Way Quoe Long Shares His Reentry Journey After Serving 23 Years for Cannabis

Mikelina Belaineh • May 3, 2023

For 25 years, Way Quoe Long (pictured left) held the distinction of receiving one of the harshest sentences for marijuana ever handed down by California’s Ninth Circuit. In 1998 Way was charged with conspiracy to manufacture marijuana and, until early 2021, was serving a de facto life sentence for this nonviolent, marijuana-only offense. In January 2021, Way was granted clemency and freed from imprisonment. Since his release, Way has reunited with his two sons and found stability and support with his family as he navigates his re-entry journey.


Way was a young man when he was first incarcerated in the 90s and has returned to a dramatically different world. His release from incarceration is just the first step toward justice. Last Prisoner Project provided Way with a reentry grant immediately upon his release. However, he still needs time, support, and resources to rebuild his life and heal from decades of unjust punishment. 


Today, Way is working towards building a career growing cannabis, despite his criminal record making it difficult to achieve that dream. In addition, Way, a lifelong musician—even during his incarceration—continues to write and create. Now that he has been granted his freedom, he looks forward to sharing his artistry with the world. 


Check out THIS interview with Way to learn more about his story...




Can you tell me a little bit about yourself and your background?

 

I was born in Laos in the 60s. All my little friends around the neighborhood, this is before I was even 10, they smoked weed. I didn’t smoke, but I was hanging out with people that smoked like crazy. I mean, you grow up early back in Asia, you know? As a little kid or teenager, you’re kind of like an adult over there, it’s different. My dad worked for the U.S. government. One thing led to another, and because of Vietnam War, we ended up in the U.S. Midwest, a white town in the middle of Iowa. I was like 13 years old, roughly. All the people I was hanging out with, they smoked weed. So, you know, monkey see, monkey do. I started smoking weed at like 17. I was growing it before I even started smoking it. I would just grow little plants in the window, but then my Mom would find them and kill the plants. Eventually I moved to California. My sister lived out there, and one day she showed up and asked me to come back to San Francisco with her. I figured, why not. 

 

In San Francisco, people would grow and sell weed right down by the police station, in the Tenderloin. The police didn’t care though. I was a new kid in town. I knew one guy, and he’d introduce me to folks, you know? It just so happened that everybody he introduced me to smoked weed. So, I was hanging out with them and then one day I was just like, I’m tired of looking for good weed you know? I just wanted to grow my own. At first it was hard to find good seed, and then one day I met a guy—he was the real deal. So, I started growing weed. I knew there's peak demand for it. I was growing in Oakland you know, just for my own smoke. Then I realized I could make a good living, growing for other people. 

 

I knew there was money to be made. I lived a simple life, didn’t buy expensive things, I just drove a little truck, lived like a normal person. In ’95 other people had jumped on the bandwagon, growing, and selling weed, and when they made money they’d buy all kinds of fancy stuff, fancy cars, etc. I started working with Asian communities and farmers in southern California, and it started to get big. With all these farmers growing weed, we ended up getting busted. The police started doing more and more raids. In September ‘95, they started raiding the farms. They came and picked me up like about May 17, 1996. About, maybe, let's see… about seven, eight months later, you know, after everybody pled guilty and stuff.

 


What happened after you were arrested?

 

I got charged and convicted of conspiracy, no bail. My buddy who had gotten arrested from one of the farm raids ended up giving them my name. His girlfriend was pregnant at the time, and the government had put her in jail. She had nothing to do with any of it, it was just because of the conspiracy. They were threatening to go after his girlfriend, so he kind of rolled over because of that. I was convicted through a plea deal. I have no bitterness. I could go and knock on their door anytime. I keep up with them on Facebook, I’ve got to see his daughter grow up. Sometimes I think, maybe she knows who I am, she was born after I was incarcerated.

 

They had like about maybe 70 witnesses, made it look like a big conspiracy you know? They would basically have a bunch of police come in to lie, one after another, lie after lie. There was exculpatory evidence for my case that was never introduced. They said they had a sales receipt for a gun that had my pager number on it. But guess what, if you looked you would see that it couldn’t possibly have been true because my pager—the number that was on the incriminating receipt—hadn’t been activated until after the gun had been purchased, days later. So how is it possible? First, they say they found the sales receipt in my truck, and then they said that they found it inside my house, then in the gun case. Then all of a sudden, they can’t locate the original report. After my conviction, I wanted my attorney to appeal. I paid him good money, but he never filed my appeal.

  


What has life after incarceration been like for you?

 

When I got convicted, I was a young kid. I stopped contact with everybody I knew, except for family. I gave up on pretty much everything, I felt like I was already dead. I was sentenced to like 50 years, you know? Then, I was released because President Trump granted me clemency, on the last day. A little over two years ago now. Coming out was hard. It’s like, holy shit the world has changed! I don’t know anybody anymore. I still feel 17 inside, but everyone else I knew changed. Like most of my friends, they’re settled down already, working, and doing well for themselves with their families. At least I have my family, they’ve my main support system. Oh, it is good to be free, you know, I wouldn't trade it for nothing. I mean, I’d rather be homeless and live in the street than live in a cage.


