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  • 1. 140 W. South Boundary Street • Perrysburg, Ohio 43551 September 2008, Volume 9 , Issue 44 (Bimonthly) Written by Death-Row Prisoners Look Inside, I Am to Blame............................................................................................................... Editorial - The More Light You Share, The More Light You Receive................................................. Today, Tomorrow, a Cloud, The World is Mine............................................................................ Composition 2, Oh Lordy, His Son, Please Write to Help Youth............................................. Are You Carrots, Eggs or Coffee?, My Search for God has Ended, Donated Artwork.................... Victim’s Voice- Brother Chooses Criminal Justice Reform, Just Wanted To Be Loved................... Sponsorship/Participation Form, Send Us Your Article or Letter..................................................... An Appeal to the Outside Community, The Power of Suggestion................................................. Partake of bitter To know the sweet Crash hard and fall To land on your feet Found in Now There is infinity Move through density To experience fluidity Within the stillness There is a symphony Within the moment There is eternity Witness perfection Within the violence Hear the sound Within the silence Within the quiet There is a resonance When all alone There is a presence For within God There is you And within you There is God Glenn Helzer California Death Row San Quentin, CA Look Inside Oftentimes,I,asmanyothers,havelaidtheblameforourcircumstanceswhereit’snotwarranted. For years, I blamed family, friends, the system and the officials whose job it is to keep me within the confines of the institution I found myself in …for something I had done. I’ve never had a problem accepting punishment for what I had done, but with that acceptance, I often said, “If so-and-so hadn’t have done this or that, I wouldn’t be in this cell.” A lot of people feel that their being in prison is an act of terrorism against them personally, and it really takes some soul searching to be able to face the facts that our actions are the reason for our demeaning/degrading circumstances. We made the choice to disobey the established laws. Granted, I know that not everyone in prison is guilty of the crime they’ve been convicted of, and I truly feel for them because I was once convicted of a crime I did not do. But I realized that I had gotten away with so much stuff, that there wouldn’t be enough numbers on the scales for the time I’d be doing. And after the initial shock and anger subsided, I chalked it up as payment for what I didn’t get caught for. Life is too short and precious to be wasting every waking moment harboring ill-feelings toward people who have done nothing to me, or owe me anything but mutual respect. For Jesus said, “Love thy neighbor as thy love thyself!” And I can’t do that with all that hatred in my heart. Until I examined myself honestly and completely, I continued walking through life full of hatred, anger and turmoil. Then I asked myself, “Who is really to blame?” But I wasn’t able to face the facts that I am to blame. Emotionally, I was a mess, and once I realized that I was out of control and needed peace and stability, I was able to reach out to God and ask for the strength I needed to face my circumstances and make my life manageable, meaningful and prosperous. In doing so, I have found peace and comfort in knowing I will survive. Yes, In Christ Jesus, I will survive! I now challenge you to do your own soul searching to see, “Who is to blame?” You might not like it, but…remember, what goes around, comes around. So, turn around and look long and hard at the person staring back in the mirror. I promise it will be worth it! May God continue to bless and love you and yours as I do while keeping you in His ever-loving care. Take care, stay strong, keep the faith and your head to the sky. I Am to Blame Leon Taylor Missouri Death Row Mineral Point, MO Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 Page 7 Page 8
