going to sleep before the sun rose on Wednesday, April 18th, and waking up in the early evening. I am currently dealing with a great deal of stress witch has had an effect on my sleep pattern. I have been working with my psychiatrist, Dr. Scott Ruder, on this issue as well as others. Lack of sleep was not a factor here. I have gaps in my memory from Thursday morning until Friday afternoon. I do recall possibly exhibiting rude and disrespectful behavior to Officer DeWalt. I would like to apologize for anything I did or said that was uncalled for. I was raised better than that and I am ashamed for my actions. I have the utmost respect for the men and women in uniform that protect this countrys freedom and those that protect us here at home. Being arrested for DUI, knowing I was not impaired, was the last straw, per se, to probably the worst day of my life. I make no excuses however; I do understand our police officers are just doing their job. I simply was not myself at that time. Officer DeWalt; I am sorry.

Thank you and have a blessed day; David Hammons

Side note: At the time of these occurrences my wife and I were separated and living apart. We spend more time together now, and are working toward our goals. Dave