In 1983 my associations with prisons began. Since then, I have seen many role models go in and out of the system. My earliest memories are of my real father, James W. Gray. He was incarcerated in the Montana State Prison system. It was at that institution that I had the first birthday I can remember. I recall a lot of the visits beyond that point. But even they were short lived. Within a month or two of my father’s release date, he made the decision to start a new life, away from his present obligations. I feel his decisions had some effect on the way I was raised thereafter.
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