To every thing there is a season, and a time
to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
I was happy to leave Attica...
to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
I was happy to leave Attica...
I was there for three years. But I was nervous, too, because I was headed for another maximum-security facility with an equally bad reputation of violence and brutality: Clinton Correctional Facility. Clinton is located at the opposite end of the state. So I had a long ride in the transportation van, giving me plenty of time to think, and worry.
Looking back, I could say that my time inside the infamous Attica was a blessing. I had some bad experiences, and I did leave the prison on a bad note, having done ninety days in the "The Box." But overall, it was a much-needed learning experience. I had to learn how to do "hard time" and maneuver around trouble. Sometimes I was successful, and sometimes not, but that's the way it goes in prison.
Attica became my training ground. Much like boot camp in the military. The harder it was, the stronger you got. And not just physically, but mentally as well. Whatever survival skills I was able to pick up would serve me throughout the many years of incarceration. The most important one being, "Mind your own business and keep your mouth shut." It doesn't get much simpler than this.
Tomorrow I hope to share a few more experiences I had while at Attica, some good, and some not so good. Meanwhile, little did I know at this stage of my life that a divine appointment was awaiting me. This is all for today.
D.B.
Looking back, I could say that my time inside the infamous Attica was a blessing. I had some bad experiences, and I did leave the prison on a bad note, having done ninety days in the "The Box." But overall, it was a much-needed learning experience. I had to learn how to do "hard time" and maneuver around trouble. Sometimes I was successful, and sometimes not, but that's the way it goes in prison.
Attica became my training ground. Much like boot camp in the military. The harder it was, the stronger you got. And not just physically, but mentally as well. Whatever survival skills I was able to pick up would serve me throughout the many years of incarceration. The most important one being, "Mind your own business and keep your mouth shut." It doesn't get much simpler than this.
Tomorrow I hope to share a few more experiences I had while at Attica, some good, and some not so good. Meanwhile, little did I know at this stage of my life that a divine appointment was awaiting me. This is all for today.
D.B.
RSS Feed