INSPIRING HOPE THROUGH TRANSFORMATION
His son was following in his footsteps, just as he had followed in his dad's footsteps before him. Prison was becoming a family tradition.
I’ve only seen my dad cry a few times before. He's an emotional warrior who usually manages to hold it together when everything else is falling apart. But on that particular morning, standing across the street from the county courthouse where I had just been sentenced to prison, he was struggling to maintain his composure.


I was, too.No one in our family had ever been to prison before, and both of us were terrified. Neither knew how to comfort the other.


"It'll be over before you know it," my dad offered, choking over his own words as he pulled me in for a final embrace.
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