Night, it is always a long wait. Dawn watches the night, till it’s turn. The dawn breathes, slow, and deep, exhaling the new day. What a new day brings in federal prison, along with what I’ve learned, is rarely good.
I try, as always each early morning, not to slam my steel door shut as [...]

Today I sit in the waiting room of the medical department. I just sat down, when I was told that a friend of mine, Bob, had just died. I have known Bob for many years. He was a guy that always had a joke. I bet he is telling one now at the Pearly Gates, [...]