READ: Brock Turner’s Mother Carleen’s Letter to the Judge

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Carleen turner, pictured in a Facebook photo, and Brock Turner’s mugshot.

A letter to the judge from Brock Turner‘s mother calls the convicted rapist the “most trustworthy and honest person I know.”

The emergence of Carleen Turner‘s glowing assessment of her “beautiful son,” a former Stanford swimmer, comes after his victim’s letter went viral, his father’s letter sparked outrage, and Brock’s own statement maintained the encounter was consensual.

His mother’s letter depicts Brock as a model student and citizen, and she laments the misfortune that has struck her son:

My first thought upon wakening every morning is “this isn’t real, this can’t be real. Why him? Why HIM? WHY? WHY?”

She goes on to describe the devastating effect of this “awful, horrible, terrible, gut-wrenching, life-changing verdict” on her family:

My once vibrant and happy boy is distraught, deeply depressed, terribly wounded, and filled with despair. His smile is gone forever-that beautiful grin is no more. … We are devastated beyond belief. My beautiful, happy family will never know happiness again.

In her concluding plea for mercy, she says Brock isn’t tough enough to survive prison and would be a “target” for other inmates:

I beg of you, please don’t send him to jail/prison. Look at him. He won’t survive it. He will be damaged forever and I fear he would be a major target. Stanford boy, college kid, college athlete- all the publicity……..this would be a death sentence for him.

Below is Carleen’s full letter to Judge Aaron Persky, which was released today as part of a 470-page document dump. If you’re viewing on a mobile device, scroll past the PDF embed to read the text version.

Dear Honorable Judge Persky,

Thank-you for the opportunity to write a letter and introduce you to my son, Brock Turner-the REAL Brock Allen Turner. I am abundantly proud to call him my son; he is my heart, my soul, and brings me great joy. From the time he was a little boy, Brock has always been very easy-going, kind, considerate, and respectful. He is incredibly goal-oriented, hard-working, dedicated, studious, humble, and somewhat introverted. He quietly performs and achieves while shying away from any attention and recognition. He always had a smile on his face, a shy grin that was so endearing. I use past tense in referring to his smile because since the verdict, he has not smiled. The expression on his face is one of pure pain and anguish. It is heart-breaking.

I was lucky to be a stay-at-home mom after Brock was born so of our three kids, he is the one I spent the most time with throughout his life. Since his siblings were in college, he also had 3 years of high school being an only child. We sat down to dinner every night together and had great conversations about his future plans and aspirations. He had big dreams and goals and we knew he would achieve all of them because of his strict work ethic and drive.

He struggled with learning the alphabet and reading in his early days and he was sent to the reading tutor at our school. Some kids might be teased about this but his teacher told me he came back and told the class how great it was and how much fun he had; pretty soon the other kids were asking if they could go to the reading tutor. The teacher told me she had never had that happen before but Brock had a very clever way to turn seeing the tutor into a positive. He also set a goal for himself that he would not have to see the tutor by the end of the year and he met that goal. Even as a youngster, he was setting goals and achieving them. He participated in Cub Scouts during grade school with Dan as his Den leader. The scouts sell popcorn in the fall and after a couple of years, Brock decided he wanted to be the top seller for our region. Dan and I do not take order forms to work if our kids are selling a product-it’s on them to sell. Brock would go door to door to sell, he even got a 90-year old lady to buy some. She couldn’t eat popcorn but was impressed that Brock took the time to sit with her on her front porch and talk to her. That’s the kind of kid he was-very respectful and polite.

Our elementary school put on several programs over the years and the big one was the 6th grade musical. Brock’s class did Oliver and he was chosen to play Bill Sykes, the bad guy. His older brother Brent had played Bill Sykes 5 years before and I think that’s why the teacher cast Brock in the role. For Brent it was a bit of type-casting (he was a handful in elementary school), while Brock wouldn’t stop smiling. The teacher said he is supposed to be a mean guy and she could not get Brock to act mean. That’s just him-a nice guy.

