Notes from the Land of Oz

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.

Mantra

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

Ye Are Not All Clean

The prison choir was asked to sing at the Maundy Thursday service. I’d never been to one. It would be interesting. There would be foot-washing.

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