Martin Conmey walks the long, hard road to justice
WHEN I first met Martin Conmey 15 years ago, I didn’t hold out much hope that a day like yesterday would ever arrive.
Conmey was in the early stages of trying to clear his name, having been convicted in 1973 of killing a young woman who was both a neighbour and a family friend.
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