The question here is how much do you really want to know?? I will preface this by saying I am generally pretty close-mouthed. It's just the way I was taught. I was raised in rural East Texas, and I don't know about the rest of the world, but here you keep pain, hurts, disappointments, etc. to your self. I worked well within that realm until recently (4/15/96). Having already been married & divorced 4 times and raised 2 children (+ assorted stepchildren, etc), a stiff-upper-lip was no stranger. However, on 2/1/95 I went to work for the Texas Dept. of Criminal Justice as a Food Service Manager I in a 3500-bed maximum security unit. Prior to that I had been a Parts Clerk in a John Deere Tractor dealership. It was a rude awakening in a world I would prefer to pretend doesn't exist. But it does exist and after 14 months I transfered to a similar unit 300 miles north. On my 6th day of duty, I was beaten & raped by 2 inmates. I have since been on workman's comp., bought a computer, and spend my time trying to find some meaning in life. Decisions on diet seem to come easier these days.
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