Notes from the Land of Oz

How I Became an Adventist

“Oh no, it’s plunger chicken for lunch,” groaned Nick.

Privileged Class

Working as a carpenter since my release has brought me into contact with all sorts of people.

Parole Predicament

I was at my easel in hobbycraft working on a pastel. Frank came over to talk. He looked worried.


We began each day in treatment with a moment of silence for the victims of abuse.

Syndicate content