why? that s what the chief doctor said because if they cut me open the cancer will spread and kill me faster. so what does this peen for you? a death sentence. even with death looming over him, maxi found comfort in the support and camaraderie of his fellow inmate. him being around us, i feel like this is what gives him hope. even if he knows he s dying, he knows that there s not much the medical people can do. more than anyone else, joseph monigan formed a special bond with maxi. like maxi he s also serving 60 years for murder and when the prison hired him as his caregiver he discovered it was much more than just a job. when i care about somebody i care about them hard. i really care about him. god answered my prayer and gave me the ability to clean him up
from his head to his feet. by the time we met him, maxi had had a few recent brushes with death. the last time he fell into a coma and was rushed to an outside hospital. we was in church and one of the officers came in and was like, pizzaman died. so, you know, we all mourned and, you know we it was crazy. we like, man, well, comes to find out that there was a god in the hospital with his name that died, not him. so when he came back, he come back strutting and we like, oh, man. you know. i was in better shape. we hugging and everything. i know that he s not the only person in here that needs to be treated medically but i live with him. this is the guy that i got to
general population, i m as good as dead. any prison gang would be happy to get their hands on shawn gaines. it s kill or be killed for me now, so i ll spend my time in protective custody, more than likely slammed down the entire time. while his public confession may have put gaines life in danger, it also generated some welcome attention from the outside world. apparently, i m writing my fiancee. you have a fiancee? yeah. is this someone you knew before you were incarcerated? no. i met her since i was in here. the interview i did with southern poverty law center. she read that and dropped me a couple postcards of encouragement commending the changes i made so we ve been pen pals for almost two years now and been together for about the last year. she s beautiful. she has a good heart, smart, funny, loves me to death, takes good care of me. so, i couldn t ask for more. and not to mention, she s
shed the blood of another race. the murder that landed gaines in the maricopa county jail, however, was not racially motivated. my female co-defendant had problems with her roommate. he had stolen some money from her and had called up a few of her friends, me being one of them, and we went over there to intimidate the guy into giving her money back. the intention was to have three burly skinheads going in there, boots on, white power clothing, just looking mean. and one is carrying a baseball bat and one is carrying a shotgun, the other a knife. i mean, i had a what were you carrying? i was carrying a shotgun. that s intimidating. but it didn t stop at intimidation. within minutes, one of the skinheads had beaten the man to death with the baseball bat. he was probably dead after the first hit. the first hit was to his head and just it was just nasty, vicious, bloody, brutal.
maxi was given a 60-year sentence for murder but after meeting him, we realized he wasn t going to serve much more than the ten years he already had. he wasn t getting paroled. but his time was almost up. i got psoriasis of the liver and stomach hernia and they can t give me no treatments. why? that s what the chief doctor said because if they cut me open the cancer will spread and kill me faster. so what does this peen for you? a death sentence. even with death looming over him, maxi found comfort in the support and camaraderie of his fellow inmates. him being around us, i feel like this is what gives him hope. even if he knows he s dying, he knows that there s not much the medical people can do. more than anyone else, joseph monigan formed a special bond with maxi. like maxi he s also serving 60 years for murder and when the prison hired him as his