COVID has hit T.I and caused the facility to shut down almost all operations for the time being. That means I have very limited access to the computer so will need to hold off until next week (hopefully) for my next post. I plan to write about the protocols that are currently in place that […]
For the past month or so… I have been walking the track with one of my “homeboys” every night from 7:45 – 8:30pm. At first, it started out as a casual thing… other guys joining our walk and talking about the day… our lives before coming to T.I… and other light-hearted conversations to pass the
I have noticed over the course of this past week that my energy level has been falling in the afternoons once I leave work. I get back to my “house” change into my workout clothes and head out to the yard but my head is begging me to go back home and take a nap.
I received an interesting letter this past week from a guy in the “Pre-Trial” or “Pre-Sentencing” stage of this experience. He reached out after being pointed in my direction from someone and wanted to know information about my day to day life in here and what he can expect after he is sentenced… among other
I look out the small square window of my quarantine cell in E Unit and see a man doing the same thing across the hall from me. Staring back at me with a smile on his face… he appears to be in his late 50s or early 60s. All of the sudden… his head disappears
“You don’t have friends in here, Zach. You have acquaintances and at some point… you may have 1 or 2 homeboys that are a little more than acquaintances but never forget that you are in prison.” This was the advise that I got my second day out of quarantine when I first got to T.I.
I met a guy named Michael on Tuesday night that I haven’t been able to get off my mind since that day. He came to our AA meeting as an “outside guest” (still blown away by these people so generously giving us their time) and his story, outlook and energy profoundly touched me. Michael is
Today is one of those days… when I wake up and cannot believe that I am here. I cannot believe that I haven’t hugged or even seen my boys faces in over three months. Today is Father’s Day… and today is really hard. I can close my eyes and vividly picture me and my boys…
Big moves this week at T.I…. at least in my little world in here. I got a new job… and not just any job… I got a job in Commissary (or as the guys in here call it… “The store”, “The Treasure Chest”, “The Market”, or my favorite, “The Canteen”). Unbeknownst to me until a
I had an interesting conversation with one of the guys in here on Friday night while walking the track. The track is clearly like therapy time for me lately. I find it surprising how much I am enjoying talking with the guys at night… It’s usually right after sunset and a lot of the campus
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