I wish I could tell you that Joe Son fought the good fight, and the Sisters let him be. I wish I could tell you that - but prison is no fairy-tale world. He never said who did it, but we all knew. Things went on like that for awhile, prison life consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, Joe Son would show up with fresh bruises. This content is protected The Sisters kept at him - sometimes he was able to fight 'em off, sometimes not. And that's how it went for Joe Son - that was his routine. I do believe those first two years were the worst for him, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of him.