I remember the last time that I
saw my daughter before I committed the crimes that would land me in prison. I dropped by the townhome where
she lived with her mother, hoping for an hour with my daughter before she left for a
weekend trip to her grandparent's house. When she saw me getting out of the car,
she ran to me, literally jumping into my arms.
It was Halloween weekend, so I bought
her a little present. It was a pink Hello Kitty watch. My daughter had recently
celebrated her fifth birthday, and had never worn a watch. She barely noticed
the gift, and beckoned me to help her draw shapes with colored chalk on the
sidewalk. When it was time to leave, tears welled up in her eyes. She began to
sob. It was is if she knew that something bad was about to happen. Children of
people with addiction seem to be more acutely aware of the tormented waves roiling within their parents, even when their parents try desperately to hide
that inner turmoil.
I wouldn’t see my daughter again
for five years, seven months, and twenty-nine days, and I counted every one of those
days. Her mother allowed letters and
phone calls, but wisely refused to expose my daughter to the insanity of
prison. The two hour contact visits are often tortuous for children.
Visitation rooms are crowded and
loud. Officers hover on both ends of the
room, observing closely for illegal contact or passing of contraband. All parties are required to stay at their
assigned tables, and small children grow restless. I never had a visit where I didn’t hear a crying
child. Children aren’t allowed to grab
their parents’ hands and take them to go paint chalk dragons on the sidewalk.
In short, visitation rooms aren’t places where children are allowed to be children.
Even if I had experienced a visit
with my daughter, it wouldn’t have helped her to cope with the absence of her
father in her life. I still missed her first day of Kindergarten, and couldn’t
read books to her before bed. I couldn’t help her to deal with the anguish and
confusion she felt when she wondered where her father had gone. I couldn’t assuage the fears of separation
that haunted her during the years I was away.
I couldn’t share with her the gifts of healing I was experiencing as I
began to recover. When the judge
sentenced me to prison, she sentenced my young daughter as well.
Few people question what we
expect in terms of visitation. When I was in county jail, I had to visit with
my mother on a video screen. I couldn’t even hug her or look her in the eye,
because the camera was located above the screen. Years later, I was shocked to learn that
this had become the only way for families to visit loved ones in more than a
dozen large Texas counties. This fact made me grateful that the prison system
at least allowed for two-hour contact visits.
But even the two-hour visits
deprive families of the right to be a part of their loved-one’s lives. It
should be understood that frequent and meaningful contact with family members
is essential to rehabilitation and successful reintegration upon release. It is
also essential for children. More than 40 percent of incarcerated males and 80
percent of females had children living with them at the time of arrest.
Incarceration should never be the reason that children lose frequent access to their parents, and it is a tragic mystery that our society ever allowed prisons to become such closed systems.
The Texas Senate will soon study
prison and county jail visitation policies. This may be an opportunity to call
into question the closed system we call prisons. With 109 prisons in every
region of Texas, it is unconscionable that an incarcerated individual would be
sent to a prison more than two hours from home.
Yet, prison classification officials routinely place men
and women in facilities that are six to eight hours away from their closest
relatives. Elderly parents with disabilities must get notes from their
physicians in order to appeal for their sons and daughters to be moved to a
unit closer to home.
It is also time that we treat
visitation as part of the rehabilitative process, for both the incarcerated
individuals as well as their children. Families must have frequent and
meaningful contact with their loved ones in environments that allow children to
be children, yet only one state has a child-friendly visitation area. Less than
ten states have overnight policies, and few of these policies are geared toward
overnight stays with children. Few state prison systems include family contact
when developing rehabilitative programs.
How do we expect incarcerated men and women to become fully productive
members of communities within the very families that will support them upon
release?
The First Time I Saw My Daughter After Nearly Six Years |
A closed prison system is not an
ideal model. The entire period of incarceration should be geared toward moving
the individual from intensive early services to gradually increasing community
integration. Families must be part of this process at every step, with easy
access to loved ones. Nearly 95 percent
of Texas’ incarcerated individuals will return to the community, so they must
begin preparing people for release from day one. Visitation is a critical part of that
process.
I finally saw my daughter the day
after I was released. I heard the knock on the door, and nearly flew down the
stairs. My daughter barely had a moment to see me before I lifted her off the
ground and hugged her. She grabbed my neck and I heard her crying happy and nervous
tears. I looked at her face, and realized that she was still a child. My child.
Unlike so many children of incarcerated parents, my daughter will get to enjoy a significant portion of her childhood with a loving and active parent in her life.
Resources and
Citations
Youth Rise
– A mentorship program for children impacted by parental incarceration.
Storybook Project
– Connecting incarcerated mothers with their children.
Doug, you have literally made me cry in the middle of class. Keep it coming. These blogs are perfection.
ReplyDeleteMy son has never seen his father outside the visitation area. He went to prison two months before his birth. He has a life sentence, which he most likely will not live to satisfy the 37yr to parole requirement. Our baby is 8 now. His dad tries so hard to be part of his life. We are over 4hrs away and our son has asthma. If we get there and he has an attack we have to leave BC he can't have his inhaler. He has to sit still on a bench for the visitation. He wants His daddy to hear him play piano. To watch him do magic tricks. To see him play football. To take him to church not just tell him to go. But we made a mistake and things won't work out for our son and his daddy. It seems to slowly be killing them both. Under an ounce of dope and for that we all lost our lives. You can't go back, but the affects go on and on and on. I wish we could show him videos of our son.
ReplyDeleteMy son has never seen his father outside the visitation area. He went to prison two months before his birth. He has a life sentence, which he most likely will not live to satisfy the 37yr to parole requirement. Our baby is 8 now. His dad tries so hard to be part of his life. We are over 4hrs away and our son has asthma. If we get there and he has an attack we have to leave BC he can't have his inhaler. He has to sit still on a bench for the visitation. He wants His daddy to hear him play piano. To watch him do magic tricks. To see him play football. To take him to church not just tell him to go. But we made a mistake and things won't work out for our son and his daddy. It seems to slowly be killing them both. Under an ounce of dope and for that we all lost our lives. You can't go back, but the affects go on and on and on. I wish we could show him videos of our son.
ReplyDeleteThe DoCs seem to view overnight or "family" visits just from the sexual aspect and completely miss the rehabilitative aspects and simply the ability for the family (with or without children) to have some kind of normality for a few hours. Because their job is to isolate inmates, they effectively ignore everyone else connected to them and the fact that many families literally do the time with the inmate without having comitted any crime.
ReplyDeleteApparently I should be grateful for the ability to spend 8 hours in a room with 60 other tables and associated inmates and their families, all competing to be heard, and being treated like children ourselves by having no access to things like coffee or microwaves or even fresh fruit because someone somewhere did something wrong with them years ago, once a year. We don't even get to sit outside, even though there are tables just outside the visit room. In 10 years I have never seen them being used.
Very good points you wrote here..Great stuff...I think you've made some truly interesting points.Keep up the good work.
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