When authorities arrested me on August 11, 1987, I had no idea what to expect. My lawyer advised me not to speak with anyone and to rely on him to secure the best possible outcome. He explained that there was a significant difference between an indictment and a conviction. Yet, in the federal system, I would later learn that while differences may exist, the vast majority of indictments lead to sentencing hearings.
Locked in a solitary cell, I felt isolated and overwhelmed. Seeking solace, I turned to the only book available to me: the Bible. Though I had never been particularly religious, the familiar stories offered a much-needed escape. As a child, I had attended St. John’s Catholic Elementary School in North Seattle and even served as an altar boy. But as I grew older, my connection to religion waned. By the time of my arrest, I rarely attended church, even on holidays like Christmas and Easter.
In the silence of my jail cell, the Bible became a source of comfort and guidance. I began with the Book of Genesis and read straight through to Revelation. The stories provided a reprieve from the harsh realities of my situation and offered lessons that helped me move beyond self-pity and despair.
Joseph’s story, for example, resonated deeply with me. Despite being betrayed and imprisoned, Joseph’s faith and perseverance led him to triumph. His journey gave me hope that better times could lie ahead. The Parable of the Talents inspired me to focus on personal development and to use the time I had to grow. The story of the Prodigal Son reinforced the possibility of redemption and reconciliation, reminding me that I could work toward returning to my family and society as a better person.
Reading the Bible became a daily practice that I maintained throughout my 26 years in prison. Each night, before going to sleep, I would read a few passages. Once I finished Revelation, I would begin again with Genesis. This ritual provided structure and a sense of purpose in a place where both were often absent.
The lessons I found in scripture influenced me profoundly. They motivated me to strive for personal transformation, to prove worthy of the love and support my family extended to me, and to work toward becoming a better person. In solitary confinement, I learned that even in the darkest times, there is strength to be found in faith and reflection.
Self-Directed Learning Question:
- “What sources of strength and guidance can you turn to in challenging times, and how can they inspire you to grow?”
