"I Was in Prison and You Visited Me"

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The drive in today was an eyeful of everything colorful Colorado has to offer. A stunningly beautiful day that springs us alive and free! Three different times deer and antelope graze in an open field along the highway. 

Up ahead a prison complex nestles right below majestic peaks standing as snow-covered guards. Yet even in the outside yard, because of high walls, the prisoners never get a peek.

A line of seven cars waits for the 8:30 a.m. opening. At the parking lot, a cacophony overhead turned out to be a flock of geese flying north in formation.

Before locking the car, time to double check you have everything correct. Bring only one car key and driver’s license. Leave everything else locked in the car.

Inside you must know your license plate number or you will have to go all the way back out and retrieve it.

All set. Deep breath. Try to look confident as you walk to the first closed gate near the 30-foot guard tower. Pause to read all the warning signs.

No, you are not wearing green or brown clothes or anything suggestive in the slightest. A momentary twinge of alarm that the sign warns against gray sweatpants—but it should be okay, you’re wearing gray dress slacks.

The aluminum gate clanks open. No sign of reaction from the guard tower, so on to the second gate. It opens and you enter double doors. Fill out a form. Hand it to the desk clerk.

Then through the metal detector. Everybody beeps it so you get a noninvasive pat down. All staff smile, seem happy and treat you courteously—but you can see they mean business if challenged.

A mother carrying a 1-year-old must go back out and change the toddler’s shirt to a non-offending color.

Into the last stop with a sargeant. She takes your key, license and paperwork. She has power to let you into the visiting room.

“Did you call for an appointment?” Oops. That was a new rule, and I forgot to call!

“Normally I would deny you and send you away. But it’s slow today so I’ll ask the desk clerk to make you an appointment.”

Thank you!

Into the visiting room. Two rows reserved only for visitors to walk down and two rows on the other side of little tables for prisoners to walk down and sit. Only at the end of a row they can meet for a hug or kiss, and anybody caught up in the excitement and venturing out of their row gets sharply reprimanded.

Visitors’ eyes are on the far door where prisoners enter. To the right are five phone-window setups like in the movies, but nobody uses them.

Visitors are highly encouraged—but not demanded—to have money to buy snacks for the prisoners. The alluring smell of junk food is hard to ignore if your prisoner has character and doesn’t want any.

At a certain time a lockdown takes place, and you are locked in as well! Try to look calm as you go on chatting. By noon the prison guards will have wand-searched under your vehicle so you are free to leave.

After several hours of wonderful talk with a brother in Christ believed innocent but expected to never get out, he goes back down his aisle and through the door, and you go back down your aisle to the controlling sargeant.

You thank her again for mercifully letting you in without the required appointment. You thank the desk clerk for volunteering to do the adlibbed paperwork. Take your key and license. Nobody pays attention as the metal detector beeps on your way out.

Thank God the two doors swing open! You drive away, careful to stick to the 20 mph limit so you can make your escape.

The deer still graze. More honking geese. A sigh of relief.

He looks forward to your next visit in three months. And so do you.

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Comments

  • robertearlcurry

    Thank you ghobbins for your nice comment! Not everybody can go in person. Our brothers and sisters in Christ usually appreciate correspondence as well.

  • ghobbins

    Exceptional article! I was with you on that visit.

  • robertearlcurry

    Thank you, Janet! Your comment was a great little article on its own. I'm glad to hear about UCG serving 12,000 prisoners on the mailing list! Our hometown of Canon City is prison country with 11 to 13 prisons depending on the source. It does mean so much to our brothers and sisters in chains to have correspondence and visits.

  • Janet Treadway

    I am so glad you wrote about this. I have had this on my mind a lot lately and was also thinking about writing a blog. I am currently writing to a young man in prison in Texas. Also when my children were young we went every other Sabbath to visit a young man in prison. We would take our kids right in. I also organized a prison visit with our youth group many years ago. It is eerie to go through and hear the door clan shut behind you and you are locked in with everyone else. Currently we at the Home Office of United Church of God have around 12000 prisoners on the mailing list that we send literature to and correspondence. Prisoners need encouragement and they need hope restored. I cannot stress that enough! So if you can visit please do so. Or send a letter please. Make sure you know the prison rules before you send something. We can all be a source of encouragement to them in one way or another We can truly make a huge difference in their lives by simply showing that we care. Contact your local minister to see if you can help and how you can help. We can be their lifelines in helping to encourage them toward God. Great article!

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