- From Prisoners
"As I look into the mirror I find a stained image. One who has spent many a moon in his own bondage as you can tell by the return address. I needed to tell you what your newspaper has meant to me. To say this will cause me to drop a few points in my “gangsta” hood, but so be it. Reading what so many souls were saying about God well, it seemed as if I could hear them speaking into my soul. It made me wonder if there is life or hope for someone like me. I don’t deserve it as I’ve left nothing in my wake but heartache and pain. My only claim to fame-crime. I have wasted 40 years of my life. You have taken a harden man and given him hope. Your newspaper has made a difference in at least one life. You’ve given me sunshine where there was once so much darkness. I am not asking for you to feel my pain but simply to remember my chains." - Prisoner D. in Alabama