When my friend Minnette told me six months ago she’d finally cut through the red tape and had found a gallery willing to hang a show of the art work created in her classes at the Hillsborough Correctional Institution, I knew it would be special.&nb...

This blog is part of series sharing the stories of my eighteen months working as a life coach in an ex-offender re-entry program.   In eight months of dealing with felons, I’d not ever felt afraid.  Until I met Jimmy.  Dressed...

The news that yet another psychiatrist had turned us down after reviewing the contract made me feel even more like I’d been picked to play for the Bad News Bears.  The following morning, my boss handed me ten sheets ripped from the Psychiatris...