Brock started swimming competitively at the age of 4 on our summer swim team. He has always looked up to his brother and since Brent was on the team, Brock wanted to join. The first time he raced the 25 yard backstroke he looked like he was drowning. His coach jumped in after him, fully clothed and walked beside him but did not touch him so he could finish the race. It wasn’t pretty but he did it! The 200 yard backstroke ended up being his first Olympic Trial cut at age 16 so he certainly came a long way in 12 years! From early on, he just loved swimming. He took to it naturally and throughout the years, every coach he has ever had has described him as “coachable” which is exactly what a coach wants. He took advice and direction and was always looking to improve. His work ethic at practice was unmatched and he inspired the other kids to try harder. It takes an incredible amount of dedication to swim at the level Brock was at and it always came from him. He put a lot of pressure on himself and had quite a nervous stomach. He vomited before many a race but he always seemed to swim better after throwing up. His coaches used to worry about this but it seemed to work for him.

Dan and I never pushed him, this was his love and passion. We supported him by driving him to those early morning practices, driving to after school practices, sitting on hard bleachers for 3 days in a row, many weekends a year; but he loved it so much is was worth it. Whenever I would drop him off at a meet, I would say “good luck and have FUN”. There were so many parents who pressured their kids but to us, this was Brock’s choice. Nothing brought me greater joy than watching him at a swim meet. It wasn’t necessarily the racing that I loved, I enjoyed seeing him hanging in the bleachers with his teammates, standing on the deck talking to his coach, I loved the warm ups, and yes-watching him race was great but it was the look on his face when he touched the wall that I enjoyed. He would set a goal for himself with every race and when he achieved it-that smile. He wasn’t a kid to pound the water, to shove a fist up in the air, to celebrate loudly-he never, ever did that. When he won a race, he always waited for every swimmer to finish and he would shake everyone’s hand. He was never arrogant, cocky, or boastful. Far from it-as a swimmer he was incredibly humble and gracious. At our state high school meet, they always had a local cable reporter interviewing the winners after each race and Brock was gracious but uncomfortable having to talk about himself. He would always try to say he was doing his best for the team. As we traveled to national meets, we would see the same faces from all over the country. Parents talk to each other and I was always so proud of Brock when a parent from another team would tell me how much their son liked swimming with Brock because he is so nice and down-to-earth. There is a lot of down time at a swim meet so the kids hang and get to know each other. Brock was respected by his competitors because of his humble nature.

A Brock moved to high school, the swimming hours increased. Every day he was awake at 4:00am for a 5am practice. He would come home cook his breakfast, head to school, and then back to practice for 2 hours after. He also had a very challenging academic schedule. Our school district is very academically-oriented and people more to Oakwood for the schools. Brook took Honors and AP courses and maintained straight-A’s. I asked him how he managed to the grades he did and his answer was he would be mad at himself if he got a B when he knew he was capable of an A. He was a good student and he was respectful of his teachers. Our high school is small so the kids generally know everyone. Brock made many sacrifices while in high school due to the demands of the swimming schedule; the only football games he attended were Homecoming and he never attended a basketball game. He missed out on many social activities as well. He did hang out with his swimmer friends on weekends but because of their early mornings, they were never out late.

He has a very kind and thoughtful side to him. He always went out of his way to do special things for his girlfriend. Asking a girl to the dances is a big deal around here. For Homecoming senior year, we had a new black lab puppy and [she] just loved the pup. Brock put a sign around Zeke’s neck with “Homecoming?” on it-that was how he asked her and [she] loved it. However, his ‘prom-posal’ was the talk of their class; Brock knew [she] had big expectations and he was having a tough time coming up with a good way to ask her. She invited him to a Dayton Dragons baseball game (the are a Cincinnati Reds farm team) and he called the Dragons to see if they would put “[Name] will you go to prom with me?” on the Jumbotron scoreboard. They did this and during the 3rd inning, [she] was asked to prom! Brock is also very understanding of his very sentimental and emotional mom. The day we moved him in at Stanford, we went out to dinner and when we dropped him at the dorm he hugged me fore a long time. As h walked to the door of the dorm, he turned around and gave a final wave. I was sobbing but he knew I needed that last wave. Leaving him that night was the absolute hardest thing I had ever done. We got to see him in one college swim meet at Texas A&M All the Stanford swim parents were at this particular meet and it was the first time we saw Brock since leaving him at school. He came up in the stands and hugged both Dan and I and he was the only freshman boy to do this. Some of the other parents commented how the wished their boys were that thoughtful. He knew that we needed to touch him-we really missed him. It was so hard having him so far from home. When he was home at Christmas, he broke down crying because he was so homesick.

