What I Learned Me in Prison

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I learned me two things at Fairfield. One was how to make the best shivs you ever saw. I made ’em out of Reach toothbrushes. I’d sharpen up the plastic handle so it would cut like a stiletto, diamond-shaped to make a wound that won’t close. I didn’t use shivs myself. The Brotherhood made sure I was protected.

I also learned welding. That’s how I mostly spend my time now. See that out in the yard? Would you believe it’s made out of scraps I found? Didn’t pay a dime for ’em, and some chump gonna come along and buy it.

11 thoughts on “What I Learned Me in Prison

  1. Dear Randy (is this you?) Good story and anyone that has to go to prison needs some kind of protection. Great story and I’m glad he knows how to weld – it’s a very valuable talent! Nan