At first, I was on probation. I thought, maybe I can find a job, you know, at a company. I looked here and there, but it’s tough. I’m just me, I’m a nobody, you know? I want to go back to Thailand, there’s a great cannabis job opportunity for me out there but I can’t get the right paperwork because of my record. I really just want to be able to grow cannabis, it’s what I love to do and I’m good at it. 


By Stephen Post June 13, 2025
As families across the country come together this Father’s Day, thousands of children are spending the day without their dads—not because of violence or harm, but because their fathers remain locked away for cannabis-related convictions. In many cases, these men are serving long sentences for conduct that is now legal in much of the United States. Despite cannabis being decriminalized or fully legalized in the majority of states, the human cost of prohibition continues to devastate families—especially those in historically marginalized communities. These are fathers raising their children through prison phone calls and video visits, relying on letters and photographs to stay connected while missing birthdays, report cards, and everyday moments. Behind every sentence is a story. And behind every prison wall is a child wondering why their dad can’t come home. Daniel Longoria is one of those fathers. A U.S.-born, Hispanic man serving a 30-year sentence for a nonviolent cannabis offense, Daniel has not seen or held his children in years. The pain of distance, separation, and injustice weighs heavily on him. He shared the following: “When a Dad has not seen his kids, held his kids and who's son no longer speaks to him because I am over 1,000 miles away from home without a good cause puts such a heaviness in my heart that if I did not have God to turn to, I might have probably already ended my life. My son has now been diagnosed with Mental Behavior Disorder and has attempted suicide three different times. These things as a Father kill me inside because I was a great Dad and my kids loved me, and so Father’s Day is really hard to celebrate anymore. How can I celebrate this day, when I know my kids are struggling out there because of a plant that many states are now making millions, if not billions, of dollars off of it? I have also become a grandfather of two and have yet to meet them. I keep the faith and remain strong in the Lord. One day, I pray to be home and this nightmare be over.” Daniel’s experience is not an isolated one. At Last Prisoner Project, we work with dozens of fathers currently incarcerated for cannabis convictions—men who are missing milestones, parenting through prison walls, and holding on to hope for freedom. These dads include: Terrence Pittman – Father of five, serving a 30-year sentence Rollie Lamar – Father of six, serving an 18-year sentence Antoine Turner – Father of three, serving a 13-year sentence Malik Martin – Father of six, serving a 10-year sentence J’lyne Caldwell – Father of four, serving a 5-year sentence Vinh Nguyen – Father of two, serving a 6-year sentence Rendy Le – Father of two, serving a 5.5-year sentence Sean Scott – Father of one, serving a 5-year sentence Sean Scott’s story is particularly heartbreaking. A former Division I football player and successful real estate entrepreneur, Sean is serving over half a decade for a nonviolent marijuana offense involving nine kilograms and a legally owned firearm. While he remains proud of his past and hopeful for the future, he’s devastated to be missing out on his two-year-old son’s life. “This is my third time away,” Sean said. “And it’s extremely difficult to just watch my son grow and miss another holiday with him.” His fiancée is raising their son alone while also caring for Sean’s elderly mother. Sean is one of many fathers who should be home—not behind bars for something legal in so many parts of the country. Then there’s Rendy Le, a father of two, who reminds us what’s at stake. “You can always make money—but you can’t always make memories,” he said. “Cherish the good times.” It’s a sentiment echoed by every man we work with: time is the most precious thing they’re losing. Despite all this injustice, we also see the other side—stories of reunion, resilience, and redemption. Bryan Reid is one such example. After serving six years of a 12-year cannabis sentence, Bryan is now home and rebuilding his life with his children. “When I went in, my son was just one and my daughter was three,” Bryan told us. “I missed every first and last day of school. But now? Now I’m their sports dad, Santa, and biggest fan.” In the 15 months since his release, Bryan has made new memories—picking his kids up from school for the first time, visiting trampoline parks, and watching his oldest daughters graduate college. “Watching them grow into strong, independent women and seeing how hard they’ve worked for everything they have is nothing short of incredible,” he said. “It was an honor to stand beside them.” Bryan’s return to fatherhood, though hard-earned, is a reminder of why we fight. No one should be separated from their children over cannabis. No child should grow up wondering why their father is in prison for something now sold legally in dispensaries across the country. This Father’s Day, let’s do more than celebrate. Let’s commit to changing the laws, freeing the fathers, and reuniting families. Join us in advocating for clemency, resentencing, and restorative justice—for Daniel, Sean, Rendy, and the thousands of others still waiting to come home. Want to help this Father’s Day? Share their stories and donate to support our work! Bryan Reid Enjoying Freedom
June 12, 2025
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By Stephanie Shepard May 14, 2025
