My time in a correctional facility

Recently, a student asked for my assistance in guidance to produce an essay on the “economics of incarceration” in the United States, specifically, for the state of Virginia. The request brought back distant memories of my one-year employment with the Virginia Department of Corrections (VADOC). My reminiscences of that year were not painful, but rather pleasant. Not painful, with the exception of our uniform “Corfam” dress-shoes made by DuPont. The shoes were plastic coated black sheen that you didn’t have to polish. However, the disadvantage was that most of us were on our feet all day long and there was no breathing room, which led to persistent aching. As a new Christian-leaning correctional officer, I was respectful and kind to the inmates. I thought it was bad enough that they had so much time to serve, so why should I add to their mental or physical uneasiness. The prison population was approximately 700-900 and I knew by face and first name approximately 300 of the prisoners. One day I was called in by the superintendent and ordered not to address the prisoners by thei

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