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To my great misfortune, my life has changed completely. I'm being held against my will in a federal prison in Tuluka, Mexico.

Traveling here with a load of things to sell, I was tricked into being an accomplice in the transportation of marijuana.

Today, I complete three weeks in captivity.

Living conditions are horrible.

Food is very poor.

Nobody speaks my language or understands my culture.

This intensifies the profound feelings of isolation and loneliness. I pass the days in zombie fashion. I have been very sick

in body and spirit. Providing for my family has been the focal point of my life for the past 19 years.

Now I'm helpless in their behalf.

Each day deepens my depression and builds my feelings of hopelessness.

My heart is broken. There is no light in my life.

I feel as if I'm already There is no light in my life.

I feel as if I'm already dead and that this place is my tomb.

In the fall of 1994, Eldon Kidd found himself incarcerated at the maximum security prison in Al-Moloya de Juarez.

As a man who yearned for human connection and adventure, he was now caged and forced to choose between extreme solitude or violent confrontation with other inmates.

As a lover of wide open spaces in nature, he had now only iron bars, bare walls, and the occasional pigeon who might land on the sliver of a window in his overcrowded jail cell.

And as a father, he had now only letters,

which he would scroll on any bit of paper he could find,

using busted If there was a hell, Eldon Kidd believed it was here.

Just outside Toluca, Mexico, where he slept each night, not next to his wife, not in the room over from his children, not even under

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