Making a habit of befriending death row inmates just doesn't seem to me like a very wise hobby for a woman to be engaged in. Occasionally these people do get out, and she may find out just how innocent that person was NOT, when he shows up at her doorstep.
I'm sure there are some fine men in our VA hospitals who have no one to write to them, probably even victims of Chimpy McBushHitler you can comiserate with. Why don't you pick one of those honorable friendless persons, instead of a scum sucking POS child raper/murderer who doesn't deserve either friends, or the air that he breathes?
That was my point, too, a little earlier in this thread.
There seems something Freudianly unsettling in a woman going out of her way to target a certain group for "friends."
We all do that, to some degree--I hang with college graduates (any degrees), blue collars, and avoid the deaf--but I don't put a whole lot of time and energy into it.
If it happens, okay; if it doesn't happen, okay.
Essentially, we're all commanded by God to accept all who come our way.
We aren't supposed to pick-and-choose.