As of August 18 2017 Adrian was placed in Administrative Segregation (Ad Seg).
His NEW address is:
Adrian Torres T30064
P.O. Box 441
Chino, CA 91708
Friends of Adrian has no information regarding the reason Adrian was placed in Ad Seg, but have visited him and say he is rejoicing and praising God.
Please keep him in your prayers. He was told he will be transferred to another facility, but at this time he has not been informed of a date or location.
Adrian is unable to make telephone calls; however, he enjoys receiving letters. Please take a few minutes to drop him a note of encouragement.
If you write to him, please enclose an empty, blank envelope so he can write back. Do not put a stamp on the envelope because he will not get it. You can put stamps inside the letter, however, for his use.
When new information becomes available, this post will be updated.
The website is owned and maintained by Friends of Adrian volunteers. Due to his incarceration, Adrian Torres has no access to the website and is unable to respond to any comments posted.
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My brain, heart, and soul had been flushed out by God’s gentle reminder that He had never left my side, so I washed up and decided to lie back down. As I lay on my bunk, remembering the spiritual immobility my bankruptcy had caused,a tender tug made me look back to the underside of the bunk above me.
Editor Note: As of August 18 2017 Adrian is in Administrative Segregation. For more information click here.
Note: Adrian was placed in Administrative Segregation (Ad Seg) on August 18th. Friends of Adrian has no information regarding the reason Adrian was placed in Ad Seg, but he is rejoicing and praising God.
Please keep him in your prayers. He has been told he will be transferred to another facility, but at the time of this post there is no more information. The next several blogs will be a diary of his time in “The Hole.” He covets letters, so please take a few minutes to drop him a note of encouragement. His address is:
Adrian Torres T30064
P.O. Box 441
Chino, CA 91708
Bankrupt. Not only was I back at zero, but the sudden dive from what seemed to be a level road shook me to my core. The hungry monster of shame slowly consumed the rest of my emotions. Even though in slow motion, the drop was unexpected. I tried – I really TRIED! – to grab onto anything and everything as I was being sucked down into the pit, yet all slithered from my grasp. The more I fought, the further I descended into bankruptcy.
The last time I was here, I clearly embraced it and looked for God’s hand in every situation; but this time it was different. Not only was I in disbelief, I was stunned dumb. I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t understand the murky and shady reason I was placed in Administrative Segregation (Ad Seg, or The Hole); no one could. Yet here I sat, nailed down by vague and just plain exaggerated evidence. Continue reading
“This prison should be torn down,” expressed brother Javier in a semi-angry voice. “The kitchens are rat infested. The cells stink like rust. The water is a shade of brown and tastes like urine. Most of the staff is rude. This place is a class A dump!”
Thanks to God for my Redeemer,
Thanks for all thou dost provide!
Thanks for time now but a memory,
thanks for Jesus by my side!
Thanks for pleasant, balmy springtime,
Thanks for dark and dreary fall!
Thanks for tears by now forgotten,
thanks for peace within my soul!
-an old Swedish hymn
It’s very early right now, about 4:00 am. By my guess, there can’t be more than 2 or 3 other inmates awake too. I can hear the soft hum of one or two TV sets. A faint voice and music from a radio. I haven’t had much sleep this past month. No need for alarm. I’m not sick or depressed. I’ve just been thinking a lot. Thinking about the past year and what has come from it.
“THE MOST CONSISTENTLY ENDEARING human trait is warmth. Everybody responds to the person who radiates friendliness from a serene core. Such people are lovely to be around because they don’t reject or belittle and, best of all, they bring out the best, most generous qualities in the people they encounter.”
It started as a simple visit to his step-daddy’s work site. His intentions were simple: go visit, chit-chat, and interact with the labor workers. It was to be a simple and relaxing day. His plan was to let them know he was a supporter of them. However, what this day hold for him was far from planned. Continue reading
“Love is arguably the most powerful word in man’s vocabulary. The feelings that warrant those four letters have given birth to both the most wonderful and horrific acts that time has ever seen. The very substance of that term is what the empty heart longs to be filled with. In the absence of true love, my friends, one will never know “unfeigned happiness” and without love, an individual is saved from devastating pain. Continue reading
The little girl had gone on the errand her mother sent her on. She was late coming back, and her mother asked for an explanation. The child explained that a playmate of hers down the street had fallen and broken her doll and that she had helped her. Continue reading