162. “The Insanity Of God: A True Story Of Faith Resurrected” By Nik Ripken

162. “. . . But my father did not appear. My mother and I sat and waited. We waited for a long time. Finally, when our hour of visitation was almost up, another prisoner – evidently a trustee – walked through the visiting room door carrying what look like a bundle of rags. He strode toward us and laid that bundle on top of one of the tables. My mother took my hand, recalled Stoyon, and together we walked up to the table where, only because of the piercing blue eyes staring out at me from those rags did I recognize the skeletal figure of a man as my father. . . .” ~ Nik Ripken

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