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Antoinne Murphy is serving a 25-year-to-life sentence for homicide at Sing Sing Correctional Facility. Murphy grew up in a middle class home in Flushing, Queens and attended private school. At 16, he says he headed down the wrong path and began selling drugs. Since his incarceration Murphy has obtained his bachelor’s degree through Mercy College, and earned a Master’s of Professional Studies from New York Theological Seminary. Through his studies and reflection, Murphy has chosen a path in ministry, “I actually found out who I am now,” he says. “And it’s all about giving back to the community and I know that despite the fact the way I am, prison doesn’t define me”.
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Jana graduated from the University of Pittsburgh with a Master Degree in International Development. She is passionate about human rights and the dynamic cultures of God's creation. She travels to capture stories of faith and courage from around the world.
posted June 26, 2012 at 4:20 am
Life behind bars would be a very inappropriate place to educate a person. But I believe that with God’s help it could be possible. With the combined efforts from the government, from the department of education, concerned groups and their own family, transformation through education would be very easy.
posted June 23, 2012 at 12:20 pm
Steven Hawkings, author of A Brief History of Time, compared the probability of life evolving to a horde of monkeys producing one of Shakespeare’s sonnets by randomly pecking on typewriter keys. The likelihood of that happening would be minuscule. Even the odds of simply spelling out the poet’s name would be scant.