When Did We See You In Prison?

The question was posed nonchalantly, but suddenly a vision (actually, a memory) hit me hard and took my breath away.  I saw "Joe's" face, sad and glum, tired and weary looking at us from behind a plexiglass window.  Three of us huddled around a telephone.  Joe picked up his phone on the other side of... Continue Reading →

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