Feb 24

Orientation & Depression

Prison Life

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2011 |

I was depressed today due to a culmination of many things including being treated curtly by several guards for not having an empty trash can, having some things other than my bible on my locker, and a guard told me to take off my hat in the dining room.  This last item wouldn’t have bothered me except that another guy was standing near me wearing a Rastafarian rainbow hat.  Several other guys were wearing either wool hats or baseball caps. It just appeared that these guards were trying to get on my case.  Also, I’m really realizing that I am in prison. Sometimes it is very hard for me to keep my mouth shut. I’m trying to stay out of trouble but I must watch what I say.

Admissions & Orientation (A&O)

I went to my Admissions & Orientation (A&O) today and was given a A&O Handbook.  A&O is mandatory for all new inmates and is given every Tuesday. They had representatives from each department talk a little about their programs and do’s and don’ts.  Some things that came out of the session:


Anything weighing more than 16 oz. must have printed on the package “Authorized by BOP Policies” and state the contents (e.g. magazines, books, etc.). A magazine is technically not media mail and has to go at a higher postage rate.


They have new continuing education classes posted all the time but the inmate must pay the tuition if there is one. Inmates teach some of the classes, and they set up their own curriculum. I’ll check to see if there is anything interesting. I’m going to try to get setup to use the legal library.


They also said that there is a minimum wait of 60 minutes for email coming and going, and the system does break down occasionally. They know there is a problem and they are trying to fix it. I am paying $.05/min for the email system. I bought 600 minutes when I came in and I now have about 200 left. It’s not a problem buying more time if I have money in my account.


The maximum phone numbers I can call are 20. Also, I would need to get approval for collect calls (which really doesn’t pertain to us).


It is mandatory that all inmates work for at least 90 days in the kitchen, which is about the worst job on-site, unless they have another job that facilitates the entire prison. I have been working hard trying to find a job. So far, I applied to library, education, laundry, psychology, and to Unicor for a clerical position.

Unicor is the textile factory run by the prison making Air Force shirts and jackets and food service pants. I would not be able to work in the factory per se because I can’t sew, but I applied for a clerical position. The problem is – all tell me that they aren’t hiring right now. The regular jobs pay something like 5 to 10 cents an hour. The Unicor jobs pay between $.23 to $1.15/hr. Preference is given to guys that have restitution, fines or child support to pay. I have none of that so I may not get the job.

Psychology Services has an inmate to inmate mentoring program. I would be perfect as a mentor because of my Stephen Ministry training. I’m meeting with that department head this afternoon.

Family Calling to the Facility

One CO said the prison is very adamant that the family should not call unless it is a true emergency. The prison will check and verify the reason for the call (i.e.; call the hospital, funeral home, etc.). They can shutoff contact with the family member if that person is caught lying.


The Compound Officer talked about visitation. They are very strict on visitation. Everyone is either watched or videotaped, and the tapes are viewed later. They also said not to get there too early. Typically, 30 minutes in advance of the visiting time is good.

Feb 23

Planning My First Visitation

Family Impact

Sunday, August 21st, 2011 |

I started planning my first visit to Kevin. We had already agreed that I would come once a month.  So, I thought it would be good to go over Labor Day and take advantage of the extra day of visitation that is granted on national holidays. After all, gas isn’t cheap so I need to make the most out of it that I could. I checked the BOP website for their visitation policy and days.  Thursday through the end of Labor Day looked like a possibility. NOT!

Importance of Checking Visitation Information in Advance

The visitation information on the website isn’t correct! Visitation is every other weekend at the Low.  There are so many inmates that they must rotate the dorm visitation to first and third weekends for half the men and the second and fourth weekends for the other half! So, I had to alter my plans and come up the weekend before Labor Day.  Kevin was already showing signs of stress and depression. Besides, we were going to run out of minutes.  We had so much to go over with the selling of the house, furniture sales, etc. for me to relocate somewhere smaller.

I also changed my health insurance policy now that I was a “single” woman. Everything was changing in just a few short days! So many companies had not been informed of the “change in leadership” of our team (i.e. the stock brokerage accounts, the life insurance policy accounts, Verizon and on and on).

TIP: The best thing we did was to execute multiple powers of attorney!

