August 25, 2006

Oh! The Places You'll Go!

I went down to the prison in Mansfield, the old one, the one that was used in the filming of the movie Shawshank Redemption, to see a client once. The prison, which has since been replaced, was not adequately or accurately depicted in the movie ... unless you have Smell-a-Vision and a wide-angle lens that lets you take in the whole scene. I had to strip to get in ... no cavity search, but I did get down to my underwear.

Last night, I didn't have to strip, just empty all my pockets and have my social security number run for outstanding warrants and such, to get into a small room with a window made of a double layer of scratched and clouded plexiglass, behind which was my son in an orange, Tivek shirt and pants, for a half-hour visit with him.

Aaaaahhhh ... another new life experience, difficult to describe. So many curious adventures have happened on this path.

Posted by Bill at August 25, 2006 09:26 AM
Comments

I don't suppose you stuck your face up to the plexi-glass and blew your cheeks out like a chipmunk?

What a shitty way to see your kid. Hopefully all this experience is doing J-Dogg some good.

Posted by: KathyHowe at August 25, 2006 10:24 AM

Wow. Your post made me all teary. No parent holds their newborn baby and ever dreams they will see their child under such circumstances.

I irritates the hell out of me when people say such experiences are character building. Bill, you have a lot of character and really don't need to achieve more in this way.

Posted by: moonandsun03 at August 25, 2006 10:55 AM

no words.... just a deep sigh....

so much emotion captivated in the few words that you used.
-d

Posted by: -d at August 25, 2006 11:04 AM

Hugs...

Posted by: Trace at August 26, 2006 01:42 PM

aw shit. Sorry. Hugs. Smooches. *sigh* To all of you.

Posted by: Keri at August 27, 2006 01:26 PM