You think you’ve got it made.  You finally find a nice home in Corcord, CA, a nice suburb of the SF Bay Area served by BART and great warm weather.  You’ve got two sons almost fully grown, 19 years old and 13 years old.  You live on a street called Trailcreek Court.  You have a few dogs in the yard.  American dream accomplished, check.

Yes your Honor, I owned dogs.

Then your dogs maul your 2 year old step-grandson and now you’re in jail for child endangerment and you’re only 52 years old.

Fair?  I dunno.  Maybe it’s me, but I feel for this guy.  I like the ‘throw the book at idiots’ approach, I won’t lie.  But… it’s not like he participated in dog-fighting or hated the police.  He simply was a normal guy with a seemingly normal IQ (not insane, not on drugs, not plagued with inner voices) that said he “loved his dogs” and “loved his grandson” and like most normal joe-schmoes, could not predict the future.  How was he to know that when he was away, that the kid (who was being watched by other family members at the time) would figure his way around a deadbolt and get into the garage where the dogs were kept?

Am I making excuses for the man?  Possibly.  But I find it odd that in his family’s time of grief (and it doesn’t seem like his family wants him in jail, the father of the child was reported to say, “We can’t heal without my dad.  He doesn’t deserve to have to go to prison”), Mr. Hayashi is in jail with a $100,000+ bail amount.  What kind of torture is that?

And maybe, just MAYBE, I feel for him because he looks like he could be my doddering uncle.

Your thoughts?