It was a particularly cold day in Macon, Georgia. I prepared myself for the long wait to get into Central State Prison to visit my son. Wearing my “prison uniform” and donning a men’s coat that would keep me warm enough I stepped out of my vehicle — quarters, check; driver’s license, check; patience, check.
The line was long today. What many people don’t realize is that most prisons don’t have interior areas to wait to get through security. We have a sidewalk with a small metal cover as wide as the walk over our heads. A metal railing on one side. Razor wire on the other. I can hear the clang of the gates as visitors slowly process through. I knew my patience would be tested today.
[For more of this story, written by Kate Boccia, go to http://jjie.org/its-time-for-a...ncarceration/283785/]
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