John B. Williamson wasn't the type to wait around and hope. On a cold winter night in 1870, he took action, he helped, and he paid with his life. And had it not been for a single spelling alteration, I might never have found him at all.

The San Quentin Mistake

Eugene Fisher's future contained nothing but time - fourteen years of hard time in San Quentin, to be exact. Finally, justice was served. Oh, wait. You didn't think it actually happened that way, did you?

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