  • 2. 2 Letters to the Editor are welcomed from all prisoners (this includes non-death row prisoners) and the outside community. In submitting letters, we ask that compas- sionate and introspective guidelines ap- ply to your communications. Limit size to 400 words or less. Letters may be edited for clarity and space considerations. CONTACT US AT: Letters to the Editor COMPASSION 140 W. South Boundary Street Perrysburg, OH 43551 COMPASSION OUTSIDE COORDINATOR: Email:compassionondeathrow@msn.com TEL 419-874-1333 FAX 419-874-3441 WEBSITE ADDRESS: compassionondeathrow.org PUBLISHER Compassion EDITOR Dennis J. Skillicorn ASSISTANT EDITORS AL Cunningham, Abu Ali Abdur-Rahman, Nicole Diar, Konstantinos Fotopoulos, Siddique Abdullah Hasan, Michael Toney, and Melvin Speight COMPASSION ADVISORY BOARD Death-Row Prisoners CONTRIBUTING WRITERS Kenneth Brown, Ronald W. Clark, James Crummel, Al Cunningham, Dwight “Timmy” Eaglin, Chris Henriquz, Glenn Hetzer, James Jones, Orlando Maisonet, Earl Ringo, Dennis Skillicorn, Leon Taylor The More Light You Share The More Light You Receive EDITORIALEDITORIAL Writing this editorial is a challenge for me. After many years, enjoying the opportunity to write for Compassion and many other ways to express myself through words, this may very well be the last thing I ever write. I can assure you that these words do not come easy, saying “so long” to a part of my life that has been so meaningful. With every word I have written, I have wholeheartedly tried to give each of the people who read Compassion some life direction. I would often think about what point I wanted to make. What food for thought would I like to give each person, things they can apply in their lives from month to month? Now, I find myself thinking about what I could say that would last each of you a lifetime. It occurred to me that as long as you have a breath, you can still make a difference. This past couple of weeks, I was moved to another prison to await my execution and I received letters from all over – people telling me how our work at Compassion has really helped them. How great is that? How many people get the chance in life to actually hear how they have affected so many others in a positive way? No matter if you have your whole life ahead of you or less than two weeks, it is a real encouragement to hear such kind words. All I want is for others to know that same reward. My work with Compassion has never been for the purpose of receiving some sort of personal recognition, but when you get so many compliments for your efforts, it gives your life such meaning and a sense of purpose. I and others all over the country have worked hard to maintain this publication and give as many scholarships as we possibly can. I am confident that this work will continue and only grow in what it has to offer. If you have been a reader and supporter of this publication and you have shared my sentiments over the years, you will see what is about to happen to me as a motivation to get more involved with Compassion and its mission. I believe in what Compassion stands for, so much so that I felt my getting one last issue done was very important. If one issue means so much that I would spend my last days on Earth getting it done, then each of you should be able to see how valuable this work truly is. So why not take just a little bit of your time and send those submissions for publication? I know very little about what the next couple of weeks will bring or what I will be doing. But I do know where I have been and I can see what this work has accomplished. I am thoroughly convinced that there are other books like “Today’s Choices…” to be written – for example, the material we are collecting on the issue of teenage recidivism. Also, there are many other young people who have been devastated by criminal behavior and who want to seek a higher education. You can help their dreams become a reality. You should not let the desires of your heart be detoured by some prison cell or let your physical circumstances confine your contribution to humanity. Just like my brother Siddique gave me the opportunity to be a part of this work, I hope to pass it on to another who will be as blessed as I have been. It has not been a burden to be a part of something so great. This is why I am so adamant about involving each of you. From experience, I can tell you that the more light you share, the more light you will receive. Become an advocate of what you seek in your own heart. It is no easy task to sum up all you want to say in a few short paragraphs. As an editor, I can appreciate keeping it short and to the point, so with that, I will leave you with this: If you do not like the way the world is, then do something to change it. It may have to be one little piece at a time, but the best place to start will always be with yourself. Time is never our friend, but we should do all we can to redeem whatever time we are given. God bless you all. Always a servant, Dennis Skillicorn Missouri Death Row Bonne Terre, MO (Editor of Compassion since 2003, Dennis Skillicorn was given an execution date of August 27th. At the time of this printing he was granted a 30-day stay by the Missouri Supreme Court.)
