by Barry | Sep 22, 2015 | Inside Out
Theft, Mushrooms and More Trouble “Well I guess you have made your choice,” my father said, making me want to crawl into a hole somewhere. My parents were separating, and he actually managed to make me feel guilty about not choosing who I wanted to live...
by Barry | Sep 24, 2015 | Inside Out
So I was expelled from school. More than that – I was not allowed to attend any school in Labrador West. Understandable. I ended up in court, listening as the social worker told the judge that I was beyond parental control and that the department of social...
by Barry | Sep 24, 2015 | Inside Out
In March of 1984 I flew to Goose Bay accompanied by my mother to serve my sentence in the group home. I was scared half to death, but tried desperately not to show it. I thought that I was going to hell for a year, and in my fourteen year old mind, a year was...
by Barry | Sep 26, 2015 | Inside Out
Lockup and Blanket Ropes I ran away from the home several times, having nowhere to go and never getting very far, but I ran anyway. I thought that perhaps there was a chance that they would take me out of there if I kept running. They would have to lock me up or...
by Barry | Sep 27, 2015 | Inside Out
“Don’t even think about getting out of here. This is maximum security for juveniles,” one of the staff members told me just after I arrived at the detention center. The building was across the parking lot from the Pleasantville Training School in the...
by Barry | Oct 7, 2015 | Inside Out
Our first escape from detention didn’t work out very well. We’d had big dreams of doing B & E’s, getting all kinds of cash and making our way out of Newfoundland. Things just didn’t go as planned. Our first issue was finding footwear, but...
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