Sunday is a Day of Rest... and Loneliness

Writings from the day of Sunday, January 23, 2011,

  Today nothing really special happened.  Three meals as usual and that's the only time we got out of our cell.  The swamper came around this morning and asked my cellmate if I wanted to go to church.  He told me I 'wasn't on the list.'  I finally got my 'Institutional copy' of the Bible on Friday after asking for three weeks.  I'm glad I now had my own.  Now that they finally got that distributed to me maybe they'll finally call me out for a different church service sometime this week.  Only time will tell....

  There was no mail distribution today since no one gets mail anywhere on Sundays.  Hopefully something comes tomorrow.  It's always nice when you get mail when you're in prison.  Even if it's someone cussing you out, a lawyer responding to a legal claim or someone who actually cares.  At least when you get some mail in prison it reminds you that you haven't just been locked up and forgotten.  So, for those of you who are reading this and know someone in jail or prison, take a few minutes today and write them a letter.  Let them know you are thinking about them.  I promise you, you will brighten their day significantly.

~J. Doe

How to Make Your Bed Quickly ;-)

still continuing from the same January 22, 2011 writings

  When we go anywhere outside of the unit, other than at chow time, our bunks must be made and all blankets folded and tucked under the mattress.  I personally keep things easy by keeping mine made military style aside from using my second blanket to cover with while sleeping.  It makes for a quickly made bed when I need to.  I just flatten out the wrinkles in my bed, fold my blanket and put it on the front on my bed.

  So after standing count I fold my blanket and look over my cell to make sure it looks neat enough.  Then the C.O. yells, "Seven! Be sure your bunks are made, your shirts are tucked in and you're wearing you I.D.'s! Step out for Rec and close the doors behind you!"

~  J. Doe