  • 3. 3 When tomorrow never comes, as We’re told some day it won’t Who on earth did I please, with All these do’s and don’ts? When this life is finished and There’s no more me What’s the true importance of all I’ve always tried to be? When there’re no more “nows” much Less “might have beens” Will all my strutting and fretting Keep me from this end? It seems to me the profit of all We do, I must confess Is to get what fulfillment we can And rise above the rest. A good plan to stick to, but does One know how to succeed? How can a man know what freedom is Unless he’s truly freed? The freedom bought and sold here Can be taken from you If what you have is another’s to take That freedom can’t be true. Nothing on this earth is yours Excepting only yourself. Fill your life with only that And therein lies true wealth. Asking too many questions Takes your focus away Having life force only now In your center always stay. The configurations flow and flex Ebb and contract Never let the outer appearance Dictate how you act. Be you for you Forsaking all that’s fake Opinions mean less than nothing To the choices you must make. It’s all about perspective and Knowing who you are Realizing what is what This truth can take you far. Every personality configuration Is a phantom from the “back when” If now’s about “back in the day,” Your reality is wearing thin. Is it any wonder that nothing in This life really lasts? All we think in life Is a message from our past! Think less, be more like A cloud across the sun Flashing on the screen for a minute Shading the world for fun. Dwight “Timmy” Eaglin Florida Death Row Today, Tomorrow, a Cloud [Editor’s note: James first heard this poem in 1958, when his father died, and he has never forgotten it. He wanted to share it with Compassion’s readers.] The World is Mine By Dr. Tennyson Guyer Today upon a bus I saw A girl with golden hair; She seemed so gay, I envied her, And wish that I were half so fair; I watched her as she rose to leave, And saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and wore a crutch, But as she passed—a smile. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two legs - the world is mine. Later on I bought some sweets. The boy who sold them had such charm, I thought I’d stop and talk awhile. If I were late, t’would do no harm. And as we talked he said, “Thank you, sir, you’ve really been so kind. It’s nice to talk to folks like you Because, you see, I’m blind.” Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two eyes - the world is mine Later, walking down the street, I met a boy with eyes so blue. But he stood and watched the others play; It seemed he knew not what to do. I paused, and then I said, “Why don’t you join the others, dear?” But he looked straight ahead without a word, And then I knew, he couldn’t hear. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two ears - the world is mine. Two legs to take me where I go, Two eyes to see the sunset’s glow, Two ears to hear all I should know, Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I’m blest, indeed, the world is mine. Submitted by James Crummel California Death Row San Quentin, CA
  • 4. Anything death-row prisoners write may jeopardize their future appeals. For articles Compassion wishes to publish, we request prisoners furnish us with their legal represen- tatives’ names and addresses, if possible, so they may review their submission. Knowledge of these facts may limit the scope of a prisoner’s expressions. To Our Readers 4 Half the funds from subscriptions and undesignated donations to Compassion are given as college scholarships to immediate family members (parent, grandparent, child, grandchild, sibling) of murdered victims. If you or someone you know is a U.S. citizen and is either attending or planning on attend- ing a college or university(academic or reli- gious) as a student and had a family mem- ber murdered, please submit an application. To obtain an application, write to Compas- sion at 140 W. South Boundary St., Perrysburg, Ohio 