The year was 2000. I was 10 years into the mess I had created, 7 years into fighting a death sentence I asked for (hold that thought, a future blog will cover this). I was talking with my Mother (who passed in October, 2022), known to us as Mama, and she asked me, "Robert, what do you do?" Mama was French, born and raised in France, only coming to America the first time in 1955, and even 45 years later her thick French accent was pronounced.

I got transferred since my last installment. Went from a medium to a Max security. A disciplinary transfer, they call it. But honestly, I'm better off here. The officers treat us with more respect in a max compared to a medium. The food tastes better, and more of a serving. TV channels are better. Why, you may ask, would a max be "better" than a medium?

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