“So, just so you know, this is a purposed thing we’re doing.”
That’s the last thing B, my colleague who is incarcerated, said
to me last week as we got to the top of the yard – the point where I keep going
up the hill and he veers off toward the cellblocks.
When he started our program in 2009, he told me, he’d
brought his written proposal to the chaplain and asked her to pray over it with
him.
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