43551, or call (419) 874- 1333. Please ask for Compassion’s office. Or visit our website at compassionondeathrow.org Thank You SCHOLARSHIPFUNDS ARENOWAVAILABLE Composition 2 I can’t wait to hug you with my eyes – beyond words! I can’t wait to hug you with my arms – beyond eyes! I can’t wait to hug you with all of me – beyond arms! I can’t wait to hug forever with my love! From the moment I was able to use words, God blessed me to speak during times of obscurity and, now, clarity. Into creation my eyes looked, beholding the thought He brought and in hugging them with only words, created thoughts. Now, with my eyes, I see beyond the words meant only to hug, taking in the apparel of mountains that bestowed the magnitude of rich soil. Transmit to my eyes grass turning greener with God directing the sun’s rays of oxygen, breathing life when He rested upon it, and trees, with leaves of variation and colors. Some, with white budding flowers, also showing the verity of God confirmed. My eyes hugged, bringing a smile. Clouds radiated aglow, hugged by my eyes. Noticing the glory God meant us to see, fed me. In silence there in the thickness, this billowing spoke, tiding while the sun sat in its orangutan color on the morning’s canvas of God’s strong robust semblance, reflecting an appearance of thought the sky transferred. As someone meant for me God spoke you into being 40 plus years ago. That I can behold the rest of our life Kenneth Brown Forever with His wisdom Pennsylvania Death Row A love meant forever with you. Waynesburg, PA Lord do I know the sins I possess Can I convince those at Heaven’s gate to gain entrance Purge me to the path of cleansing Maybe Hell is my beginning and ending Nonetheless I’m tempered for the task No longer do I proceed in drag Limitlessly stringing people along As I did for so very long I even faked the Lord’s holy song That’s what landed me here alone On my very own, Purgatory’s my home Currently my temporary residence At least until I pay penance Naturally I’ve been going through it It’s a nonstop horror to the fullest To the extreme degree of blind bullets Nowadays, I respect myself a little more Giving praise to all on the road to glory Moving slowly, never forgetting the gory That which halted and wrote a sad story As sinful as it gets, I pray, “Oh Lordy!” Chris Henriquz California Death Row San Quentin, CA Oh Lordy Well, I have a story that I’d like to share So gather round and don’t despair. For, see, there is a God, a God above And I just want to share, share His love. Now you may ask just how I know And that’s what I’m about to show. For, see, this was all God’s inspiration Genesis through Revelation. Yet Matthew, Mark, Luke and John Is about His one and only Son Who came upon this old earth By a virgin mother who gave birth. Ad at the tender age of thirty-three He gave His life for both you and me. He hung upon an old wooden cross And the people surely felt the loss. His Son But in three days, He would rise And be seen by many eyes. Now if we take a look at the Book of Acts We’ll see so many, so many facts About a man, a man named Saul Who would later become the Apostle Paul And preach the words of Jesus Christ That he paid the ultimate, ultimate price For all of man, mankind’s sin And baby, that’s where the love, the love begins. Ronald W. Clark Florida Death Row Raiford, FLAll stories are subject to editing for grammar, sentence structure and clarity. Compassion is gathering essays written by death row prisoners on words of advice on how juvenile offenders can best avoid going back into prison. Recidivism rates are very high among youth and your words of encouragement and wisdom may save a young person from having to reenter the prison system. This book like “Today’s Choices Affect Tomorrows Dreams” will be sent without charge to at- risk youth in juvenile detention facilities throughout the United States. Send your submission to: New Book Compassion 140 W. South Boundary Perrysburg, OH 43551 Death Row Prisoners Please Write To Help Youth!
