Another highlight of yesterday's trip was running into someone who was paroled after 21 years of imprisonment. We knew each other for many years and were living in the same building before I left prison.
He was supposed to have been released if the governor did not block his parole for the first time. He was waiting to be released early last year. The governor waited until the deadline and rejected his parole. He was devastated. However, he didn't give up. The second time, the parole board granted his parole and the governor released him.
I couldn't believe it when I saw him in Yuba County Jail. He's not a U.S. citizen so he faces deportation. He's not fighting to stay, and chooses to go back to Israel. He does not want to do anymore time. We sat together on our way to San Francisco like when I first got out of prison. He coudln't stop smiling and looking out the window. We were cherishing our freedom with handcuffs on our hands.