Saying hello, saying goodbye

I never cease to be amazed at the coexistence, sometimes in the same moment, of joy and sadness during our work at the prison. Children’s Center events are a time when this is especially true. One Saturday of every month about forty children come from across the...

It takes a village

I’m sure you’ve heard someone say “it takes a village to raise a child.” Before Hillary Clinton used the phrase, it was a proverb present in many African cultures. I won’t debate Bob Dole on the truth of this proverb as it pertains to...

5 struggles of incarcerated parents

Prison is something you can’t truly understand until you live it. Our program participants have spent their pregnancy, childbirth, and often the first few years of their child’s life in prison. It’s so hard for us, me writing this post, and you...

The invisible safety net

It was a Saturday morning in the mid-1990s. My brother and I, about 5 and 7 years old respectively, were watching television when an infomercial came on. We were amazed, transfixed, as a smiling man dipped stained clothes in a bowl of liquid and pulled them out, white...

“She’s been with me for nine months”

Three pregnant women in khaki jumpsuits sit in a circle on blue plastic chairs. The florescent lighting of the cafeteria turned classroom buzzes softly in the background and every so often an ice machine lets off the small rumble of an internal avalanche. Correctional...

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