Feb 23

Laid-Back First Sunday

Prison Life

Sunday, August 21st, 2011 |

It was a very laid-back day.  I went to the Catholic service this morning. It was in the small chapel. As I previously said, there are a lot of different religions represented here so they have the services stacked up each Sunday. There were about 30 guys in attendance. The service was led by a woman volunteer who does all the Catholic services at Butner.  The volunteers go to each of the facilities here in sequence.  The service followed the prayers and rites of the mass without the consecration of the Eucharist. It was very simple, nice and moving.

I try to get up around 6 am and walk for about an hour after breakfast, and today was no different. Breakfast was grits and a donut. Lunch is supposed to be an omelet and breakfast sausage.

I can see that I will be doing a lot of reading here.  I finished “The Civil War” by Bruce Catton last night and started a book about Madoff this morning. Madoff is at Butner as well but at the Medium, a higher security unit. I’m really surprised that he is not at the Low but it must have something to do with his lengthy sentence.  In addition, the Medium is a “drop-off” prison where they can provide him with better security.

Feb 23

My First Weekend Day in Prison

Prison Life

Saturday, August 20th, 2011 |

This is my first weekend day in prison, and I am beginning to feel that I am settling in.  Last night was very uneventful and I slept well. I got up this morning, had breakfast and walked for an hour. I read some and prepared for the 10 am count, which are unique to the weekend days only.

All morning they have been calling guys down to visitation, and I recall how much I miss Christine, Watson and all our friends. The reality of the situation has come full bore. I know all this is very hard on Christine, and it is really hitting me how tough both of us are going to have it.


Counts require you to be standing by your bed in your cell at certain times of the day or night.  The whole prison shuts down during counts. In fact, the whole BOP system takes its counts at the same time.  It is taken very seriously since this is the most likely time that the facility would notice an escape.   Counts are simply where two CO’s walk each unit and count each inmate.  “Out-counts” are where the CO’s count inmates that are not in the unit at the time of count (e.g. when the inmates are at work or in visitation).  The counts are reported up the BOP chain – institutional, regional and then national.  The counts are cleared when the facility has reconciled the number of inmates it is supposed to have under custody to those they just counted.

After count today, they locked down the units because the chaplain’s office reported that someone stole a badge. How ridiculous! As if they are going to find a badge! They finally opened the doors for lunch, without shaking down any cells. It was one of the better meals – open faced turkey sandwich, mashed potatoes and an apple.


I missed Catholic services today. Someone gave me the wrong time but there is another chance at 8:30 tomorrow morning. I’m not sure how one service differs from another. Their chapel is just an assembly room and a couple of other rooms. There’s nothing religious appearing at all.

The Wicca’s were having a ceremony when I was in talking to the chaplain. It really seems odd that people worshiping the devil practice in the same room as people who believe in a higher God.

What really upsets me still is that they won’t let me bring in a rosary. Christine can’t mail me one either. Even the terrorists get prayer beads in Guantanamo. The guy in the cell next to me works in the chaplains’ office so I am still pressing for a job there (but probably fat chance).


I spent most of my time in the library this afternoon. The library is very small and consists of a couple of admin offices, a very small “legal” library, a room with manual typewriters (bring your own ribbon-yes more money for the commissary) and book stacks using those movable shelves that you move forward or back with a handle. There is very little in way of good books, not that they don’t have some good titles. They have the Patton biography, which I will start when I finish my Civil War book.

Included in the library building is the education department. It has several small classrooms, some of which have computers and/or small TV’s’s for viewing educational and religious DVDs. I really haven’t explored the educational opportunities besides the paralegal program.

Recreation Yard

Actual photo of Butner Low. Notice the fencing.

As I mentioned earlier, I walked for a full hour this morning but I also walked for 30 minuters after dinner. The big time for most guys to workout is after dinner. There are 2 baseball diamonds, 4 or 5 basketball courts, bocce ball, volleyball, horseshoes, an area for weight training and the indoor aerobics area. They also have pool tables. There is a track that is about 2/3 of a mile around the entire yard. I’m amazed about how much use it gets, both for walkers and joggers. A lot of these younger guys are in great shape and spend a lot of their time working out. I could use some help in this area!

These amenities are tempered with the imposing reality that you are in a secure prison. The “yard” is on the far end of the prison site and is surrounded by an electrified, barbed-razor wire double fence. It is very intimidating, and as much as you see prisons on TV, there is nothing like being on the inside of one.