Brock also has an incredibly kind heart toward the more disenfranchised members of our society. This comes form having an uncle who was severely mentally retarded, had cerebral palsy, and epilepsy. My kids were around my brother from the time they were babies and they all learned quickly how to play and interact with him. Scott did not speak other than to say “bye-bye”. He loved playing with blocks and puzzles so he was kind of like a big-sized toddler. Brock was especially taken with his uncle and spent a lot of time with him. My brother lived at home until his death at age 38. Brock was in the first grade when Scott died. My mom, sister, and I remember how Brock adjusted the quilt covering my brother because it had to be just right for Uncle Scotty. Brock had several classmates who had special needs and his teachers would always say how he was such a nice friend and went out of his way to include the kids. This continued on through high school when he participated with the Oakwood Adapted Athletics (Special Olympics) swim team. He served as an able-bodied partner with the Special Olympians. I will never forget the final meet during his senior year. One of the swimmers, a boy named Theodor, wanted a blue ribbon more than anything. Brock promised him that their relay would get a blue ribbon. Well, the first relay they swam they came in 2nd. This was the ONLY time in swimming that I ever saw Brock upset after a race. He did not want to let Theodor down. They had one more relay and Brock made sure they came in first so Theodor got his blue ribbon! I have always been so proud of Brock for participating with the Special Olympics team during high school. It is very near and dear to my heart and he did it because he genuinely cared for the kids.

There have been many references to Brock being from a wealthy, privileged background and he thinks he is entitled. Your honor, this could not be further from the truth. Dan and I are a working middle-class couple with Midwestern values. Trust me when I say that Silicon Valley, CA is vastly different from the south suburbs of Dayton, OH. We both grew up in Dayton and attended the local public college Wright State University and we lived at home with our parents. Dan is an electrical engineer and works as a civil servant for the Air Force. His dad grew up in an orphanage, found in World War II in the South Pacific, and then worked for NCR. His mom worked full-time for the Air Force back when mothers stayed at home. I am a registered nurse and spent the majority of my career in surgery at a Level 1 Trauma Center with a specialty in gynecology surgery. My dad, a retired school principal, grew up with his four siblings raise by a single mother who worked cleaning offices for NCR. My mom is also a nurse and still works in surgery at the age of 79. We do NOT come from money, rather the opposite. Brock’s brother Brent graduated in 2014 from The University of Cincinnati with a Biomedical engineering degree and he works for a company called Mammotome in Cincinnati. He currently has 30K in student loan debt. Our daughter Caroline graduated last summer from UC with a degree in Fine Arts. She currently has 60K in student loan debt. She is unemployed having quit her job at a coffee shop to stay with Brock after the verdict. Our kids have student load debt because while Dan and I both have decent jobs, we don’t make enough to afford to pay for college. Now, with of the debt we have accumulated form the trial and the 14 months leading up to it……..let’s just say our financial situation is precarious and unstable.

Our lives now exist in 2 phases-prior to the weekend of Jan. 17/18, 2015 and after that weekend. The weekend started out pretty exciting for Dan and I-we sold the home we raised the kids in after Brock graduated. We need to downsize not only the size of the house but our payment. Having Brock in school across the country meant added expenses so we needed some extra money. We moved into our new home on Jan. 17, 2015. Then we got that fateful call from Brock on Sunday the 18th and our world was been spinning apart ever since. This house now reminds me of the horror of that moment. I have not decorated the house nor have I hung anything on the walls. I am a mom who loves family pictures but I haven’t had the heart to put photos around of our family being happy. How can I? We will never be happy again. Those happy family times are gone forever, replaced by despair, fear, depression, anxiety, doubt, and dread. I don’t think I have been able to take a deep breath since this happened. My first thought upon wakening every morning is “this isn’t real, this can’t be real. Why him? Why HIM? WHY? WHY?” I have cried every single day since Jan. 18. This is on my mind every moment. But in the months leading up to the trial, we had hope. Brock told us what happened and his accounting of the events of that night never changed from the first time he told us everything. He was a shy and awkward 19-year old, far away from home trying to fit in with the swimmers he idolized. He is the most trust-worthy and honest person I know. He was telling the truth. We knew once he had to opportunity to tell what happened this would all go away. We even had a college coach contact his Dayton Raiders coach inquiring about Brock’s status-this coach had recruited him before and still wanted Brock to come and swim for him. We felt that was a positive sign and Brock started swimming again. We had some hope.

