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there is BCP—(Berks County Prison)—and then there is Allentown County Jail. My son spent time in both over a 6 month period and I always forget to go to the latter where I was simultaneously incarcerated myself at nearby EACU Sacred Heart now St. Luke’s (Extended Acute Care Unit psych ward).
i had the most horrifying vision one night:

pressure squish plates

a suction drain in the shower room
terrifying image in my mind shortly after he went that blocked me.
my mother also blocked me from fostering him as he needed me to. Years later I am coming back. He needed psalm 23. “Nay, even through I walk through the shadow of the valley of death I shall fear no evil.” He needed to hear it from me.
he had been horrifically heroine addicted. My mother had fostered this.
somehow the Lord brings everything to the good.
prison and the state hospital—where I had been in my youth—are like being in a war: it stays with you all your life. But you do get away from the literal thrall of it in time.



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