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JACKSONVILLE, FL –- An illegal alien who hit and killed a Jacksonville karate instructor while driving under the influence of alcohol was sentenced to 10 years in prison Monday.28-year-old Marliano Alberto accepted the sentence as part of a plea bargain. The judge also revoked his license for the rest of his life.Police say Alberto was drinking and speeding when he crashed into 27-year-old Russell Nevado’s car on A.C. Skinner Drive last April.Nevado’s family, friends and students filled the courtroom Monday for the sentencing. Several people spoke, including Nevado’s fiancée, Sherry Mendoza.
“Russell represented the meaning of being a true angel,” she told the courtroom. “He lived life to the fullest, putting thought and effort into other people, his family and himself.”Nevado was a black belt karate instructor at his family’s studio. He and Mendoza planned to get married, start a family and open another karate studio.

His mother, Marilyn Nevado, broke down in tears as she described the day police showed up at her door to tell her about her son’s death. She says that she didn’t believe them until the officers showed her his driver’s license.

“It felt like my chest had been stabbed many times and someone ripped my heart out of my chest,” she said.

She said their family hasn’t been the same since Nevado’s death, but she hopes the sentencing will help them move forward with their lives. Still, she said, burying her son was the hardest thing she ever had to do.

“With no hesitation I would have given my life for my son to have lived longer.”

http://www.firstcoastnews.com/news/news-article.aspx?storyid=92015

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I am in the worse of situations. I am from Europe and came here to achieve the American dream. Now, I am married to a man with mental issues and to top it off nine months pregnant. My family in Europe is poor and cannot help me. My life was so promising. I started out as a successful fashion model and traveled all over the world making a lot of money. Then I went back to school and was doing really good attending college full time and working. Then I met my husband and all my problems started. I admit I married him way to quick and his extreme neediness sucked me into a spiral I couldn’t get out of. He lied to me from the get go, and when I tried to leave him, he completely lost it and threatened to kill himself. I obviously was worried that he really might hurt himself and stayed. I stayed through all his weekly intoxicated ventures and irresponsible behaviors, I stayed through all his insane shopping sprees I even stayed when I found out that he had much less money than he really had. I stayed and stayed and always tried to see the best in him and hope that perhaps one day a miracle might bring some stability in this insanity. My savings soon dwindled and so did my sense of control. Three years after meeting him, I quit college in my third year, my money was gone and I discovered I was pregnant. During this whole pregnancy his mental health has gotten even worse. He started abusing everything that came in his hands, from taking Ambien and driving to excessive dosages of Lorazepam and alcohol. During my pregnancy he started yelling at me in public, tried to jump out a window and I had to hold him back smashed his head through a car’s windshield and was put into a mental institution after driving erratically in March 2009 and causing two car accidents in one day. I had hope that he could get the help he needed, but couple of months later, he stopped going to his AA meetings, I caught him with Ambien, never once was there for me or attempted to be of any support. He couldn’t even clean the littler box during my pregnancy. It is always about him and nobody else. He was on bipolar medication for the past months and nothing seemed to help. Then, three days ago, he mixed his bipolar medication with alcohol again and completely went off the deep end again. He is now in a mental institution again. He comes from a rich family (his father is a doctor), but himself has no money, just debt. He was a medical resident and got kicked off his first year due to who knows what. He now most likely will lose his new position as well. I am going to have the baby exactly one month from now and I am at the end of my robe. I have no money, I am two semesters short of having finished my education, I am thousands of miles away from my home country and I have a complete psycho husband. I am still in love with him and when I married him, I promised to stick with him through good and bad, but when does the bad become inexcusable? Hi parents are about as unsupportive as it gets. They haven’t even called me for two days to ask how their son or I am doing. A part of me feels really bad for my husband and I do want to help him, but another part just about had it.

I am in the worse of situations. I am from Europe and came here to achieve the American dream. Now, I am married to a man with mental issues and to top it off nine months pregnant. My family in Europe is poor and cannot help me. My life was so promising. I started out as a successful fashion model and traveled all over the world making a lot of money. Then I went back to school and was doing really good attending college full time and working. Then I met my husband and all my problems started. I admit I married him way to quick and his extreme neediness sucked me into a spiral I couldn’t get out of. He lied to me from the get go, and when I tried to leave him, he completely lost it and threatened to kill himself. I obviously was worried that he really might hurt himself and stayed. I stayed through all his weekly intoxicated ventures and irresponsible behaviors, I stayed through all his insane shopping sprees I even stayed when I found out that he had much less money than he really had. I stayed and stayed and always tried to see the best in him and hope that perhaps one day a miracle might bring some stability in this insanity. My savings soon dwindled and so did my sense of control. Three years after meeting him, I quit college in my third year, my money was gone and I discovered I was pregnant. During this whole pregnancy his mental health has gotten even worse. He started abusing everything that came in his hands, from taking Ambien and driving to excessive dosages of Lorazepam and alcohol. During my pregnancy he started yelling at me in public, tried to jump out a window and I had to hold him back smashed his head through a car’s windshield and was put into a mental institution after driving erratically in March 2009 and causing two car accidents in one day. I had hope that he could get the help he needed, but couple of months later, he stopped going to his AA meetings, I caught him with Ambien, never once was there for me or attempted to be of any support. He couldn’t even clean the littler box during my pregnancy. It is always about him and nobody else. He was on bipolar medication for the past months and nothing seemed to help. Then, three days ago, he mixed his bipolar medication with alcohol again and completely went off the deep end again. He is now in a mental institution again. He comes from a rich family (his father is a doctor), but himself has no money, just debt. He was a medical resident and got kicked off his first year due to who knows what. He now most likely will lose his new position as well. I am going to have the baby exactly one month from now and I am at the end of my robe. I have no money, I am two semesters short of having finished my education, I am thousands of miles away from my home country and I have a complete psycho husband. I am still in love with him and when I married him, I promised to stick with him through good and bad, but when does the bad become inexcusable? Hi parents are about as unsupportive as it gets. They haven’t even called me for two days to ask how their son or I am doing. A part of me feels really bad for my husband and I do want to help him, but another part just about had it.