Why is it the ‘clank’ of a door closing behind you never sounds quite as ominous as when you are visiting a jail? I can’t even begin to know what it must sound like when you know you are about to ‘donate’ a part of your precious life span to this barren, cold, and frightening place.
Today we visited the Wyoming Territorial Penitentiary as it was in the 1800s and housed such well-known prisoners as Butch Cassidy.
The good news was…finally I got Rick just where I want him!