his nightly prayers could last up to 15 minutes. please set me free. please set me free. please set me free. we would come to learn why jones prayers to be set free were especially pertinent. but first, we learned what brought him here. the story began 40 years earlier when jones joined a chicago street gang at age 13. we used to rob other children of their lunch money, milk money and stuff. and then we would i got introduced to drugs. and i was drunk all the time. i didn t know how to stay sober. as jones grew older, his addictions to crack and alcohol grew more ferocious, and so did the robberies he committed to support them. he had been in and out of several jails and prisons. but at age 35, he was sentenced to 25 years for multiple counts of armed robbery. but prison didn t stop his taste for alcohol. he used to make hooch, or
as jones grew older, his addictions to crack and alcohol grew more ferocious. and so did the robberies he committed to support them. he had been in and out of several jails and prisons, but at age 35, he was sentenced to 25 years for multiple counts of armed robbery. but prison didn t stop his taste for alcohol. he used to make hooch or illegal inmate-made wine from a mixture of rotting fruit, sugar, and bread. i used to get drunk, and i used to start fights. one day they sent me to confinement, to the hole for extortion. a guy said i was he owed me money for wine he bought and i jumped on him for not paying. and when i was in confinement, like my high power who i call god, revealed hisself to me and said it s time to get your life right. i stayed in that confinement cell for 90 days. then they transferred me to
of their lunch money, milk money and stuff. and then we would i got introduced to drugs. and i was drunk all the time. i didn t know how to stay sober. as jones grew older, his addictions to crack and alcohol grew more ferocious, and so did the robberies he committed to support them. he had been in and out of several jails and prisons. but at age 35, he was sentenced to 25 years for multiple counts of armed robbery. but prison didn t stop his taste for alcohol. he used to make hooch, or illegal inmate-made wine from a mixture of rotting fruit, sugar and bread. i used to get drunk. and i used to start fights. and one day they sent me to confinement to the hole for extortion. a guy said he owed me money for wine he bought. and i jumped on him. and when i was in confinement, like, my high power, we call god, revealed itself to me and
i didn t know how to stay sober. as jones grew older, his addictions to crack and alcohol grew more ferocious, and so did the robberies he committed to support them. he had been in and out of several jails and prisons. but at age 35, he was sentenced to 25 years for multiple counts of armed robbery. but prison didn t stop his taste for alcohol. he used to make hooch, or illegal inmate-made wine from a mixture of rotting fruit, sugar and bread. i used to get drunk. and i used to start fights. and one day they sent me to confinement to the hole for extortion. a guy said he owed me money for wine he bought. and i jumped on him. and when i was in confinement, like, my high power, we call
brought him here. the story began 40 years earlier when jones joined a chicago street gang at age 13. we used to rob other children of their lunch money, milk money and stuff. and then we would i got introduced to drugs. and i was drunk all the time. i didn t know how to stay sober. as jones grew older, his addictions to crack and alcohol grew more ferocious, and so did the robberies he committed to support them. he had been in and out of several jails and prisons. but at age 35, he was sentenced to 25 years for multiple counts of armed robbery. but prison didn t stop his taste for alcohol. he used to make hooch, or illegal inmate-made wine from a mixture of rotting fruit, sugar and bread. i used to get drunk. and i used to start fights. and one day they sent me to confinement to the hole for extortion. a guy said he owed me money for wine he bought. and i jumped on him. and when i was in confinement, like, my high power, we call god, revealed itself to me and