A towering presence at 6’4”, Harris had played a semester of college ball in Texas before dropping out of school. Now he could reach his son in ways that others couldn’t, sticking an elbow in Lewis’s back and swatting his shots away one moment, pumping him up the next. Lewis was already tough, but as his sessions with his father continued, he showed new self-determination and faith in himself. But then Harris vanished. When Lewis finally found out where his father was and how long he would be gone this time, it “felt like he died,” he remembers. Charged with possession of 4 ounces of cocaine in Denver, Harris had expected a slap on the wrist. Maybe ten years, max. Defense attorneys estimated something closer to twelve years. But prosecutors played off Harris’s past cannabis convictions, and the judge sentenced him to 96 years in prison.