  • 5. DONATE ART For Scholarships 5 Death Row Prisoners Donate Art for Scholarships Compassion is accepting original art donations from death row prisoners. When enough items are received they will be sold with proceeds going to award college scholarships to family members of murder victims. Mail your artwork contribution to: Compassion 140 W. South Boundary St. Perrysburg, OH 43551 ART DONATED BY Brett Hartmann Ohio Death Row Youngstown, OH DEATH ROW PRISONERS AreYouCarrots,EggsorCoffee?Please Donate to our Scholarship Fund... (Beautiful Colorful Oil Painting) Author Unknown [Editor’s note: There are several variations of the following story. Al Cunningham shares this one with Compassion readers.] The teacher started class without saying a word. On a table in front of the class were three hot plates, each with its own pot of boiling water. He placed a handful of carrots in the first pot, two eggs in the second, and some ground coffee in the third. He then began class, without a reference to the three pots. After about 10 minutes, he stopped the lesson, scooped out the carrots and placed them in a bowl; put the eggs on a dish and poured the coffee into a cup. He then asked the students what they saw. They responded, “Carrots, eggs, and coffee.” The teacher then asked one student to touch the carrots and the student noted that they were soft and mushy. Another student was requested to break open an egg, and he observed that it was hard-boiled. A third student sipped the coffee and exclaimed, “It has a rich aroma and tastes good.” Several students asked, “What’s the point?” The teacher then explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity – boiling water – but each had reacted differently. The carrots went into the boiling water strong, hard, and unrelenting, but emerged softened and weak. The eggs were fragile and had a thin outer shell protecting their liquid interior, but after sitting in boiling water, the eggs insides became hardened. The coffee, however, was unique. The coffee had changed the water – the very thing that was causing the pain – and the water became stronger and richer. “Which are you? The teacher asked. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot that seems hard but with adversity loses strength? Are you the egg, something fluid that becomes hardened after a difficult time? Or are you the coffee grounds? When things are at their worst? Do you get better and change the situation around your for the better? Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain & adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Are you carrots, eggs or coffee? Thehappiestofpeopledon’tnecessarilyhavethebestofeverything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Submitted by Al Cunningham California Death Row San Quentin, CA My Search for God Has Ended One day, a young man approached me and said that he was directed to speak to me. With a sense of urgency in his voice, he went on and said, “I want to find God as you have done! While I was free, I would go out to search for God. While on my first mission, I came upon an old blind lady who was crying because she had lost her direction and no one would stop to help her. So I escorted her home. Then it was time for me to go to work. “While on my next mission to find God, I saw a small abandoned child who was about to crawl into the traffic. I carried the child to the police station and waited until his parents came to claim him. Then it was time for me to go to work. “On my next mission, I stopped at a store where the owner’s son was in prison. While I was there, an armed robber came in and robbed the store and killed the owner. I happened to recognize the gunman. But I wasn’t sure whether I should walk away and remain silent or should I help out the brother in prison by snitching on the person who had killed his mother? Would he want me to snitch on the perpetrator? “I decided to snitch. Again, I had to terminate my search for God. And on each of my following searches for God, I ended up instead spending my free time helping some poor innocent soul. Please help me find God!” I pulled out my pocket mirror and asked him to stare into it while I explained to him that the good works that he was doing was God in him and working through him – that the spirit of God that dwells in me is the same spirit of God that dwells in him. With a big smile on his face, he looked at me and said, “My search for God has ended.” James Jones Pennsylvania Death Row Waynesburg, PA “Pastel Morning”
