We had so many applications to come to the first meeting that there was standing-room only. One prisoner sat spellbound. He was someone who had terribly low concentration. I suspect he had paranoid schizophrenia. He was shown an Amesh quilt that evening. The next day he had copied the whole thing onto toilet paper, almost perfectly. He showed this to me in the exercise yard. We decided that it was unsafe for him to use needles (he was likely to swallow them) but Caroline, the Fine Cell Work volunteer, had him doing designs.