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Chris’s oldest bro<strong>the</strong>r, Daniel, provides him with a job. Daniel runs a scrap-metal-recycl<strong>in</strong>g bus<strong>in</strong>ess,<br />
and he beg<strong>in</strong>s haul<strong>in</strong>g old automobile and tractor eng<strong>in</strong>es to Chris, who takes <strong>the</strong>m apart <strong>in</strong> a shed on his<br />
family’s property. He is not gett<strong>in</strong>g paid; it’s <strong>in</strong> exchange for room and board. But he works alone, fulfill<strong>in</strong>g<br />
his employment requirement without social <strong>in</strong>teraction.<br />
Each Monday, a family member drives him to Augusta for his meet<strong>in</strong>g at <strong>the</strong> courthouse. He never<br />
misses one, and he’s never late. He follows <strong>the</strong> rules of his punishment to <strong>the</strong> letter. “He is do<strong>in</strong>g a<br />
remarkable job,” says Maeghan Maloney. “He has been work<strong>in</strong>g hard to understand what it takes to<br />
become part of society aga<strong>in</strong>. He hasn’t had a s<strong>in</strong>gle setback. I often see him on Mondays and say hi. We<br />
always talk a bit. He seems to be content.” He registers to vote, as an <strong>in</strong>dependent.<br />
Phil Dow, <strong>the</strong> president of <strong>the</strong> Albion Historical Society, has known <strong>the</strong> Knight family for fifty years.<br />
Joyce Knight calls him one day and asks if <strong>the</strong>re’s any work Chris might do, to accomplish his community<br />
service. “I told her I’d love to have him,” says Dow.<br />
About once a week, Dow drives to Knight’s home and br<strong>in</strong>gs him to <strong>the</strong> tra<strong>in</strong> station. <strong>The</strong> village of<br />
Albion, enthuses Dow, has one of <strong>the</strong> few rema<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g narrow-gauge railroad stations <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> world. <strong>The</strong> tracks<br />
are two feet apart, less than half <strong>the</strong> standard dimension—easier and cheaper to lay across difficult terra<strong>in</strong>.<br />
Passengers and freight were transported on this l<strong>in</strong>e through central Ma<strong>in</strong>e from <strong>the</strong> late 1800s until<br />
June 15, 1933, when a tra<strong>in</strong> go<strong>in</strong>g around a curve broke <strong>the</strong> outside rail and tumbled down a bank of <strong>the</strong><br />
Sheepscot River. <strong>The</strong> Albion Historical Society is restor<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> cedar-sided two-story station.<br />
Knight is volunteer<strong>in</strong>g as a pa<strong>in</strong>ter. “He doesn’t talk much,” says Dow. “Though I don’t really let him<br />
because I’m such a ratchet jaw. But he seems happy.”<br />
While Knight was still <strong>in</strong> jail, a woman named Alice Macdonald, who went to high school with him, sent<br />
him a letter. She was a couple of years older, she wrote, but she remembered Knight and hoped to conduct<br />
Bible-study lessons with him. Knight did not want <strong>the</strong> lessons, but someth<strong>in</strong>g about Macdonald <strong>in</strong>terested<br />
him. She wasn’t pry<strong>in</strong>g to get at his story and seemed to have no ulterior motives. She knew him from<br />
before <strong>the</strong> woods. She was female. <strong>The</strong>y met several times at <strong>the</strong> jail, his only o<strong>the</strong>r regular visitor, and<br />
Knight cont<strong>in</strong>ues to see her.<br />
“So you have a girlfriend,” I’d teased, fea<strong>the</strong>r gentle, dur<strong>in</strong>g our f<strong>in</strong>al jailhouse meet<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“No, I’m not engag<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> a romance, if that nasty little thought crossed your m<strong>in</strong>d,” Knight replied,<br />
knocked over by my fea<strong>the</strong>r. <strong>The</strong> visits with Macdonald were also non-contact, <strong>the</strong> w<strong>in</strong>dow between <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
He did say he preferred speak<strong>in</strong>g with a woman. “She’s a nice lady. She provides me comfort. She got