Sacred and Profane: The Complexity of Prison Spirituality
I’ve watched this unfold repeatedly, and I'm struck by the theater of it all each time. The inmates walk into the parole hearings clutching Bibles...
When My Dog Jack Met the Not-So-Friendly Ghost
"Stranded in the old house in the snow with only Jack Daniels to keep me company," I mumbled, not to the whiskey but to the...