Then that awful, horrible, terrible, gut-wrenching, life-changing verdict was read. I know what a broken heart feels like. It is a physical pain that starts just below the collar bone and extends to below the rib cage, it is a crushing and heavy ache that feels like I am being squeezed. This feeling has not left my body since the verdict. This verdict has destroyed us. Brock is a shattered and broken shell of the person he used to be. My once vibrant and happy boy is distraught, deeply depressed, terribly wounded, and filled with despair. His smile is gone forever-that beautiful grin is no more. When I look into his eyes I see fear and anguish. His voice is barely above a whisper and he keeps himself hunched over almost trying not to be noticed. He trembles uncontrollably. He is crushed that the jury ruled against him. He has lost so much weight because he barely eats anything. He is utterly terrified and traumatized by this. We are devastated beyond belief. My beautiful, happy family will never know happiness again. We all love Brock so much and to see him in this much pain and agony is indescribable. Dan and I start our day standing in our kitchen hugging and sobbing. I’ve known him for 31 years and the only time I saw him cry was when his father died from Alzheimer’s disease. Now my strong and handsome husband breaks down crying several times a day. He is hurting for his son. We all are-Brock has 3 grandparents still living and they are shattered by this. He has spent a great deal of time with them, in fact-he spent a lot of the past year helping them. My dad had had major heart surgery, eye surgeries, and an ankle replacement so Brock has been a huge help to he and my mom. But they have lost their joy. This verdict has affected so many people here in Ohio who know and love Brock.

Your honor, I beg of you to show Brock mercy. He has never been in trouble, never even had a demerit in high school, he studied, swam, worked hard-he has lived and exemplary life. He will contribute to society in a positive way, it will just be a different path now. Please send him a message that his life still has meaning, that you believe in him. Please give him hope. His life is forever impacted and drastically altered by the ramifications of these guilty verdicts. Ohio is on of the strictest states with the sexual offender registry. Brock will have to register at the highest tier which means he is on the same level as a pedophile/child molester. There is no differentiation. The public records will reflect a Tier 3 so people will wrongly assume he is a child molester. I fear for his lifelong safety. So he, at the tender age of 20, now will have to register every 60 days for the rest of his life. He will live a lifetime of scrutiny, he lost 2 jobs just because he was accused of this, now he faces of lifetime of struggling for decent work. Can he be on a college campus. I don’t know. He WILL earn a college degree even if he had to do it 100% online. If he ever has children, he won’t be able to take them to a public park and push them on a swing, he won’t be able to volunteer at their school, he won’t be able to teach Sunday school, he won’t be able to be their Scout leader, he won’t be able to coach them, he won’t be able to chaperone a class field trip or help with a homeroom party……..this is his future life. I beg of you, please don’t send him to jail/prison. Look at him. He won’t survive it. He will be damaged forever and I fear he would be a major target. Stanford boy, college kid, college athlete- all the publicity……..this would be a death sentence for him. Having lost everything he has ever worked for his entire life and knowing the registry is a requirement for the rest of his life certainly is more than harsh. His dreams have been shattered by this. No NCAA Championships. No Stanford degree, No swimming in the Olympics (and I honestly know he would have made a future team), no medical school, no becoming an Orthopedic surgeon……..all gone.

Your honor, please be kind and merciful to my beautiful son. He is suffering and will continue to pay for this for his entire lifetime.


Carleen Turner




Well you “sick worried mother” what about the victim herself, how do you think she feels after being raped? Her life is also ruined so deal with it, he deserves every bit of suffering that he’s going to get because of this.

Get Real

Yeah, this is a sentancing letter and is supposed to be about getting the judge to mitigate the sentence. This is supposed to humanize him to the judge, which is exactly what his lawyers told her to do. I don’t blame her for writing this. If you’re mad about the sentence, be mad at the judge, not the kids mother. She just did what she was asked to do.


Maybe during the time she was a stay at home mom – she could have taught him to respect other people. “Why him?” – is she kidding – Because he raped that girl – that’s why him!!!! As the mother of four children I can understand her heartbreak at what her son has done – but I don’t see that in this letter. She is heartbroken because her “perfect” little boy is being “picked on”. I have never had any respect for the “not my child” parents. You need to teach your children to take responsiblity for their actions. Of course, that is hard to do when you won’t even take responsiblity for the fact that you did a piss poor job of raising them. Whatever happens to this person in jail will be a direct result of HIS ACTIONS that put him in jail in the first place. Has this person or his parents ever acknowledged the impact on the victim? He is NOT A VICTIM- he raped a young woman who used to have a wonderful life in front of her. Because he has no respect for women – he CHOSE to RAPE a girl who was passed out. This young man is a TOTAL DISGRACE and deserves to spend more than 6 months (probably only 3 months) in jail. He has condemned a young woman to jail for the rest of her life. It is time for this ENTIRE family to admit that what he did was WRONG!!!!!!!