When Alexander Kirk walked out of prison on December 10th, he stepped into a world that had shifted beneath his feet. But the shift wasn’t universal. In Iowa, where he lives, cannabis is still fully illegal. Drive two minutes across the bridge into Illinois, and that same plant, once the root of his decade-long incarceration, is not only legal but a booming, billion-dollar industry. That contradiction sits at the center of Alex’s story. He’s a father, a mechanic, a reader, and a deep thinker. He’s also someone who spent more than ten years of his life behind bars for the same substance that dispensaries now sell with flashy packaging and tax revenue incentives. “It’s crazy,” he says. “One side of the bridge is legal, the other side isn’t. It’s hard to believe.” A Life Interrupted Alex’s most recent sentence—ten years in federal prison—started with a bust that was as much about timing and proximity as anything else. He was on federal probation for a previous cannabis offense. A raid at a residence he didn’t live in, but where his truck was parked, ended with a federal indictment. A tip from his child’s mother, who was angry about a disagreement over vacation plans, helped open the door for the investigation. “She made a call, gave them a tip,” Alex recalls, without bitterness, just clarity. “And that’s all it took.” The charges? Conspiracy to distribute less than 50 kilograms of marijuana—a charge that, while less than the quantities tied to large-scale trafficking operations, still carried weight under federal law. He received 80 months for the new charge and another 40 months for violating parole. The math added up to a lost decade. “I had already done ten and a half years the first time,” Alex says. “I was institutionalized. Prison became familiar. It’s where I knew how to move.” But even when you know the rules, prison isn’t easy. The hardest part for Alex wasn’t the food, the routines, or the guards—it was missing his children growing up. “I got five kids. Three of the older ones talked to me after and explained how I chose the streets over them. That was hard. But it was true.” He reflects on it now with a kind of painful honesty: “I didn’t want to pay for weed, so I started selling it. I smoked, and I hustled. Eventually, it got out of hand.” Knowledge Behind Bars Alex didn’t spend his time in prison passively. He worked in the prison garage, learning to fix cars—something he’d loved as a kid. He dove into books and self-help titles. One that stuck with him was The Voice of Knowledge by Don Miguel Ruiz. “That one changed things,” he says. “It helped me realize everyone’s got their own story they’re telling themselves. That helped me stop taking things so personally.” He also began thinking about the world beyond prison. He drafted a business plan for a youth program designed to keep teens from ending up like him. “I wanted to show them they had options,” he says. “You don’t always get that when you grow up in survival mode.” The Politics of Legalization What’s jarring about Alex’s story is not just the sentence—it’s the fact that it happened while the national conversation around cannabis was changing rapidly. By the time Alex was halfway through his sentence, multiple states had legalized recreational marijuana. Billion-dollar brands were being built. Politicians were posing for ribbon-cuttings at dispensaries. Celebrities were launching product lines. And people like Alex were still behind bars. “It’s unjust,” he says bluntly. “There’s no reason someone should be locked up for weed while companies are out here getting rich off it. The little guy got crushed. They legalized it after locking us up, but didn’t let us out.” The irony was never lost on him: that he was doing hard time for something that was now a tax revenue stream in neighboring Illinois. A Second Chance and Real Support Alex’s sentence was reduced under the First Step Act—a federal law aimed at correcting some of the harshest penalties in the justice system. Thanks to that and a longer placement in a halfway house, he was released earlier than expected. Through a friend, he reconnected with a woman from his past who introduced him to the Last Prisoner Project (LPP) . At first, he was skeptical. “We never heard about people helping folks like us. I didn’t think it was real.” But he gave it a chance—and found not just advocacy, but consistency. “Even getting emails, updates, hearing from people… that helped. It made me feel like someone gave a damn.” Through LPP, he learned that he qualifies as a social equity candidate in states with legalization programs. That means access to business licenses and support that could help him transition into the legal cannabis industry. He also learned he might qualify for early termination of his probation—a process he’s now pursuing. “I want to get into the legal side,” he says. “I know the game. I lived it. Now I want to do it right.” Life After Prison Alex is currently working in the halfway house kitchen. He’s trying to stay grounded, focused, and patient. Reentry is never easy. “You come out and everything is fast. You feel like you’re behind. But I remind myself: it’s not a race.” He’s rebuilding relationships with his kids. He’s focused on starting a business—maybe something in cannabis or something with cars. He hasn’t fully decided, but he knows he wants to help others, too.  “There’s still a lot of people inside,” he says. “And they shouldn’t be. Not for weed. If we’re really gonna legalize it, let’s legalize it for everybody. That means letting people go.” “Get to Know Their Story” Alex doesn’t want pity. He’s not asking for a handout. What he wants is what most people want: a chance to live free, to work, to be with his family. To matter. “Just because someone’s been to prison doesn’t make them violent. Doesn’t make them a bad person. Get to know their story.” Alex’s story is one of transformation, not because the system rehabilitated him, but because he did the work on his own. Now he wants to use his experience to change the system itself. He’s already started.