Here i was in prison again i'm 22 years of age, no education, no hopes staring at a six to nine year prison sentence. That's when Father Jim Fratus, one of the greatest men I have ever known, approached me. He didn't give me any hard sell. He just told me that he had an opening in the chapel for a janitor, a handyman, a cleanup guy to sweep the floors and empty the trash. Would I be interested. "Well, why not? This looked like the perfect hustle...