I am in shock that 2 parents could be so out of touch with reality. We all know what happened with the affluenza teen!


You can see the disrespect for humanity starts with the parents.. the mom refers to her own brother who had cerebral palsy as ‘a disenfranchised member[s] of our society’, ‘severely mentally retarded’, and ‘kind of like a big-sized toddler’.
I’m so glad that her not ‘privileged and entitled’ son was so sweet and kind to a ‘disenfranchised retarded adult-toddler’… .


Disgusting. The “mother” never acknowledged her sons guilt or even worse the victims suffering. She is one sorry ass individual who, like the mom of the “affluenza kid” is enabling and excusing her son’s heinous actions. The parents, their supporters and especially their rapist son deserve the worst our society can throw at them. Shame on all of you and may karma bite back quickly and publicly so we can all stand up and cheer.


This is disgusting. You have not shown any kind of sympathy or remorse for the woman involved. Her life was destroyed. She will struggle with depression, anger, anxiety, and fear from relationships with men and knowing her rapist has been allowed to basically wall free. So I strongly feel that he should be locked away for life. He ruined one so now the favor needs returned. He isn’t a swimmer or any of the things you described him as. He is a vile disgusting rapist that deserves a lifetime of struggle. I can guarantee there will be a social prison for him waiting when he gets out. You talk about him marrying someone and having a family. I hope he never gets that. That women will stay away from him and he never knows that joy. He deserves every terrible thing that came after Jan 2015. He raped an innocent woman without her consent. How do you think her family is? How do you think they are dealing with this? If anything you should be condemning your son to a life time of jail, however that isn’t possible now. So thank US swimming for banning him, so he can be ripped away from the one thing he seems to enjoy. While it isn’t a fair trade for jail, I think “social prison” will really make his life miserable and I couldn’t be happier with that.


Carleen that is so said that you’ve cried every day since January 18. I guarantee the victim has cried multiples times a day since Jan 18 and will for years and years to come. The fact that you essentially condone your son’s behavior is inexcusable. There is no way the woman gave consent – she was unconscious. UNCONSCIOUS. I do feel bad for Brock though, he will never get to win an NCAA championship or try out for the Olympics. How awful. Don’t worry though, he will get his punishment. Bent over in a prison bathroom.




I beg of you, please don’t send him to jail/prison. Look at him. He won’t survive it. He will be damaged forever and I fear he would be a major target. Stanford boy, college kid, college athlete- all the publicity……..this would be a death sentence for him…

Stanford boy, college kid, college athlete…
Low-life bastard, Son of a bitch rapist, and worthless scum just like his parents…
Go to Hell Carlene Turner! You, your husband, the bastard alumni judge, and you’re worthless son…
Your family deserves everything that’s coming to you


It is obvious from reading the letters from both of Brock’s parents that they are delusional with regard to the person their son is. Neither parent shows one bit of concern for the victim. Rather they indirectly blame her by refusing to believe that he committed a horrific crime, in spite of the testimony of eye witnesses, the results of the forensic exam and the evidence from his phone and social media. These people need to take a long hard look at themselves.


The way that the Turners continue to treat the fact that Brock decided to sexually assault and digitally rape an unconscious and defenseless stranger, like a randomly occurring unfortunate event, like an accident, makes me nauseous and angry. “this isn’t real, this can’t be real. Why him? Why HIM? WHY? WHY [did he decided to sexually assault and digitally rape an unconscious and defenseless stranger behind a dumpster?]” Like others have done to the equally appalling letter from Dan Turner, here is an excerpt of Carleen Turner’s letter, as it would have read if her daughter had been the victim, or if she had the capacity for empathy which could have prevented her from raising a sexually violent predator in the first place:

