I don't know about his rehabilitation but his desire definitely did. Odd thing is, he stepped it up. Usually they go back to the same thing or tone it down a bit. Very unusual for them to escalate like that, especially that quickly.
I finally got it on my phone but never could get it to come up on my laptop.
There are some inmates who just don't want to leave! I think we set the record at the prison where I worked! We had a guy who was released after doing about 15 years. This prison is in a rural area about 50 miles from Nashville. If no one is coming to pick them up when they're released, the procedure is to have transportation officers drive them to the bus station in Nashville and buy them a ticket home. So they drove this guy to the bus station and bought him a ticket and they left. But he never got on the bus. Instead he found a car with the keys still in it, stole it, and drove it back the 50 miles to the prison! He parked right by the outside door to the warden's office, walked in like he owned the place, told the warden he had just stolen a car, and demanded that he be arrested! The warden called the county sheriff's office and they came and arrested him. And he was grinning ear to ear when they were loading him in to the police car! We always referred to that as the "inmate mentality".
Not trying to one up you Donna but I have two that are better than that. One was a guy who had been locked up since he was sixteen. When he got paroled, in his mid-40's, he went around the institution telling everyone that he got his parole and would see us in a few months. He was dropped off at the bus station 30 miles away and got off the bus as soon as the officer left. He then got a fifth of whiskey, got drunk, beat up a cop, and then took his patrol car for a joy ride that ended at the police station where he turned himself in.
Even better was Uncle Buddy. He was the institutions mascot basically. He had been incarcerated since the late 50's. Had actually been there during the riot we had in 1958 I think. Anyway, he had outlived all of his siblings and even his children. His grandchildren didn't know him so he really had no place to go when he got out. When they finally paroled him, he was escorted out the front door, he looked around and told the officer "Well, I've seen enough" and walked back in. They let him plead guilty to a murder that he couldn't have committed just so he could stay.
We've had some real winners over the years. We had a trustee once who walked away from a work detail. He caught a ride to his fathers restaurant where they found him hiding in a pile of laundry in a back room. They found him, pulled him out, cuffed him, and brought him back. His explanation? "It wasn't me!" That inmate mentality again!