Feb 23

How to Cut the Cost of Your Prison Phone Bill

Family Impact , Prison Life

Saturday, August 20th, 2011 | (Updated for experience after the original writing of the post)

We quickly discovered how expensive it is to make phone calls from prison.  An inmate is only allowed to make phone calls that do not exceed 15 minutes at a time.  The inmates are further limited to 300 phone call minutes each month.  In November and December, the BOP graciously adds an additional 100 minutes to the inmate’s phone account for the holidays.

I’ve never heard a reason why the BOP even limits the calls.  Kevin told me that the phones in his unit were always busy during the high peak times around count and in the evening.  But, he had plenty of opportunity to call during the day when most inmates were working.  Phone calls to home are essential to the inmates keeping in touch with their families.

We always used all our minutes each month.  Nearly all our calls were 15 minutes because we had so much to talk about and we missed each other.  The BOP charges inmates $0.60 for a 15-minute local call but $3.60 for the same call if it goes to a long-distance phone number.  So, the BOP charges 6x more for long distance phone calls. This is price gouging at its worst! Talk about kicking someone when they are down and out.   We were looking at $72 per month for phone calls alone.

Solution to High Prison Phone Bills

prison phone

Prisons phones are a rip-off to inmates and their families. Copyright: photodee / 123RF Stock Photo

I knew I would have to go to Verizon to make some changes to our phone plan. We had decided to get a local number on Kevin’s cellphone since he wasn’t using his cellphone.  He was still under a 2-year contract so we had to pay the monthly access charges anyway.  I changed his old cellphone number to a new number within the zip code of the prison and forwarded Kevin’s cellphone to my phone.

TIP: Don’t go to your local store, but call the customer service line. They were far more efficient and could get the out of state number easier that the local store.

However, this was not a permanent solution because we did not want to keep paying the Verizon line access charges after his contract expired.  We ultimately settled on a Google Voice number with a 919-area code.  I forwarded the Google Voice line to my cellphone.  We used this number for the full-time Kevin was in prison, but …………


The BOP prohibits calls to phones that are forwarded.  Fortunately for us though, the Butner phone software was not able to detect that the Google Voice number was forwarded to my phone for nearly all calls during all three years.  We were not that fortunate when Kevin was sent to Mecklenburg County jail subsequently.  Almost none of the Google Voice calls were forwarded to my phone while he was in Mecklenburg.

We later learned that calls to a Magic Jack number also will not be completed in a federal prison.  There are other services available that promise to reduce inmate phone call costs but almost all of them use some technology that are at odds with BOP policy.  Google Voice worked the best for us.

The prison inmate phone business is BIG business and the institutions get a cut of the action.  As much as the BOP and others may cry about the need for security, it is the money that is driving the policy.  Prison phone calls have always been a rip-off, and probably always will be due to the money involved.

Feb 21

Prison Overcrowding is a Fact Here

Criminal Justice

Friday, August 19th, 2011 |

Prison overcrowding is an observable fact here.  Butner Low converted all their 2-bed cells to 3-bed cells at some point to accommodate more prisoners.  One of the guys pointed out three bills pending in Congress that generally extend good-time release from 54 days to 120 days for every year served. One of the bills applies retroactively which would release 10% of the prison population. This is still a long way from solving the overcrowding problem. Somehow, someway, we, as a society, need to look at alternative sentencing solutions rather than incarceration for nonviolent and first-time offenders.

Overcrowding makes for very tight living quarters so there are many opportunities to get inmate stories. I have found that nearly every inmate that I have talked to has been friendly and generous. Not quite what I was expecting. Of course, you can tell those who are not, and I just stay away from them. Overall, I’m just trying to mind my own business and keep a low profile. But as I said, I talk to people who are open.

Who is Here?

I have met guys that are in here for all sorts of reasons including murder for hire, drug charges, gun-law violations, meth trafficking and many more.  I know that there are 2 guys in my building who were sentenced to very long terms in a high-profile white-collar case. But so far, I am the only white-collar guy that I have met here.

I am told that the highest percentage of offenders in Butner are child molesters. I don’t know whether that is true or not. My new friends warned me to stay away from the “cho-mo’s”, as they are called. These offenders are ostracized here. I have seen no violence but I was told about a recent attack on a cho-mo that resulted in a lot of blood.

Another thing that really strikes me is the number of elderly and handicapped inmates. I think that this is so because of the medical center on-site. I see guys who look like they are in their 80’s! Maybe these guys did some bad things in their time, but they pose no threat to society now. Most have a hard time getting around in their walkers and wheelchairs. I’m not kidding. One of the inmate jobs is to help these guys get around and take care of them. With all the prison overcrowding, it is insanity that these guys are still in the system.

