It's been a long while since a post on Courtsey of the State, and I hope to get something up every day from now on. Prisoner R - my husband - has been turned down for parole, because he didn't have a class that he asked to be in and Psychological Services told him that the didn't need, and they wouldn't give him. That was in August.
When I began calling and making noise about getting him into the class, Prisoner R was transferred from Mid-Michigan correctional facility, to Pine River (literally, across the courtyard), and one week later, to Cooper Street Correctional facility. Sound like punishment to you? Now remember, you can't complete a class or get into it if you're transferred out before they even get the request.
Although from a visitor perspective, Cooper Street seems like a dream compared to the facilitites in the middle of the state - ie professional, courteous staff versus smarmy, openly contempteous hicks, attractive grounds versus a cattle like round-up atmosphere, parking that is close to the visitor center, as well as well-drained versus the hike through a swamp at the other places. Unfortunately, the actual visitor room leaves a lot to be desired - no cards, games, books, weird arrangement of seats that makes private conversation impossible, and lest I forget, visitors that arrange to have photos done (which is they're right, I'm not complaining about them) interrupt your visit, because of where they shoot the photos.
However, from a prisoner perspective, as I am informed by Prisoner R
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