“Nobody cared. I was tossed out like a piece of paper out of a window. But there’s somebody that did care. I didn’t know it at the time, Jesus cared. When I got out of the military I got back on methamphetamines and I killed a man in Wichita over $12,000. I was doing the drug thing, you know. I went and did many years in the penitentiary for it. I got kicked out of my mom and dad’s house when I was thirteen years old, then I had nobody. I never went back. I lost everybody in my family. I boxed for 25 years and only got knocked out once; look at my nose. I was a bad kid. I was a violent kid. I fought all the time. Jesus changed me from my violent ways to love. My advice to people is to stay out of bad crowds, don’t do drugs, don’t drink, and help one another. Make sure you're introduced to the Lord Jesus Christ. He will guide you the rest of the way. My name is Perry and I surrender.”
(Perry, Manhattan, Kansas)