today i received a phone call from my mother. first phone call in almost 27 years. what a weird feeling that was. but it was nice and i think she enjoyed it. i think she even wanted to talk more, but there is only so much strange that two people can absorb in one sitting.
maybe tonight i'll tell some stories from the prison class. next week is graduation already, and this past week the assignment was for each student/inmate/prisoner/bad guy/good guy to give an entertaining speech of 5 to 7 minutes.
these guys are great, and i hope that my re-telling of their stories captures even just a touch of how far the class has come in six weeks -- and how funny their stories were.