reply to post by amraks
"Grab that bottle, get over there"
Man, this guy was amazing.
"You're the only journalist that took a crack at my ears, ya cheeky young bugger."
I know we shouldn't glorify, but at the end of the day, there has always been a system of justice on the streets, in some cases, the types of people
his crimes were involved with, signed up for the interaction. Live by the sword and die by it, all that kind of stuff.
Kinda reminds me of this old timer guy serving a life sentence. I crossed paths with him through a church program I was involved in. Years back he
made a name for himself, killing and more importantly, all the attempts on him and his life. He was truly saddened about the death he was responsible
which landed him in prison, but, the ones following he said were between like minded nut jobs all trying to kill each other for various reasons. The
amount of stab wounds this guy had was mind boggling.
The years had done him in, although I'm not sure how much sanity he had to begin with. At the end of it, he seemed to be one of the most gentle souls
I'd come across. The stories surrounding him were legendary, but they had vacated him and there was just a shell leftover.
He said he had never wanted to ever be totally free of the prison system. He worked is way down after serving 20 odd years in Maximum and Supermax
prisons, and finally decided to change his ways, after years of an effort at rehabilitation he made it to minimum which allowed him to interact with
The lesson his life served and his place near the end of his time, was touching. I hope they don't release him, not because he hasn't earned it, but
because I don't think he truly wants to be free. He told me the world isn't what he thought it was, and it's changed so much he wouldn't recognize it
even if he knew what it was to begin with.
I could see him committing a crime just to stay in, so I hope they don't force him out. Although, it seems like violence wouldn't be his choice
The man cried profusely when he found an injured animal in the woods, near one of the church gatherings he was employed to prepare for by clearing
away brush and garbage.
At the end of the day, we are all human. And no matter the sins of man, sometimes there is a human still in there somewhere.
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