ROCKFORD — Franklin T. Byrd had spent the day on his mother’s couch watching music videos, a Norinco semi-automatic assault rifle across his lap and a .45-caliber Colt pistol on the cushion. It was May 22, 2009.
Jeff Kolkey, Rockford Register Star
Thu, 09/26/2013 - 9:50pm
ROCKFORD — Franklin T. Byrd had spent the day on his mother’s couch watching music videos, a Norinco semi-automatic assault rifle across his lap and a .45-caliber Colt pistol on the cushion. It was May 22, 2009.