Luck of the Draw
Shut out of the country club
Where I was incarcerated (at MCC in New York), self-surrenders generally came in on Monday. And so it was for me. January 2, 2019 was my fateful day. Logistically, it wasn’t a big deal. The prison I would call home for the next year was just a mile and a half from my apartment. I locked my door, hid the key in an obscure place in the basement, and walked to prison.