Federal sentencing guidelines (declared unconstitutional but still generally followed by the judges) impose long sentences for non-violent crime. I met a guy who got 27 years for marijuana.  This seems very harsh no matter how much he peddled. I know that there are guys effectively serving life sentences for non-violent white collar crime as well.



Feb 20

The Commissary is Outrageously Expensive!

Prison Life

Thursday, August 18th, 2011 |

I started Thursday off by going to sick call to wait an hour for them to look at my finger in order to tell me in 5 seconds that my TB test was negative.  Later, I had to go back to medical again to have my DNA test.  So, I guess I am now in the national DNA database.  Even later, I went back to medical once more for my prescriptions which they normally distribute through a pill line.  They gave me mine to take back to the unit so I will not have to wait in line each morning.

Looking for a Job

Everyone is telling me that I should find my own job or the counselor will assign me to a food service or orderly position.  I decided to play to my strength so I went to the library/education department and applied for a job in either the library or tutoring inmates.  They took my application but said that these were popular jobs and guys did not give them up easily.   I also got the application for paralegal training offered from a correspondence college.

Inedible Food Last Night

The food last night was not edible.  They served scrambled eggs, biscuits and gravy for dinner!  I ate almost nothing.  On Friday morning, they served cake with breakfast.  I haven’t even seen dessert at lunch or dinner, and they serve cake at breakfast!!


I picked up my stuff at the commissary last night after dinner.  I went over my spending limit so I had to take some stuff off my list but got everything I thought was really important.  I really can’t survive without a watch, tennis shoes, radio, head phones, lock and some toiletries.  I can buy stamps every week but I can’t go to the commissary for another 30 days!!  Everything is 3-5x as expensive as in the real world. Christine tells me that the vendor for the Commissary is under investigation and there have been numerous complaints about what they charge in the system, but nothing changes. $300 doesn’t buy you much here. Just look at this Commissary List.

Stamps as Cash

Stamps are the underground currency here.  There are guys who carry them around as they would cash.  You can also buy stamps at less than face value by buying commissary items for the seller, so I am told.

I slept well last night.  Went to bed at about 10:15 and woke about 5:45. Fridays are supposed to be laid back so we will see.  I am going to work out on the next move.

I got some clarification on visiting hours from another inmate.  Sat, Sun and Mon are 8:30 – 3, Thurs & Fri are 2:30 to 8. Saturday and Sunday are only every other weekend.  I’ll confirm one more time with the counselor.

Feb 20

Unfailing Love Comes From Many Places….

Family Impact

Thursday, August 18th, 2011 |

Woke up at 7 am and dragging like a stuck pig!  Just after enjoying my breakfast, I got Kevin’s first call. I could tell he was miserable about his situation being stuck in Low Security for an undetermined period.  He had already run through the first $300 with his first commissary order and needed more money for phone and Trulinks email credits.

Hangin’ in there

How my life has changed in two short days: Thinking of Kevin all the time! Phone is now attached ALL the time, waiting to hear his wonderful voice!  Praying that he can hang in there, “For God’s sake, I know you hate this change, but don’t CHANGE… love you the way you are! So proud of you and so damn sorry that this is our life right now. Keep praying for miracles! Don’t give up….” I was very discouraged after that first call imagining how tough the adjustment was.


So, I went to see what Rick Warren had in his Daily Hope today: “The thought of my pain and my homelessness is bitter poison. I think of it constantly, and my spirit is depressed. Yet hope returns when I remember this one thing: The Lord’s unfailing love and mercy still continue, fresh as the morning, as sure as the sunrise. The Lord is all I have, so in him I put my hope.” (Lamentations 3:19-26 TEV)

“When your world is falling apart, it’s so easy to focus on the pain, the problems, the pressure and the difficulties. It’s the natural response… If you want to change your life, you have to change your thoughts…  “Yet hope returns when I remember this one thing: The Lord’s unfailing love and mercy still continue, fresh as the morning, as sure as the sunrise. The Lord is all I have, so in him I put my hope.” … You don’t know God is all you need until God is all you’ve got. But that’s all you need, because God will take care of you… So when you feel like you’ve lost everything, stop focusing on what’s lost and start focusing on what’s left: God and his love for you.”


