>> i'm okay. >> and he introduces his friend barbara to me. and immediately we make eye contact. >> man, how are you, dude? >> you know what? i'm okay. >> i began talking about prison. >> keeping myself mentally going and i'm fine. >> barbara kept looking at me. i could not stop making eye contact with her. i thought, in another world i would like to find this person and know this person better but there was no sense fantasizing about someone i could not be with. and i figured i probably would never see her again. a few weeks later i heard them announce -- i had letters. and i didn't have one letter, i had several letters that barbara