“I went away as a juvenile. I went from my mother’s house, from being taken care of, to prison, where the state took care of me. I never paid a bill. I didn’t know what it was to have that sort of responsibility," he said. "So it wasn’t until I got that job and started working, and I was able to go to a store and purchase things with my own money, that I earned, that I truly felt like a man. I felt, for the first time in a long time, that I was able to hold my head high. And that’s when I really started to believe that I belonged out here.”