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The Look of Mary Robillard
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The Look of Mary Robillard

In the spring of 1961, I was a senior at St. Ignatius High School in San Francisco. At that time a notorious killer was awaiting execution in San Quentin’s gas chamber.  Two years previous, Alex Robillard was stopped in a stolen car by Hillsborough police officer Eugene Doran. Alex was 19 at the time and a professional criminal. He shot Doran six times, the last bullet fired in the neck to insure death.

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A Conversation with Mike Kelley and Phil Darghty
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A Conversation with Mike Kelley and Phil Darghty

Mike Kelley:

I recently visited with Phil, and we were talking about the good old times, including the very first meeting of the Contemplative Fellowship (at Folsom Prison). And he told me that John, who was very instrumental at the time (a very charismatic guy), went over to him and said, “I've got a program we’re just starting, and you're going to it.”

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Creation of the logo for Prison Contemplative Fellowship
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Creation of the logo for Prison Contemplative Fellowship

I visited the centering prayer group at Old Folsom Prison in the late spring of 2013. It was scary to go into the prison — its gothic-like architecture with medieval-looking gates and huge granite stones was intimidating. We had to go through several gates, walk by the men's cells, by the showers, and then across the yard in order to reach Greystone Chapel, where the centering prayer group meets.

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Cows, Correctional Facilities, and Contemplatives
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Cows, Correctional Facilities, and Contemplatives

Precisely a week ago, four volunteers descended on an Airbnb in Graceville, Florida, making final preparations to spend the next day in prison. Sue, Linda, and William traveled over 300 miles to join Chandra, one of two volunteers who support a Centering Prayer group inside Graceville Correctional Facility (GCF), a medium security prison housing nearly 1900 men. 

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The Happiest and Saddest Day
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The Happiest and Saddest Day

About halfway through my twenty-year prison sentence, I told my mom, “The day I leave this place will be the happiest and the saddest day of my life.”

The happiest—because I would finally regain my liberty after decades behind bars. The saddest—because by then, prison had also given me brothers. Men I lived with, worked with, prayed with. Men whose presence softened the daily dehumanization of incarceration. Without those relationships, many of us would not have survived.

That paradox has never left me.

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