Hello and praises to the name of Jesus.

 

     My name is Robert Alexander and I would like to share a

marvelous testimony of God's grace and mercy.  I was a prison

guard in New York State's Attica Prison from 1973 to 1981.  In

1978 I was working on a Bacherlor's Degree in Criminal Justice

at Rochester Institute of Technology.  At that time a new

inmate came to Attica--his name was David Berkowitz, the "Son

of Sam" murderer that had terrorized New York City.  My job at

Attica was to supervise the inmates who shoveled the coal from

train cars into the powerhouse.  They were called the "Coal

Gang."  I also covered the breakfast and noon meal in the tear

gas booth overlooking the mess hall.  After the noon meal was

over I would leave the Coal Gang inmates in their cells or let

them go to the exercise recreation yard while I would go to talk

to David.  What better scientific laboratory for my college

psychology courses could there be than Attica prison

inmates--especially David Berkowitz.  I spent many, many hours

talking to David.  I saw his struggle with the occult forces

that plagued him.  Have you ever looked into the face of evil? 

Not many people have ever scared me physically or spiritually,

but David scared me spiritually.  I wasn't a Christian and had

little knowledge of the occult and satanism but I could see the

effect it had on David.  When he first came to Attica he

struggled but was able to control the demons within him.  He

would show me the letters that satan worshippers would send

him.  Most of the letters had the blood of people--including

babies--sacrificed on satanic altars.

 

 

 

     I was there when an inmate cut David's throat. In fact, I

comforted him at our prison hospital as the nurse stitched his

throat.  The fact is, the inmate tht cut his throat was a

former Coal Gang inmate.

 

 

 

     Over a period of two years I saw David slip into satanic

despair and torment.  He would howl and was engulfed in porno

literature.  He digressed out of control. David was so demonic,

we started to call him--David "Berserkowitz".  Finally, we

transferred him out of Attica to Clinton Prison, far up in the

Adirondack Mountains.  I lost contact with David after his

transfer.  In 1981 I had finished my Master's Degree in

Counseling and became a counselor at the prison.   You were in

the minority if you had a Master's Degree at Attica.  I was

excited about being a counselor.  When you've been a guard for

eight years you don't get much satisfaction out of coming home

and saying, "Only five men got raped today, only three stabbed,

only seven fights and only one went crazy, but no one escaped,

boy, did I have a great day!!!"  I always felt I owed most of

my Degree to the inmates of the Coal Gang, especially David. 

They were my test lab for all the psychological theories.

 

 

     We had another famous inmate come to Attica in 1981 (just

when I had become a counselor.)  His name was Mark David

Chapman.  Most people know that he was the man who shot John

Lennon, of the Beatles.  Since I was the only person with a

Master's Degree in counseling I was assigned to counsel Mark. 

It was great to decrease my 225 man case load to one person. 

As I worked with Mark over a period of time, I got to know his

wife, Gloria, who had moved to Attica from Hawaii.  Counseling

Mark was extremely interesting and very challenging,  Mark

shared that he was a Christian and had lead his wife (who had

been involved in the occult) to Christ.

 

 

     I knew a lot about Jesus in my head since my stepmother

and most of her family were Christians, but I didn't  know

Jesus personally.  The fact was that I was an extremely high

functioning alcoholic.  I wondered how a criminal like Mark

David Chapman could be a Christian.  My wife, Gerry, knew that

I was counseling Mark but thought I was crazy when I called

the Billy Graham crusade (that happened to be on TV that

evening) to ask if they had anything to help me counsel with a

Christian inmate.  My wife had a religion, but not personal

relationship with Christ.  Gerry though Billy Graham was a

"screaming mimi!"    She said, "I can't stand those Baptist

screamers."  She just shook her head as I let them pray for me

and take our address to send the literature.

 

     God works in strange and mysterious ways--His wonders to

perform!  A few days later Mark told me he wanted a new

counselor because of a disagreement we had.  I told him,

"That's fine" and went back to a regular case load.  In the

meantime I mentioned to my wife that I wasn't counseling Mark

anymore.   A few days later the envelope from Billy Graham was

delivered to our house.  My wife tossed the envelope in the

kitchen trash, knowing that I no longer needed the information. 

For the rest of the day she threw things on top of the envelope

in the trash.  Every time she went by the trash it called out

to her in her spirit and she finally picked it up and opened

it.  She pulled out all the material and was led to open the

Gospel of John that was tucked inside.  My little wife read the

entire Book of John; got on her knees, repented, and asked

Jesus to save her.  Werever I go to speak, I tell every man

that if he wife gets saved and starts to pray for him, he might

as well give up because she won't shut up!  The fervent prayer

of a righteous wife availeth much.  She prayed for me for three

years. God finally brought me to my knees and I came to Jesus

in 1986, praise god!

 

 

     Not long after I was saved I saw Mark in the exercise yard

and he asked me if I had become a Christian, because he heard

that  "Alexander" had gotten religion.  He told me it was all

over the prison how I would praise God and tell everyone about

Jesus.  Mark shared that he had heard from Don Dickerman that

David Berkowitz had been gloriously saved.  Mark asked Don to

send me David's testimony.  I put it in my desk and told Mark

that I would "time test" David's salvation since I had seen

hundreds of jailhouse conversions.  That testimony was in my

desk until two years ago when I wrote to David and shared my

testimony.

 

 

     I have since had the privilege of visiting David at

Sullivan Prison and I can attest to the change in David's

heart.  Once, at Attica prison, I looked in to his eyes and saw

the darkest evil I have ever encountered.  I remember the first

time I saw David again at Sullivan.  I was looking into a new

man in Christ--a man with peace, peace that passes all

understanding.  Once where I could only see darkness and demons

I could now  see David was overflowing with rivers of living

water.  We currently have the most wonderful fellowship in

JESUS CHRIST.  The lost inmate and the lost

guard---together---both praising our Savior!

 

 

     I hope this testimony lifts and encourages your heart.

 

 

 

 

                         Judge Robert Alexander

                         03/08/2001