Sarah and I were in a jail at SUNY Potsdam. Another felon came in to visit us a lot. He was a thin, middle aged man with black hair. He looked like Kevin Corrigan. I asked him if we would be able to get out and go to college, and he said probably because we were good kids. The room was rectangular with stone walls and floors, one window, and one door. There was a big, wooden table in the middle of the room.
Later I was walking outside on the campus with my dad and I told him I had gotten into SUNY Potsdam. He said that was great. It was really sunny outside and the grass was really green.
