My Time In Jail
These are my stories about the times I’ve spent in.
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking:
1) “I’m not surprised you’ve spent time in jail.”
2) “You mean they actually let you out? See, that’s whats wrong with the system; they let bad people out.”
3) “Oh really? What were you in jail for? Please tell!”
4) “It’s just like that movie ‘Chained Heat’, isn’t it? You gonna post some pictures?”
And so on…
Well, I hate to disappoint you, it’s none of the above.
It’s another weird thing about me. I do a lot of volunteer work.
It’s not something that I go around telling people. I am not someone who talks about the things I do. I don’t like that trait in people. If you are going to do something, just do it because it’s the right thing to do. Don’t go running around telling people all about it. Sort of takes the goodness out of it.
I got interested in this a long time ago. Can’t really explain why. It just sort of worked out that way.
The funny thing is, a lot of the people I worked with over the years aren’t so different from me. Well, other than the felony conviction part. But what I mean is this – “There but for the grace of God go I” – because many times it could have been me sitting there instead of them. I was fortunate. I grew up with a wonderful and caring family. I had parents that cared about how we all turned out. I had a full support system. I wasn’t put in foster care and forgotten.
I think it’s more important to see what we all have in common rather than what we don’t.
Anyway, I hope you like my stories. Some of these people changed my life for the better.