Linda has been my friend ever since she -  9 years old  - took me by the hand and invited me home to her house which was this one. I was so moved by her appetite for reading and the fact that they had no light in her house that I bought some kerosene for an old lamp. From now on she didn't have to read in the moon light any more. But since then it didn't go well for Linda. For years she was in prison and hard for me to keep up with for me when she was out. I will - with her help and my few pictures from those years - soon make her life story on these pages. During visit she we enjoyed her while out of prison, but a few weeks later she wrote me for help as she was now again in prison.