  • 6. Victim’s Voice 6 Brother Chooses Criminal Justice Reform Shane Truett’s brother Timothy Christopher Wynne was murdered in 1992. Timothy was 24 years old and left behind two children, Kendal and Cameron Wynne. Timothy was shot to death and his murderer was convicted of 2nd degree murder and sentenced to 32 years in prison. Recently Timothy’s murderer died in prison of a heart attack. Shane works as a staff attorney at the Tennessee Justice Project, a nonprofit organization devoted to criminal justice reform. See www.mvfhr.org for more information. Shane Truett Timothy Wynne Through my life, there have been places I wanted to go, things I wanted to see. But the one thing I wanted the most was to know what love truly feels like. Not the unconditional love of a mother and father and their children; not that of siblings. But that love you feel when you love someone and you want to spend the rest of your life with them. Crazy it may seem, but this is the only true dream I ever had in life. I’ve had relationships with more downs than ups. As a person who has never dedicated his life to just one person, I often wondered how my grandparents did it. How their love stood the test of time, from puppy love to as old as fine wine. Time and time again, I have dreams of that special someone that just could not live without my love for her as I couldn’t live without her love. The feeling of not being able to breathe without her close. I’m her first thought when she gets up in the morning and her last thought when she’s lying down to sleep at night and I’m the same thing with her. She’s my hero and I’m hers. A love that makes her my earth, my moon, my sun and my stars. We are everything we hoped for in that someone to love. Unfortunately, what I see are dreams that are out of reach for me. For the sentence of death is bound to keep this dream away from me. Sitting in this 7 x 12 cell thinking about something I never had can sometimes make my heart race. I have a vivid imagination and I can see the woman of my dreams showing unlimited love to me. Being strong by my side when she needs to be and in my arms when she needs security. I can see us finishing each other’s sentences. But I’m torturing myself, because I may never see this. There are so-called seven wonders of the world. That list never starts out with love. I guess I can only wonder about it, the feel of it, the warmth of it. They say that love doesn’t love anybody. In my case, it not only doesn’t love me, but doesn’t even know that I exist. Here I am, 34 ½ years old and near the end of my existence because of my death sentence, and staring at an empty cell with an empty heart. God is and will be the only love I have in my life. But the warmth and comfort of a mate, much less a soulmate, will never be. So I end this in apology for the woman who is looking for the same thing. If I wouldn’t have done such crazy things and lost my chance at love in this life, I could have met you and had a better life. Farewell, love… Earl Ringo Missouri Death Row Mineral Point, MO Just Wanted To Be Loved
  • 7. 7 COMPASSION Donation/Participation Form HALF OF ALL AMOUNTS BELOW WILL BE GIVEN IN COLLEGE SCHOLARSHIPS TO FAMILY MEMBERS OF MUR- DERED VICTIMS. _____ BENEFACTOR $10,000 _____ LEAD DONOR $5,000 _____ GOLD DONOR $2,500 _____ SILVER DONOR $1,000 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - enclosed is $_____________ for the donation/subscription checked above. _____ keep my gift anonymous Name ___________________________________________________________________________________ Organization____________________________________________________________________________ Address ________________________________________________________________________________ City_________________________________________ State ______________ Zip __________________ Day Phone_______________________________Evening Phone____________________________ Thank you to our donors who are making this publication possible. LEAD DONORS ($5000 OR MORE): Catholic Diocese of Toledo, OH Ken & Elizabeth Green, Kansas City, MO Ken Cappelletty, Perrysburg, OH SILVER DONORS ($1000 OR MORE): Mary & Robert Ott An Anonymous Friend Holy Family Parish, Calendonia, MI United Church of Christ, Cleveland, OH St. Anthony of Padua Fargo, ND BRONZE DONORS ($500 OR MORE): St. Rose Peace & Justice The Redemptorists of Lima St. Girard Saint Rita Church, Rockford, IL Sisters of St. Francis of Tiffin, OH St. Patricks Heatherdowns, Toledo, OH St. Joseph Church, Sylvania, OH COMPASSION IS SENT FREE TO ALL 3,400 U.S. DEATH-ROW PRISONERS. HALF OF SUBSCRIPTIONS