As I sit here in prison having lost my granny Willa Bea Pack recently, I realize I went from chasing crawdads in Dry Creek and playing the fiddle at the Jamboree as a boy to chasing money and drugs from city to city, coast to coast living a life of sin Lucifer himself is ashamed to be a part of.Most of the pain I have inflicted has been through a life of drug and alcohol abuse causing my family great loss and pain that haunts me daily. Somehow, during my sin-filled life, I’ve held on to the root my granny planted as a seed … to love. She taught me to always get back up and embrace the struggle.