I have a confession to make…

There’s a skeleton in my closet.

Well, more like a skeleton in my family tree.

You see, I have a cousin who grew up on the wrong side of the tracks and got into drugs early on.

All attempts to turn him from the “dark side” failed. He just KNEW he was a drug-dealer and that’s that.

Guess he didn’t believe the judge when she told him about the “3 strikes” rule.

3rd time he was sent to the big house in Arizona!

He was in for nearly a year (out on good behavior), and while we’re not really close family, I couldn’t help ask him one of the biggest questions I’ve always had…

…what are the SECRETS to surviving prison? (more…)