I saw the electric chair he was fried in when I toured Statesville prison…
Wow. Nice.
I visited a friend that I grew up with in Pontiac prison. Long story short, he had some fucked up shit going on with his girlfriend and she somehow ended up dead. Turns out he killed her in a most vile way. Went up for 1st degree murder. If the death penalty were still a thing when he did it, he would have probably went down for it. He's in for life without parole.
Pontiac is old, like Stateville. It's one of those places that when you show up, it's like wow, this is legit shitty. When you pull up in the parking lot, you hear the noise from the inmates. It's just obviously a terrible place to be, and you feel terrible as you walk up.
Then, the officers basically search you and treat you like you're one of the inmates. No matter how much you try to cooperate, they still treat you like shit, for whatever reason.
Then, you move in and go to the visiting room, and wait. Eventually they bring out your guy, and he looks awful. Not that I feel sorry for him because he's the one that got himself in here, but it's still hard to not feel bad for him. He really cherishes our time together, and actually enjoys every second. Then, the guards come and say all done, time to go. Then, the light goes out of his eyes, and he gets up to go back.
It's really sad. It's just super shitty. But again, that's what happens. He will die in there, unless they move him for some reason. But he will probably die there, alone. He spends most of his time in a cell by himself. It shows that he lacks socialization, because when he saw me he was super jittery, and he just acted super weird. Not like the guy I knew.
Life hits real hard. I actually cried for him when I drove away. He deserves what he's getting, but it's hard to not remember what it was like before.
I haven't been back to see him in a few years. I am thinking about going back to see him, but I'm not sure. It's hard, and so much has happened since then. It sucks, but he's been pretty much left behind.