Then that awful, horrible, terrible, gut-wrenching, life-changing SEXUAL ASSAULT took place. I know what a broken heart feels like. It is a physical pain that starts just below the collar bone and extends to below the rib cage, it is a crushing and heavy ache that feels like I am being squeezed. This feeling has not left my body since the SEXUAL ASSAULT. This SEXUAL ASSAULT has destroyed us. THE VICTIM is a shattered and broken shell of the person She used to be. My once vibrant and happy GIRL is distraught, deeply depressed, terribly wounded, and filled with despair. HER smile is gone forever-that beautiful grin is no more. When I look into HER eyes I see fear and anguish. HER voice is barely above a whisper and She keeps HERSELF hunched over almost trying not to be noticed. SHe trembles uncontrollably. SHe is crushed that BROCK TURNER VIOLATED HER WHILE SHE WAS UNCONSCIOUS. SHe has lost so much weight because She barely eats anything. SHe is utterly terrified and traumatized by this. We are devastated beyond belief. My beautiful, happy family will never know happiness again. We all love THE VICTIM so much and to see HER in this much pain and agony is indescribable…This SEXUAL ASSAULT has affected so many people who know and love THE VICTIM, AND OTHER VICTIMS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND RAPE EVERYWHERE.


It is appalling to me that this entire family appears to be not just people without character or depth but actually comprised of Sociopaths. They are incredibly shallow and self serving. I guess the first letter worked magic on a very incompetent judge so they thought, “let’s write more sad letters about how hard our son’s life is” but they forgot to add “since he very cowardly raped an innocent young woman who was unconscious.” This is not a small mistake that can or should be overlooked. It is deeply disturbing behavior. Rape is not a sex act, it is a violent attack on a human being and it needs to have much tougher penalties, more akin to murder.

Jane Seton

Open letter from a mother to a mother:
I know that feeling of being shattered. Of seeing your child’s broken soul in their eyes. My child too was deeply wounded, deeply depressed. I know the pain, like you, of seeing your child’s bright future being ripped away; the loss of all they worked hard for and deserved. The feeling of disgust to see your child’s future being determined by others that don’t know your child the way you do, daring to define your child by one unfortunate moment in time. We are sisters of the heart.
We differ in one way. My child is a daughter.
We differ in another way. My daughter was the victim of a sexual assault.
She has experienced severe depression, almost lost herself to drugs as she sought to quiet the horrible memories that attacked her day and night, and has absolutely lost the original vision of the future she had before she was assaulted.
Like your son, it was one small moment of time in her life. Like your son, there was a parade of those who would validate her worth and deny that she could ever be involved in something like this. Like your son, her statements regarding the event never changed, never wavered. Like your son, life will never be the same. Ever.
The similarities are amazing, aren’t they? Unfortunately for your son he chose to be a sexual predator. My daughter did not chose, nor did your son’s victim, to be the victim of a predator like your son.
I hope, mother to mother, that you can understand my absolute disgust and barely controlled rage that you would choose to adopt language and appropriate levels of consequence that you have no right to assign to your son who a predator. “…deeply wounded”? That, in and of itself, is a vile and deliberate assault on the victim herself. Deeply is how far son self-acknowledged his fingers were placed in the victim’s vagina. Wounded is the lightest weight of harm your son perpetrated on the victim’s soul. You chose to cheapen them. How self-serving of you. There is factual evidence that your son, who of all your children you had the greatest amount of your personal attention as a parent, assaulted a young woman he knew to be intoxicated beyond reason, had struck her head, and that he had deliberately isolated behind a dumpster. The coward then ran away, only to be caught where he continued to attempt to get away. Yet you try to dignify this behavior with excuses.
The arrogance shown by the thoughts expressed in your letter make me sick to my stomach yet go far to shed light on the making of a sexual predator like your son. As a teachable moment I had my own young son read your letter, along with your husband’s, in order to illustrate the contempt that you both hold the rest of society in. I also had him read the record of all of your son’s behavior, the lies he chose to tell to paint a picture of himself as a poor country bumpkin in the big ol’ evil city even though his own media record shows clearly that he is a liar from way back, as well as the public record of previous police encounters that illustrate his cowardice and “me first” attitude.
i believe this victim, like my daughter, will go on to build a life that is strong and will defy the deliberate harm that a sexual predator has done. She will take back her dignity and use her voice to drown out the pathetic whining and self-serving sniveling and hypocrisy droning on from your family. As a mother I hope you will hear my heart for my child and this victim of your son and others like them and shut up. Just shut up. Close your mouth. Your son defiled this woman with his body. You defile her with your words. Enough is enough. You cannot take back the evil done by your son but you do not have to add to your son’s horrible actions with your hatefully ignorant words.


