When I was in the Citizens Police Academy, we were taken on a tour of the P-Farm. This was short for Prison Farm. It's well maintianed but the inmates are generally not violent. Most are in for drugs. We went to the central part of this prison and I saw 16, 7, 18 year old kids all in this huge room. They had a basketball inside and out and that was it. There was a phone for them to call collect and the supervisor told us that many of these kids come from poor families. A 15 minute collect call is big money to them. Off to the side sat a young boy that reminded me of my son so much.
He was hard to look at. He would smile and he was just waiting, hoping to get out of jail. My eyes filled with tears because that could have very easily been my son sitting there.
Raising David was not easy and I'm sure plenty of these parents cared. They just didn't know what to do with them.
David had a very strong father figure. He had to have one. He was very difficult to deal with and I couldn't imagine having to raise him myself. I know many Mothers do well. But there were times just the sight of his father made him straighten up and fly right.
I was a tough Mom too. He got away with stuff, stuff I didn't want to know about. But he knew he better walk the straight and narrow or the end of the crooked line would be his father, who had NO problem with tough love.
I could see kids there that would probably go on to be hardened criminals. Tatoos covered their bodies and they were extremely disrespectful to the women in our group. The officers set them straight right now.
When I was walking back from the gun range, I saw two young inmates standing there and didn't think much of it til I heard an irate officer bark at them to get back and get away from civilians. He was REALLY mad.
These young men....I felt so sorry for some of them. But the officer told me they KNEW the rules and they were pushing it. I understood but it would have broken my hert to see my son there.
He was hard to look at. He would smile and he was just waiting, hoping to get out of jail. My eyes filled with tears because that could have very easily been my son sitting there.
Raising David was not easy and I'm sure plenty of these parents cared. They just didn't know what to do with them.
David had a very strong father figure. He had to have one. He was very difficult to deal with and I couldn't imagine having to raise him myself. I know many Mothers do well. But there were times just the sight of his father made him straighten up and fly right.
I was a tough Mom too. He got away with stuff, stuff I didn't want to know about. But he knew he better walk the straight and narrow or the end of the crooked line would be his father, who had NO problem with tough love.
I could see kids there that would probably go on to be hardened criminals. Tatoos covered their bodies and they were extremely disrespectful to the women in our group. The officers set them straight right now.
When I was walking back from the gun range, I saw two young inmates standing there and didn't think much of it til I heard an irate officer bark at them to get back and get away from civilians. He was REALLY mad.
These young men....I felt so sorry for some of them. But the officer told me they KNEW the rules and they were pushing it. I understood but it would have broken my hert to see my son there.
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