FOR four years she drove around with an urn filled with what she thought were her beloved boy’s ashes, criss-crossing the country and advocating for police reform.
Crystina Page’s son, David, had been killed by cops at the age of 20 and she spoke out about the need for change, meeting with families in similar situations. Having David’s remains beside her was a powerful symbol – a way of keeping him close as well as a reminder of the brutality that had taken him away.
The last thing she was expecting was a call from the FBI telling her the contents of the urn did not belong to her son. David was still