I had so many mixed emotions: sadness and pain for Kevin, inability to do anything to help, lack of control and tears and finally a migraine!  I rushed off to a real estate inspection and called Ioana, one of my staunch spiritual supports as she coached me through this abyss. She verbalized what I had read.  Hearing her say that we don’t know what God has planned for us, but it will be great, was the hope that I needed to get me through the next few hours.

More Money Out and Email Delay

Got another Western Union money transfer to Kevin done around dinner time and then wrote four detailed emails to him.  When Kevin called again to ask if I had gotten his emails, I told him I hadn’t. He emailed them around noon…another glitch in their system. Obviously, someone is reading them or delaying their transfer out. He was devastated at the thought that all his time and efforts in emails may have been lost.

Feb 20

The Necessities: Prison Food, Clothing, Commissary & Sleep

Prison Life

Wednesday, August 17th, 2011 |


I got up very early today to get my khakis, which is the official uniform, since I only had a temporary clothing since intake.  My “cellie” lent me a sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants because the transitional uniform was very uncomfortable. The laundry department issues clothing and they gave me a coat, 4 shirts and slacks, cap, boxers and undershirts, and a very uncomfortable pair of steel-toed boots.  I have plantar fasciitis so I can’t wear the hard boots that are the normal issue.   I went to medical to request a soft shoe pass so that I can trade the leather boots for shoes that look like black tennis shoes.  Thank God I had the orthopedic inserts I brought with me!  I had a doctor’s letter stating that I needed them so these inserts are considered medical equipment.  Also, the doctor’s letter will short cut the soft shoe pass approval.  But, they took my temp shoes away so I have to wear the boots until I get soft shoes.


After lunch, I went to pick up my commissary order. It was a big order. You must buy a stereo radio and headphones to watch any TV or get music. A pair of tennis shoes are an absolute necessity to do any athletics or walk the track at all. I got a small amount of food, a watch, a razor and some other toiletries. There were other things that I cannot remember right now. I went over-board on my first order but I understand that most new inmates do.  The prison gives a new inmate very little so the commissary is the natural place to get the things to make prison life comfortable.


prison food and wanter

Sometimes all I could really stomach was bread and water. Copyright: sonsam / 123RF Stock Photo

As I mentioned in the last post, the food is not good. This is a sampling of the food they are giving us: Tuesday dinner: sub and small salad; Wednesday meals: breakfast – 2 pancakes and bad bran cereal (I ordered some raisin bran from the commissary for this reason); lunch – hamburger (dried and overcooked) and fries (not too bad); dinner – Spaghetti with meat sauce; Thursday lunch: baked chicken and mashed potatoes. I have been drinking water at each meal because the only alternative is sweet drinks.


Sleeping has been a major issue. The guy in the next cell snores all night long. Most of the inmates near me are young and like to stay up late. Most don’t care about keeping regular hours.  I try to hit the sack around 10 pm and wake up at 6 am. Inevitably, there is no time where it is completely dark or quiet. Everyone says I will get used to it. Seems hard to believe. I have a cloth to put over my eyes to block out the light.

Feb 16

First Impressions of a Federal Prison by Spouse

Family Impact , Prison Life

Tuesday, August 16th, 2011 |

Today I received a Daily Hope email by Rick Warren that was very interesting, timely and so relevant given the last few weeks preparing for Kevin to self-report to prison at Butner.  It starts:

What to do when your world falls apart?   “… look at the specific things God tells us to do when our lives fall apart. You may not need this right now in your life…I guarantee you will need them someday. Inevitably there will come a time in your life — probably multiple times — when the wheels come off, and you’ll need to know what to do when you go through those rough times.”

The email came to my phone while we were driving up to Butner at 6 am! Kevin and I both agreed that this wasn’t our darkest hour, but a dark one nonetheless.  Those darkest times were probably more around the time of his sentencing and being forced to plead ‘guilty’ due to the cost and risk of going to trial.

He has had a very positive outlook, especially today.  His BELIEF going in is that this experience will allow him to serve others and that it will ultimately be a HUGE turning point in our lives. I hope so! I can’t begin to tell you how proud I am of him! Many people would have allowed themselves to be swallowed with self-pity and depression, but he is the consummate fighter.