Wow that was some lawyer the family hired to get their pretty boy off with just a slap on the wrist. Why the lawyer was so damn good he managed to convince the entire family Brock did nothing wrong. Alarming, but as the say, beware of karma…..


He viciously raped and UNCONSCIOUS young woman. Leniency? I think NOT! Wonder what her letter would read like if she was the young woman’s mother? Put the shoe on the other foot Carleen and deal with your son’s travesty – not try to butter up the judge and make it all go away. He’s a very sick young man.

Mom of 2 girls

Would she feel the same about him if he was someone else’s son and the girl that was raped was her daughter?


He has a mental problem and his mom is in denial. Something like doesn’t happen over night. His mom knows…


You raised him. And just as your letters show of you (and your husband), your son is a selfish, self righteous, entitled little shit. All those comments about your “beautiful (and evil) son” apply ten fold to the VICTIM (YES, there IS a victim here and it is NOT your son) Take some responsibility and for once let HIM take some responsibility.


To the Mother of Brock Turner:

To be honest I have tried to put myself in your shoes and think about how I would feel and what I would do if I was in your position. I myself as a Mother of a son, feel like there are a few things that were missing in your statement. A jury has unanimously convicted your son as a rapist and therefore he now needs your support more than ever. When I say support, I do not mean to overlook it or even to act as if he never did it. What I mean is that now is the time for you to give your son the tough love and strict guidance that he so obviously needs. Teach him that what he did was wrong and that he should never take advantage of another human being. Tell him that NO means NO and if the person in question cannot say NO because they are unconscious, that is a definite NO! One thing that really bothered me about your letter was that I never heard you express remorse for what your son did that night. As a woman and a mother I would think you would have compassion and empathy for any female who has been through something as tragic and violating as rape, even if it was at the hands of your own son. I would be horrified to know that my child could be capable of something like that but I certainly would not excuse or condone it. And let’s be honest, it’s not like he could say it wasn’t him. He was caught in the act, literally. I would be the first person to be offering that young lady and her family my heartfelt apology and trying to pay for counseling or anything else she may need to heal. I would guide my son through the process and make sure he knows what he did was wrong and that he needs to feel and show remorse for his actions and most of all serve his time like a man. But you just talked about his smile, his swimming and how his life would never be the same. How your son is not the “prison” type and that he would ultimately suffer there? Really? Your son should have been put in prison for the felonious rape he committed and if something should happen to him in there…well maybe he will learn not to ever rape someone again. That is how actions and consequences are ultimately learned. That young lady will suffer the after effects for the rest of her life. Money and Power bought your son a short and appalling sentence but what are you really teaching him? In the end all you have taught him throughout this whole process is to make sure to murder the next woman and not to commit it in a public place. A parents love is supposed to be unconditional, not ignorant. The first thing you should have done is to make him admit the truth and subject himself to the consequences of his actions. You should have told him to apologize and supported him as he faced her. You should have sat by him as the proper sentence was handed down and made sure that he received the help he needs to rehabilitate himself while serving that time. One of the biggest issues I have with you is that you stood by and watched this young lady get victimized all over again by a lawyer in that courtroom. How could you honestly sit there and hear the details of your sons crime and what he did to that woman and still blindly stand behind him? That makes you just as guilty as he is, if not worse. Rape is something that I would not wish upon my worst enemy. Imagine pulling pine needles and other debris out of your vagina. To know that another person’s “wanted touch” will feel like she is being raped all over again. From the flash backs to the nightmares and the never ending reminders. Try putting yourself in her shoes for once instead of backing your son out of a responsibility as a parent. What if that had happened to your daughter? That is something I can guarantee you never even asked yourself. I taught my son morals and values, how to respect his elders and most importantly to respect a woman. The reason my son knows all these important lessons is because I too was raped at the age of 13 and explained to him early in life about the horrific things that can happen to men and women. I have been on the receiving end of your sons crime and can honestly tell you that it has the power to change a person for life. Alcohol is just an excuse and is intended to lessen one’s inhibitions, but it doesn’t erase knowing right from wrong or take away his sense of morality. He knew what he was doing that night, that’s why he ran. Plain and simple. You are wondering why people are so outraged by this whole situation? It’s not just the ridiculous sentence that he got, it was you and your husband’s letter that was the final straw. Each and every person felt what I did as I read both of your statements to the so called judge. You both are what is wrong with your son. You guys are the reason he still does not take responsibility for what he has done. Until you wake up and realize that you both are the problem, I feel that your son will never learn anything from this. He will be just another affluent kid that easily got away with a crime thanks to Mommy and Daddy. No lesson learned just a slap on the wrist, 3 meals a day in protective custody and out in 3 months. To be brutally honest….nobody cares if he ever smiles again or lost out on Olympic swimming or his happy little life. He got off easy while the woman in question will forever be altered by his actions. So what if he has to register as a sex offender. He is! That’s the price to pay for being a rapist. And to the inspiring young lady that was victimized by your son, I pray that she knows that we all stand behind her.

