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reg's jail journals ... Sleepy Hollow Correctional Centre

Day 12 (November 8)

Again, I sleep till 12:30, getting up just in time for lunch.  Today we eat like kings; chicken nuggets and French fires (PEI French fries of course).  Interestingly, they serve the same chicken nuggets as you would find at McDonalds.  This is the first time I’ve seen these outside of McDonalds.  Andre is hearing a lot of jokes about PEI potatoes (he is from Toronto).  I told him that I had a vision of him in the future. He is at a truck stop in Ontario waiting for a truckload of PEI potatoes to pull in so he can steal it.  All his friends are saying: “poor Andre, he used to be so good at this but now all he wants is PEI potatoes”.  Then I see Andre out in the woods with the truck hidden and a big smile on his face.

[Janine] and my mother came to visit today.  I wasn’t expecting [Janine] to come.  Basically they tried to make me feel guilty and sorry for myself and the kids.  I am worried but what good does it do me to dwell on it.  [Janine] wants me to write a letter to Steven which I suppose I can do.  I really feel like a convict talking to them on a phone through the glass, just like in the movies.  I guess the people who built this place watch the same prison movies I saw.  Hmmm.

We had an AA meeting here tonight.  I kind of miss going to AA.  Hopefully this will soon be over and everything will be normal, whatever that is.

I didn’t get much writing done today.  I’ll get back with it tomorrow.  There’s always tomorrow.

Day 13, November 9, 1998.