From the counter at Mingus' only bank, the teller could see a tall skinny guy in baggy clothes, hat turned backward, eyes sunken in. His buddy looked just as scruffy, and they were banging on the glass door. "Hey! Let us in! Hey!" they hollered. The teller reached for the button that unlocked the inside door, then pulled back as if she'd touched a hot griddle. This didn't... More >>>
Bill Everett is one of the Youthful Offender Program's success stories.