Category Archives: Jail Tales

Stories and memories of my five months in the American penal system prior to being deported. I was torn from my beloved, the land, and my animals.. I have tales of emotional experiences, tales of friendships, of characters and authorities.. I hope they enlighten and amuse you both.

Jail Tales – The aromatherapy saga

When I was in jail I wrote letters out asking for friends to send in letters or just a piece of paper soaked with essential oil. The stench of the officers’ cheap perfume was ghastly and I knew some healing essential … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – The day they came for me

A story begins where it begins. Tomorrow my story may begin 40 years ago but today it begins here. I sat in the back of the cop car, handcuffed, watching through a blur of tears and window bars as the … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – 3 – Experiencing, observing, analysing people

I used to go to church in the Spanish girls’ cells. One of the women in our pod was a pastor. She held prayer meetings. A lot of crying and wailing went on and they had these songs they’d sing, … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – 5 – Pod Power and how it works

The Pod is the collective word for the room containing a day room and cells.  In each Pod there is a power system which is based on some very simple algorithms.  He/She who can provide the most needed service, from … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – 4 – The TV Wars

There was a schedule for TV, but Lulu overrode it and for the most part the pod was peaceful, so the officers let it slide.  She and Christiani loved hip hop and would switch channels and turn up the volume … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – 2 – Moved to another jail The next breakdown

My next breakdown occurred in the second jail I was shipped to, 6 hours drive from my home town. Comes a time when all illegals must face the journey to an ICE detention centre. The one I was sent to … Continue reading

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Jail Tales – 1 – Depression and learning to play the system

In jail, if you’re trying to get some help, it’s OK to say you’re depressed but everyone learns very quickly, when they ask you if you’ve ever felt suicidal, you say NO.  If you admit to that you’re done for.  They … Continue reading

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