by Barry | Oct 15, 2015 | Inside Out
During our escapes we never made it very far or for very long. A couple of times we managed a few days, surviving by stealing and sometimes coming close to hypothermia from being under dressed for the weather. Once we slept in a public washroom in Bowering Park,...
by Barry | Oct 20, 2015 | Inside Out
Her Majesty’s Penitentiary I felt like I was walking into another world as they brought us into the cells of St. John’s Lockup. It was a dark and dirty looking place, with a long concrete hallway, the cells lining one side. I was scared to death and...
by Barry | Oct 21, 2015 | Inside Out
Drugs, Blood and Cell Time My ability to get high grew over time. I had maxed out my prescriptions with the doctor: he would not give me anything stronger than what I was getting. So I saved up until I had enough to get high, mixing sleeping pills with my daytime...
by Barry | Oct 26, 2015 | Inside Out
I am not sure how long I was in the hole, I think around a week, but I do know that there was some discussion while I was there about whether or not I would be changed in outside court for attempted escape. I still had court dates ahead of me and so still did not know...
by Barry | Nov 2, 2015 | Inside Out
Somehow I ended up with a job in the doctor’s office. You did not get paid for working, but it got me off of the unit twice a day, and the guard who ran things there was pretty laid back. We got along well and he kept talking about how I was far too young to be...
by Barry | Nov 6, 2015 | Inside Out
He’s Okay, Just a Little Nuts “One last time Veinotte. Where is the blood coming from?” the guard said, standing with a cardboard cross in his hand. I didn’t answer – I just stood there grinning, but I figured I knew what was going to happen next. The cross was...
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