AND UNDESIGNATED DONA- TIONS ARE GIVEN IN COLLEGE SCHOLARSHIPS TO IMMEDIATE FAMILY MEMBERS OF MURDERED VICTIMS. PLEASE SEND YOUR DONATION TODAY! THANK YOU! NO DONATION IS TOO SMALL PATRONS ($100 OR MORE): St. Francis DeSales Parish, Toledo, OH Rev. Daniel Ring Sisters of St. Francis, Sylvania, OH St. John Evangelist, Lima, OH Martha Baldoni GL & Lanelle Spence Friendship Services Peace Foundation Grace Universal Community Church Catholic Diocese of Youngstown Arizonans to Abolish Death Penalty OSF Mission Activites Gesu Church, Toledo, OH Sts Peter & Paul, Sandusky, OH St. Mary’s Junction, Defiance, OH Father John Graden Word Consultants An Anonymous Friend People of Faith Against the Death Penalty Rev. Francis B. McDonald Holy Trinity Church, Dayton, OH Lima Serra Club St. Charles Borromeo, PT. Charlotte, FL Sisters of Mercy, Cincinnati, OH Ursuline Convent of the Sacred Heart Catholic Diocese Jefferson City, MO St. Patrick Church, St. Charles, IL Rev. Earl Loeffler Dr. & Mrs. Steven Fox Margy Paoletti Corpus Christi Parish, Toledo OH Jim Mann Rev. Leo P. Riley PATRONS ($100 OR MORE): Charles Shaw Rev. Robert Dendinger Ramona Ripston Sisters of St. Joseph of Carondelet Sisters of Notre Dame, Toledo, OH Sue Schroeder Rev. James Peiffer Martha May Walter Foster Charlie & Peg McDaniel Sisters of the Precious Blood St. Clarence Church, North Olmstead, OH St. Johns Episcopal, Howell, MI Sisters of Mercy of Americas Diocese of Jefferson City. MO Rev. Arturo Perez-Rodriguez Alison Davis St. Thomas Aquinas, Derry, NH Alvera Sams St. Mary Catholic Church, Defiance, OH Pastor Rick Jaycees, Ellsworth, KS St. Katharine Drexel, Frederick, MD Rev. Nicolas Weibl Rev. Stephen Blum Emmanual Church, Dayton, OH Rev. Rick Friebel Rev. Neil Kookoothe Rev. Paul Dorley ALSO THANK YOU TO OUR SUBSCRIBERS PLEASESENDTAXDEDUCTIBLECONTRIBUTIONTO: ST.ROSEPEACEANDJUSTICE,COMPASSION,140W.SOUTHBOUNDARYST., PERRYSBURG,OH 43551 THANK YOU _____ BRONZE DONOR $500 _____ PATRON $100.00 TO $499.00 _____ SUBSCRIBER $50.00 _____ PRISONERS NOT ON DEATH ROW $25.00 DEATH-ROW PRISONERS Suggestions/Guidelines Write about something that impacted your life. Write about something positive that has happened in prison. Compose a poem to share with Compassion readers. Write on what you have done to become a better person. Avoid writing negatively about someone else or a system. Avoid writing about your individual case. Avoid arguing against the death penalty. Your article does not have to be religious in nature. Try to limit your article to 400 words or less. If possible, enclose a photo of yourself. WE NEED AN ARTICLE FROM YOU PATRONS ($100 OR MORE): Niki Schwartz, Esq. Molly C. Ott St. Michael Ridge Catholic Church, Defiance, OH _____ OTHER “If you want to share someone else’s work, please be sure you include the name of the author or its origin.” Please mail your writings to: Please mail your writings to: COMPASSION 140 W. SOUTH BOUNDARY ST. PERRYSBURG, OH 43551
  • 8. St. Rose Parish 215 E. Front Street Perrysburg, Ohio 43551 Printing and Postage Paid for by: Compassion NON PROFIT ORG US POSTAGE PAID PERRYSBURG OH PERMIT 112 An Appeal to the Outside Community Half of all subscriptions and undesignated dona- tions are given in college scholarship form to family members of murdered vic- tims. Please help us. Con- tribute now so that we can maintain free distribution of Compassion to all 3400 death-row prisoners. See form on page 7. Thank you. The Power of Suggestion Negative thoughts come from the devil’s power of suggestion that he implants in your mind to deceive and destroy your life by robbing your peace of mind and soul. He will implant those negative thoughts about everybody you love and everything that’s good in your life, family, friends and even God’s love for you. He would even place doubts in your mind about God’s sacrifice for you, to make you question what you believe God’s intentions are for your life. This is something we should never question or doubt about: God’s love and intentions for us. Because God gave us the free will to decide what we wish to do with our lives and that’s our choice. It’s up to us to ask God for His help, because He has our best interests at heart. All we have to do is believe and have faith that He will see us through whatever we are going through in our life. But it’s totally up to us to ask God for the help we need to fight off the devil’s power of suggestion that he wants to implant in our mind. Orlando Maisonet Pennsylvania Death Row Waynesburg, PA

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