For 21 years, Me Officer Dino counted this inmate during counts, push button buzzed open doors as he left and returned to this or that cell block, patted him down coming out of the chow hall, made sure he swallowed whatever the nurse gave him during pill calls, watched him eat, watched him sleep, watched him sweep, watched him mop, watched him watch TV, even watched him take showers and watched him on the yard from this or that guard tower. Have a fuzzy recollection of mentioning his name in an incident report during the Eighties when the place was rough and tumble.
A photo of the front of the prison where I worked and he lived is located at the bottom of the article.