September 20, 2005
Michael's impending homecoming
In case anyone is wondering, Michael has 21 days and one night to go in his stay at Camp Snoopy, aka Eglin Federal Work Camp just outside of Fort Walton Beach Florida. On October 12, at 8 in the morning, I'll be picking him just outside the main gate, driving ten to twelve hours back and dropping him off at the halfway house in Dania Beach.
It's been a long two and a half years.
The last weeks have been pretty screwed up too, and I've been so bummed out not being able to talk to him on the phone, because the prison phone system for the entire Southern Region of the Bureau of Prisons is located where? You guessed it: New Orleans. Why doesn't the BOP let the inmates direct dial for a few weeks until it's back up? You think our government could show just the tiniest bit of humanity.
Well, I'm sure the administration's response is "What did prisoners do before the invention of the telephone? They'll survive." Those bastards.
Posted by Bastique at September 20, 2005 10:31 PM