Lots of first impressions today:

  • How stark our federal buildings are and the people that serve there. It is almost a city unto itself. There is a lot of barbed wire. It looks new and is VERY tall (15-18’).
    self-reporting to FCI Butner Low prison

    Entrance to FCI Butner Low

  • How frustrating the system is—can you believe I’m saying this when he wasn’t even in for 2 hours? They tell you not to bring in money.  So per Kevin’s request, I tried wiring through Western Union for 1.5 hours outside of the prison in the car parking lot. When the wire wouldn’t go through due to a “database error” after trying 7x, I walked back into the prison R&D to try and resolve the issue. I was rudely told that I wasn’t allowed to stay anywhere near the prison parking lot for that amount of time. Long story short, had Kevin walked in alone with the money they would have been forced to take it. Kevin had told me to wire $500 only to find out there is a limit of $300 by Federal Bureau of Prisons (FBOP). Cost per wire: $11.95. TIP: ask for new client discount! (that’s NOT a joke)
  • How we take our freedom for granted: They had signs to follow the sidewalk to the entrance and yet there was a cut through which we thought we would take. We were immediately reprimanded for doing so. You are constantly watched from the moment you drive in.
  • Clearly, they rule in their territory. So, when you go visit, tread lightly and politely: yes sir/ma’am, no sir/ma’am and very deferential!

They were polite taking Kevin in, but I only saw him as he was being patted down for less than 3 minutes before he was led away. I really tried not to cry so that Kevin wouldn’t get agitated, but wasn’t too successful.

Another impression: they have no heart and don’t care. Now all I can do is pray that he can get into the “Camp” after his medical evaluation.  He is currently slated to go into Low security until his evaluation is finished this week, or so we think.

Headed Home Alone

I am grateful to family and friends who made their last phone calls to us as we were driving to Butner.   Those reassurances and God gave me a lot of strength and courage today during the 7+ hour drive home. It is amazing when you are quiet what finally comes to you. There were very few tears though I thought there would be many.

I looked for a radio station playing soothing classical music and found this fabulous North Carolina station on 94.5. I first heard melodies and then listened carefully.  The wonderful words of Gospel and Christian hymns carried me to my next stop just shy of Charlotte where I had a Chick-fil-A sandwich. The same station was playing at the franchise, how amazing! I was self-absorbed when walking out, only to have a nice older gentleman break me out of my reverie when he gently complimented me on my flowered outfit. It was little thing, yet with a big smile, and thus uplifting.

Getting into the car, I heard “Amazing Grace”, which was one of Kevin’s favorite songs. I just knew he was thinking of me, and encouraging me on, as was God. I was thinking how fortunate it was that my mother had died earlier in February.  She didn’t have to witness Kevin going away to prison. My mother would have been devastated as she loved him dearly! She was so grateful for all his care during her last years. What finally brought me to tears was hearing the hymn “For the Beauty of the Earth” a few minutes later. It was my mother’s favorite hymn and one we sang at her memorial service earlier this year. Strangely, it was also energizing.  I felt she was watching and guiding me home.

I drove straight home to Atlanta to weather the storm of the dreaded first evening alone and picked up our beloved dog, Watson, from our dear friend, Ioana. Then I had a quick snack of cheese and crackers and wine with our friends, Toni and Jerry.  We shared the photos of the fabulous family send off at Flemings just 2 nights ago – it feels like weeks ago! One of their friends, Bobbie, offered for me to stay at her company’s condo in High Point, NC.  I can stay there any time for free during visiting days!  Truly an answered prayer to my visiting dilemma! Otherwise it would have been cost prohibitive for me to visit frequently. Thank you, Lord!

Looking Forward to a Visit Already

Our consultant told me that visiting times at the Low were Thursday and Friday 2:30 – 8 pm and Saturday and Sunday 8:30 – 3.  And, the Camp’s visiting times were Friday 5 – 8 pm and Saturday -Monday 8:30 – 3, in addition to federal holidays for both facilities.  I ultimately found out that, due to the large number of inmates at the Low, they rotate weekend visits. Therefore, Kevin’s schedule is every 1st and 3rd weekend for visitation.

My goodness, it is 3 am and still much to do. Just tried again to do the Western Union thing again before going to sleep so he can have money tomorrow, but no success. Like I said earlier: Government is SLOW! What a catch 22: he can’t call me because he doesn’t have any money in his account to make phone calls.  I can’t get him money until I hear from him to find out why he is not showing up in the BOP system. Will call BOP tomorrow or see if I can get his consultant to help.