To the Victim,
We feel your heartache and pain but we also know that you are capable of overcoming this atrocity. Rape does not define you and neither does Brock Turner. You will find that most people are good and would never commit a crime like this. You have the whole world outraged for you and we will always support you. Use this to build yourself up again and to teach other young ladies the dangers of drinking and rape. It was not your fault and I hope you realize that now. You had the courage and strength to face your rapist and read your powerful statement in front of him. That is the most admirable thing of all. So many young women like myself are too scared or embarrassed to come forward and tell someone. Your story will make a difference in the lives of so many. Parents are having this discussion with their sons and daughters because of you. Thank you for doing what so many couldn’t.

Jan Goble

thank you so much for your well-constructed wonderful reply to this woman….the rapist’s Mother. I am so sorry for your own horrific experience @ the tender age of 13. Maybe you haven’t in the padt been as bold to speak out against rape but you have sure done a good job through this message now. I pray you have received the therapy etc. needed to heal from your own horrific ordeal. I pray Brock Turner’s victim gets to read your message as I think she will be greatly encouraged by it, & lastly I pray Brock Turner’s mother reads it because she needs to hear every single word you wrote. Thank you again for your voice of admonishment to this extremely selfish mother of a rapist, & the encouragement it can bring to Brock Turner’s victim as well as many others. I encourage you to continue being a voice for the voiceless by telling your story.


Such a heartfelt respond. I was molested by my aunt. This whole thing has brought memories. Reading your response has brought tears to my eyes. We need more mothers like yourself.


He was *not* convicted of rape. He is *not* a convicted rapist. Just saying, at least get the facts right.


Why are guys like you so caught up in semantics? Is he a better person just because two people caught him before he could penetrate her with his penis? Is he not as bad as someone who did? He used and abused another human being’s body without their consent and now wants everyone to feel sorry for him. What gives people the idea that they have the right to another person’s body? I hope he gets “not raped” in jail – there are many other items his roommates will be able to penetrate him with. And when they’re done, why don’t you write him a letter & see if he feels better because they penetrated him with an object or their finger(s) instead of their penis.


I don’t think you really put yourself in her shoes. Her son has always maintained he didn’t do it. She believes her son. I don’t think many mothers wouldn’t.

Dennis M. Di Carlo

This letter is more disgusting than the father’s… Our poor son. Not one mention of his victim, not one! He is responsible for his appalling actions…Pathetic!


Wow. This is the most disgusting letter I have ever read! Poor Brock, poor mom, can’t decorate her house. There is no acceptance of responsibility, no remorse or consideration of the convicted rapist’s victim! He is NOT the victim. Everything that has happened to him has been at his own hand, his own choosing. He had a choice. He did not give his victim a choice! I am still trying to figure out who is more disgusting and pathetic, his parents who have NO concern for the victim and obviously did not raise their son to accept responsibility for his actions (I am sure they would feel MUCH differently if their daughter had been the victim) or the pathetic excuse of a judge who gave him a slap on the wrist! SO SO horrible. The poor victim. I can not even begin to imagine how she feels! The judge with his laughable ‘punishment’ of Brock essentially minimized everything this poor women went through! And Brock’s sister quit her job so she could be with him since all this started?! Are you serious?? Again, this wouldn’t be happening if HE had not made those horrific, criminal decisions! Blame the right person! I think between this letter and the comments the father has made shows just how little regard this family has for ANYONE except themselves. I hope karma hits them all like a ton lead bricks! Because they deserve it. Maybe they should put themselves in the victim’s shoes because I am sure that is true heart break.


I couldn’t read the entire letter – couldn’t get past her worried about her son – that his life has been changed and probably will be for life – well hers (victim) WAS changed and HAS BEEN for life – didn’t think of that, did she??


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